Moral Emblems

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The mansion Had marked his fatuous expansion. The years were full, the house was fated, The rotten structure crepitated!

A moment, and the silent guests Sat pallid as their dinner vests. A moment more and, root and branch, That mansion fell in avalanche, Story on story, floor on floor, Roof, wall and window, joist and door, Dead weight of damnable disaster, A cataclysm of lath and plaster.

SILOAM DID NOT CHOOSE A SINNER - ALL WERE NOT BUILDERS AT THE DINNER.

Moral Emblems

Robert Louis Stevenson

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