The voice of God in man! that without rest

Does softly cry within a troubled breast—

“To all temptations is that soul set free

That makes not to itself a curb of me.”

Sir E. Sherburne.

For him a waking bloodhound, yelling loud,

(That in his bosom long had sleeping laid,

A guilty conscience lurking after blood,)

Pursued eagerly, nor ever stayed,

Till the betrayer’s self it had betrayed;