Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all!
Reproach and everlasting shame
Sits mocking in our plumes.

Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all!
Reproach and everlasting shame
Sits mocking in our plumes.

Sin hath the devil for its father, shame for its companion, and death for its wages

Sin hath the devil for its father, shame for its companion, and death for its wages

Let us not be ashamed to speak what we shame not to think.

Let us not be ashamed to speak what we shame not to think.

A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.

A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.

The only art her guilt to cover,
To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentance read more

The only art her guilt to cover,
To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentance to her lover,
And wring his bosom, is--to die.

The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

We live in an atmosphere of shame. We are ashamed of everything
that is real about us; ashamed of read more

We live in an atmosphere of shame. We are ashamed of everything
that is real about us; ashamed of ourselves, of our relatives, of
our incomes, of our accents, of our opinion, of our experience,
just as we are ashamed of our naked skins.

What do you regard as most humane? To spare someone shame.

What do you regard as most humane? To spare someone shame.

The guilty catch themselves

The guilty catch themselves