English poem
Epigrams, CXVIII (“My laws,” she said, “are of…)
by Ambrose Bierce (1842–1914)
“My laws,” she said, “are of myself a part: I read them by examining my heart.” “True,” he replied; “like those to Moses known, Thine also are engraven upon stone.”
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