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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!
And then it started, like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.
And then it started, like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.
What we call real estate--the solid ground to build a house
on--is the broad foundation on which nearly all read more
What we call real estate--the solid ground to build a house
on--is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this
world rests.
One who condones evils is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it.
One who condones evils is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it.
Every guilty person is his own hangman.
Every guilty person is his own hangman.
Every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do.
Every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do.
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
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.
