A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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Pollok.

I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl,

The secret mischiefs that I set abroach,

I lay unto the grievous charge of others.

But then I sigh, and with a piece of scripture

Tell them—that God bids us do good for evil.

And thus I clothe my naked villany,

With old, odd ends, stol’n forth of Holy Writ.

Shakspere.