Truth above all things a just man reveres. 60
Though not by oaths we God to witness call,
He sees and hears, and still remembers all;
And yet our attestations we may wrest
Sometimes to make the truth more manifest;
If by a lie a man preserve his faith,
He pardon, leave, and absolution hath;
Or if I break my promise, which to thee
Would bring no good, but prejudice to me. 
All things committed to thy trust conceal,
Nor what’s forbid by any means reveal. 70
Express thyself in plain, not doubtful words,
That ground for quarrels or disputes affords: 
Unless thou find occasion, hold thy tongue;
Thyself or others careless talk may wrong. 
When thou art called into public power,
And when a crowd of suitors throng thy door,
Be sure no great offenders ’scape their dooms; 77
Small praise from lenity and remissness comes;
Crimes pardon’d, others to those crimes invite,
Whilst lookers-on severe examples fright. 
When by a pardon’d murd’rer blood is spilt,
The judge that pardon’d hath the greatest guilt;
Who accuse rigour, make a gross mistake;
One criminal pardon’d may an hundred make;
When justice on offenders is not done,
Law, government, and commerce, are o’erthrown;
As besieged traitors with the foe conspire,
T’ unlock the gates, and set the town on fire. 
Yet lest the punishment th’offence exceed,
Justice with weight and measure must proceed:  90
Yet when pronouncing sentence, seem not glad,
Such spectacles, though they are just, are sad;
Though what thou dost thou ought’st not to repent,
Yet human bowels cannot but relent: 
Rather than all must suffer, some must die;
Yet Nature must condole their misery. 
And yet, if many equal guilt involve,
Thou may’st not these condemn, and those absolve. 
Justice, when equal scales she holds, is blind;
Nor cruelty, nor mercy, change her mind. 100
When some escape for that which others die,
Mercy to those, to these is cruelty. 
A fine and slender net the spider weaves,
Which little and light animals receives;
And if she catch a common bee or fly,
They with a piteous groan and murmur die;
But if a wasp or hornet she entrap,
They tear her cords like Samson, and escape;
So like a fly the poor offender dies,
But like the wasp, the rich escapes and flies. 110
Do not, if one but lightly thee offend,
The punishment beyond the crime extend;
Or after warning the offence forget;
So God himself our failings doth remit. 
Expect not more from servants than is just,
Reward them well, if they observe their trust;
Nor them with cruelty or pride invade,
Since God and Nature them our brothers made;
If his offence be great, let that suffice;
If light, forgive, for no man’s always wise. 120