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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.
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
He is not guilty who is not guilty of his own free will.
[Lat., Haud est nocens, quicumque non read more
He is not guilty who is not guilty of his own free will.
[Lat., Haud est nocens, quicumque non sponte est nocens.]
Those who guilt stains it equals.
[Lat., Facinus quos inquinat aequat.]
Those who guilt stains it equals.
[Lat., Facinus quos inquinat aequat.]
The gods
Grow angry with your patience. 'Tis their care,
And must be yours, that guilty men read more
The gods
Grow angry with your patience. 'Tis their care,
And must be yours, that guilty men escape not:
As crimes do grow, justice should rouse itself.
The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but the one who causes the darkness.
The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but the one who causes the darkness.
Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.
Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.
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!
