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The guilty is he who meditates a crime; the punishment is his who lays the plot.
The guilty is he who meditates a crime; the punishment is his who lays the plot.
It is base to filch a purse, daring to embezzle a million, but it is great beyond measure to steal read more
It is base to filch a purse, daring to embezzle a million, but it is great beyond measure to steal a crown. The sin lessens as the guilt increases.
How guilt once harbour'd in the conscious breast,
Intimidates the brave, degrades the great.
How guilt once harbour'd in the conscious breast,
Intimidates the brave, degrades the great.
And then it started, like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.
And then it started, like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.
Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.
Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
We are almost always guilty of the hate we encounter.
We are almost always guilty of the hate we encounter.
But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised,
And mine that I was proud on--mine so much
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But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised,
And mine that I was proud on--mine so much
That I myself was to myself not mine,
Valuing of her--why she, O, she is fall'n
Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea
Hath drops too few to wash her clean again,
And salt too little which may season give
To her foul tainted flesh!
