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!
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Action and care will in time wear down the strongest frame, but guilt and melancholy are poisons of quick dispatch.
Action and care will in time wear down the strongest frame, but guilt and melancholy are poisons of quick dispatch.
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.
A land of levity is a land of guilt.
A land of levity is a land of guilt.
Guilt once harbored in the conscious breast, intimidates the brave, degrades the great.
Guilt once harbored in the conscious breast, intimidates the brave, degrades the great.
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind with whips and stings.
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind with whips and stings.
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
The greatest incitement to guilt is the hope of sinning with impunity.
The greatest incitement to guilt is the hope of sinning with impunity.
