Let guilty men remember, their black deeds
Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.

Let guilty men remember, their black deeds
Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.

Guilt is always jealous

Guilt is always jealous

Every guilty person is his own hangman.

Every guilty person is his own hangman.

He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
[Lat., Fatetur facinus is qui judicum fugit.]

He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
[Lat., Fatetur facinus is qui judicum fugit.]

However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
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However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
And this they knew and felt, at least the one,
The leader of the hand he had undone,--
Who, born for better things, had madly set
His life upon a cast, which linger'd yet.

Guilt is anger directed at ourselves.

Guilt is anger directed at ourselves.

The greatest incitement to guilt is the hope of sinning with impunity.

The greatest incitement to guilt is the hope of sinning with impunity.

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.

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!