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 Whatever guilt is perpetrated by some evil prompting, is grievous 
to the author of the crime. This is the read more 
 Whatever guilt is perpetrated by some evil prompting, is grievous 
to the author of the crime. This is the first punishment of 
guilt that no one who is guilty is acquitted at the judgment seat 
of his own conscience.
 [Lat., Exemplo quodcumque malo committitur, ipsi
  Displicet auctori. Prima est haec ultio, quod se
   Judice nemo nocens absolvitur.] 
 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! 
 Those who start war often know that because of their
high political position their own lives will not be in
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 Those who start war often know that because of their
high political position their own lives will not be in
danger.
on the Diane Rehm Show. 
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.
 Lo! darkness bends down like a mother of grief
 On the limitless plain, and the fall of her hair
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 Lo! darkness bends down like a mother of grief
 On the limitless plain, and the fall of her hair
  It has mantled a world. 
 Yet from those flames
 No light, but rather darkness visible.  
 Yet from those flames
 No light, but rather darkness visible. 
 Neither side is guiltless if its adversary is appointed judge.
 [Lat., Nulla manus belli, mutato judice, pura est.]  
 Neither side is guiltless if its adversary is appointed judge.
 [Lat., Nulla manus belli, mutato judice, pura est.] 
 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. 
It is criminal to steal a purse, daring to steal a fortune, a mark of greatness to steal a crown. read more
It is criminal to steal a purse, daring to steal a fortune, a mark of greatness to steal a crown. The blame diminishes as the guilt increases.