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;