By The Common Room on February 08, 2014
A little theft, a small deceit, Too often leads to more; ‘Tis hard at first, but tempts the feet As through an open door. Just as the broadest rivers run From small and distant springs, The greatest crimes that men have done, Have grown from little things. The above poem is called temptation in the book where I found it. . . .
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