A guilty conscience never feels secure.

A guilty conscience never feels secure.

Haste, holy Friar,
Haste, ere the sinner shall expire!
Of all his guilt let him be shriven,
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Haste, holy Friar,
Haste, ere the sinner shall expire!
Of all his guilt let him be shriven,
And smooth his path from earth to heaven!

A land of levity is a land of guilt.

A land of levity is a land of guilt.

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!

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.]

And then it started, like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.

And then it started, like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.

We are almost always guilty of the hate we encounter.

We are almost always guilty of the hate we encounter.

These false pretexts and varnished colours failing,
Rare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear.

These false pretexts and varnished colours failing,
Rare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear.

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.