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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.
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
Every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do.
Every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do.
Guilt is the source of sorrow, 'tis the fiend,Th' avenging fiend, that follows us behindWith whips and stings.
Guilt is the source of sorrow, 'tis the fiend,Th' avenging fiend, that follows us behindWith whips and stings.
It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution
It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution
Sin with the multitude, and your responsibility and guilt are as great and as truly personal, as if you alone read more
Sin with the multitude, and your responsibility and guilt are as great and as truly personal, as if you alone had done the wrong
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Alas! How difficult it is to prevent the countenance from
betraying guilt!
[Heu! quam difficile est crimen non read more
Alas! How difficult it is to prevent the countenance from
betraying guilt!
[Heu! quam difficile est crimen non prodere vultu.]
