Farewell, we must part; we have turned from the land Of…
““Farewell, we must part; we have turned from the land Of our cold-hearted brother, with tyrannous hand, Who assumed all our rights as a favor to grant, And whose smile ever covered the sting of a taunt; Who breathed on the fame he was bound to defend— Still the craftiest foe, ’neath the guise of a friend; Who believed that our bosoms would bleed at a touch, Yet could never believe he could goad them too much; Whose conscience affects to be seared with our sin, Yet is plastic to take all its benefits in; The mote in our eye so enormous has grown, That he never perceives there’s a beam in his own.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A poetic lament about betrayal and moral decay, depicting a treacherous figure whose conscience is compromised.
In simple terms: Betrayal erodes conscience; moral decay spreads.
Guard against betrayal and uphold integrity.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- civil war
- personal conflict
- historical analysis
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How does betrayal affect community trust?
- What restores conscience after moral compromise?
Self‑interest can blind moral judgment.