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Bessie Rayner Parkes (Бесси Рейнер Паркс) On a Group of Justice and Charity WHAT do the scales of Justice hold, Poised even in that steady hand?-- What is that measure closely scanned? Is one side weighted down with gold? Or is she clamorous for her right? Surely for that she bides too still! Rather, it seems to me, her sight Is cognisant of good and ill. With level brows this Justice stands And weighs her duties one by one;-- And if she pleads, or if commands, It is lest these be left undone, Or slurred through weakness and constraint;-- This noble Justice was not bred In hearts defiled with any taint Of selfish seeking, dark and dead. Give, if you will, another name To those fine scales so nicely hung, And call her Conscience, and proclaim Her sovereign right with every tongue-- But, because she is mortal, trust Her not alone, lest, too severe, She take account with diamond dust Of baser metal; her beside Let loving Charity abide, With her young children gathered near. Bessie Rayner Parkes's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1195 |
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