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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!
Let guilty men remember, their black deeds
Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.
Let guilty men remember, their black deeds
Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
He who flees from trial confesses his guilt.
Every guilty person is his own hangman.
Every guilty person is his own hangman.
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.
He is not guilty who is not guilty of his own free will.
[Lat., Haud est nocens, quicumque non read more
He is not guilty who is not guilty of his own free will.
[Lat., Haud est nocens, quicumque non sponte est nocens.]
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
One who condones evils is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it.
One who condones evils is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it.
