George Santayana,
A Hermit of Carmel, and Other Poems
“ But hast thou not more special sins than these, No wrong, no murder? KNIGHT. Murder have I none, If murder be to kill a man by stealth Or in a private quarrel, but in war I oft have slain my man. I wear a sword Though nature gave me not a butcher's hand That loves to use it.—Oh, 't is marvellous How men will slaughter for the sake of blood, And Christians too. ”
