English poem
Clxxvii. [145]
by Michael Wigglesworth (1631–1705)
“I may deny you once to try, or Grace to you to tender. Though he finds Grace before my face who was the chief oifender; Else should my Grace cease to be Grace, for it would not be free, If to release whom I should please I have no liberty.
CLXXVIII.
“If upon one what’s due to none. I frankly shall bestow, And on the rest shall not think best compassion’s skirt to throw, Whom injure I? will you envy and grudge at others’ weal? Or me accuse, who do refuse yourselves to help and heal ?