Oh, so that's what you meant. That if you've sinned just by being born, the rest all doesn't really count.

I still don't think that paints a rosy picture. Neither does the poem for that matter. Haha. Although you're right, it does sound very beautiful. And sad. I wish I could read foreign languages. I think I'll ask mum to hire a French tutor while we're in Scotland over summer hols.

If you do bad deeds in your dreams or think about doing them, does that count just as much as really doing it? I don't think so, because there is a choice, I think, between wanting to do something bad and actually deciding to do it. And because we have choices, what we do really does mean something.

If that's the case, then I don't think splendour and vigour is vain and pathetic at all.