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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.
Men's minds are too ingenious in palliating guilt in themselves.
[Lat., Ingenia humana sunt ad suam cuique levandam culpam read more
Men's minds are too ingenious in palliating guilt in themselves.
[Lat., Ingenia humana sunt ad suam cuique levandam culpam nimio
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It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution
It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
[Lat., Fatetur facinus is qui judicum fugit.]
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
[Lat., Fatetur facinus is qui judicum fugit.]
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.]
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
The guilty think all talk is of themselves
The guilty think all talk is of themselves
How guilt once harbour'd in the conscious breast,
Intimidates the brave, degrades the great.
How guilt once harbour'd in the conscious breast,
Intimidates the brave, degrades the great.
However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
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However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
And this they knew and felt, at least the one,
The leader of the hand he had undone,--
Who, born for better things, had madly set
His life upon a cast, which linger'd yet.
