“Be sure thy sin will find thee out.”
Agatha Christie And Then There Were None
Source: And Then There Were None
“Over again I feel thy finger and find thee.”
" The Wreck of the Deutschland http://www.bartleby.com/122/4.html", lines 1-8 <br class="br">Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1918) <br class="br">Context: Thou mastering me<br>God! giver of breath and bread;<br>World’s strand, sway of the sea;<br>Lord of living and dead;<br>Thou hast bound bones and veins in me, fastened me flesh,<br>And after it almost unmade, what with dread,<br>Thy doing: and dost thou touch me afresh?<br>Over again I feel thy finger and find thee.
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Context: In every clime, thy visage greets my eyes,
In every tongue thy kindred accents rise;
The thought expanding swells my heart with glee,
It finds a friend, and loves itself in thee. Say then, fraternal family divine,
Whom mutual wants and mutual aids combine,
Say from what source the dire delusion rose,
That souls like ours were ever made for foes;
Why earth's maternal bosom, where we tread,
To rear our mansions and receive our bread,
Should blush so often for the face she bore,
So long be drench'd with floods of filial gore;
Why to small realms for ever rest confin'd
Our great affections, meant for all mankind.
Though climes divide us; shall the stream or sea,
That forms a barrier 'twixt my friend and me,
Inspire the wish his peaceful state to mar,
And meet his falchion in the ranks of war? Not seas, nor climes, nor wild ambition's fire
In nations' minds could e'er the wish inspire;
Where equal rights each sober voice should guide,
No blood would stain them, and no war divide.
'Tis dark deception, 'tis the glare of state,
Man sunk in titles, lost in Small and Great;
'Tis Rank, Distinction, all the hell that springs
From those prolific monsters, Courts and Kings.
