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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=536303" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Lesson In Humility</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=536303" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Tis time, my soul, thou shouldst be purged of pride.<br>What men are these with thee, whose ill deeds done<br>Make thee thus shrink from them and be denied?<br>They are but as thou art, each mother's son<br>A convict in transgression. Here is one,<br>Sayest thou, who struck his fellow and he died.<br>And yet he weeps hot tears. Do thy tears run?<br>This other thieved, yet clasps Christ crucified.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=536303" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where is thy greater virtue? Thinkest thou sin<br>Is but crime's record on the judgment seat?<br>Or must thou wait for death to be bowed down?<br>Oh for a righteous reading which should join<br>Thy deeds together in an accusing sheet,<br>And leave thee if thou couldst, to face men's frown!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Wilfrid+Scawen+Blunt">Wilfrid Scawen Blunt</a></strong></div>

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