Judgment is justest
When the Judged,
His action laid away,
Divested is of every Disk
But his sincerity.
Honor is then the safest hue
In a posthumous Sun -
Not any color will endure
That scrutiny can burn.
Honor is then the safest hue In a posthumous Sun - // beautiful
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I would like to translate this poem
Judgment is justest When the Judged, // beautiful