Fools! What shall I say? What shall I leave unsaid? Did you believe that you could hide from me? I penetrate to the bottom of your souls. Nothing is hidden in obscuring shadow.
And you will not always be able
To steal away from me like a thief of the night.
What have you done? How have you fled from me?
I could call to each of you
By his name and summon him to stand and face me, And one by one I could recount his acts,
Showing his deeds of folly and how he had sinned
Through his own fault and not the fault of another,
So that before me he would be like a man who gives himself up for lost.
O presumptuous fool! O vile and brazen companion! O horrible and ridiculous violence!