However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
And this read more

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.

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.

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

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

Every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do.

Every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do.

The guilty think all talk is of themselves

The guilty think all talk is of themselves

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.

The fearful face usually betrays great guilt.
[Lat., Multa trepidus solet
Detegere vultus.]

The fearful face usually betrays great guilt.
[Lat., Multa trepidus solet
Detegere vultus.]

Men's minds are too ready to excuse guilt in themselves.

Men's minds are too ready to excuse guilt in themselves.

Guilt is anything you did and fear others to know about

Guilt is anything you did and fear others to know about