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For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak
With most miraculous organ.
For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak
With most miraculous organ.
It is one of the incidents of the profession.
[Lat., E un incidente del mestiere.]
It is one of the incidents of the profession.
[Lat., E un incidente del mestiere.]
Murder may pass unpunish'd for a time,
But tardy justice will o'ertake the crime.
Murder may pass unpunish'd for a time,
But tardy justice will o'ertake the crime.
George Tenet's charm
covers his arms
as a velvet sheath
covers a bloodied sword.
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George Tenet head of Murder read more
George Tenet's charm
covers his arms
as a velvet sheath
covers a bloodied sword.
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George Tenet head of Murder Inc. whose agency has
had Afghanis die under their interrogation
cannot be trusted not to plant WMD's in Iraq.
Murder is always a mistake - one should never do anything one cannot talk about after dinner
Murder is always a mistake - one should never do anything one cannot talk about after dinner
The very emphasis of the commandment: Thou shalt not kill, makes it certain that we are descended from an endlessly read more
The very emphasis of the commandment: Thou shalt not kill, makes it certain that we are descended from an endlessly long chain of generations of murderers, whose love of murder was in their blood as it is perhaps also in ours.
Erroneous vassals! the great King of Kings
Hath in the table of his law commanded
That thou read more
Erroneous vassals! the great King of Kings
Hath in the table of his law commanded
That thou shalt do no murder. Will you then
Spurn at his edict, and fulfil a man's?
'A took my father grossly, full of bread,
With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;
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'A took my father grossly, full of bread,
With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;
And how his audit stands, who knows save heaven?
Cast not the clouded gem away,
Quench not the dim but living ray,--
My brother man, Beware!
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Cast not the clouded gem away,
Quench not the dim but living ray,--
My brother man, Beware!
With that deep voice which from the skies
Forbade the Patriarch's sacrifice.
God's angel, cries, Forbear!