As Tory, that devoured young Nathan Hale
And, where it crawled, spread horror's crimson zone.
SUPREME COURT JUSTICE CHARLES L. GUY
Your heart is not a traitor to your mind.
Who, knowing innocence in danger, dares
Not turn his eye, for fear of smirk, or stares,
By other courts, is Justice's statue blind,
That to the wall, not Bench, should be assigned.
Oft, Precedent is Folly with gray hairs;