Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.

Remorse is as the heart in which it grows;
If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews
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Remorse is as the heart in which it grows;
If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews
Of true repentance; but if proud and gloomy,
It is the poison tree, that pierced to the inmost,
Weeps only tears of poison.

Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it.

Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it.

High minds, of native pride and force,
Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse;
Fear, for their scourge, read more

High minds, of native pride and force,
Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse;
Fear, for their scourge, means villains have,
Thou art the torturer of the brave!

Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence and blessedness

Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence and blessedness

Remorse goes to sleep during a prosperous period and wakes up in
adversity.
[Fr., Le remords s'endort durant read more

Remorse goes to sleep during a prosperous period and wakes up in
adversity.
[Fr., Le remords s'endort durant un destin prospere et s'aigrit
dans l'adversite.]

Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it

Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it

Remorse: beholding heaven and feeling hell.

Remorse: beholding heaven and feeling hell.

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue