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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.
It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution
It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution
 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! 
 Those who guilt stains it equals.
 [Lat., Facinus quos inquinat aequat.]  
 Those who guilt stains it equals.
 [Lat., Facinus quos inquinat aequat.] 
 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! 
 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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Without the spice of guilt, sin cannot be fully savored.
Without the spice of guilt, sin cannot be fully savored.
Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.
Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.