Juryman

An office that requires the purest mind! They whom their country choose for such a trust, Upon whose verdict, as on fate, depend Our properties, our lives, and liberties, Shou'd to the awful seat of justice bring An ear that's deaf to the deceiver's voice, A breast untainted, and a hand unstain'd, And he that fills the solemn judgment-seat Shou'd not too rashly pass the dreadful sentence On the accus'd, but weigh each circumstance 'Till not a single doubt's left in she scale; Then judge with reason, and decree with truth.