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 Remorse is as the heart in which it grows;
 If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews
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 Remorse is as the heart in which it grows;
 If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews
  Of true repentance; but if proud and gloomy,
   It is the poison tree, that pierced to the inmost,
    Weeps only tears of poison. 
Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.
Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.
Remorse: beholding heaven and feeling hell
Remorse: beholding heaven and feeling hell
To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.
To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.
Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue
Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue
 If thou dost slander her and torture me,
 Never pray more; abandon all remorse;
  On horror's head read more 
 If thou dost slander her and torture me,
 Never pray more; abandon all remorse;
  On horror's head horrors accumulate;
   Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed;
    For nothing canst thou to damnation add
     Greater than that. 
 High minds, of native pride and force,
 Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse;
  Fear, for their scourge, read more 
 High minds, of native pride and force,
 Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse;
  Fear, for their scourge, means villains have,
   Thou art the torturer of the brave! 
Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it
Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it
 Man, wretched man, whene'er he stoops to sin,
 Feels, with the act, a strong remorse within.  
 Man, wretched man, whene'er he stoops to sin,
 Feels, with the act, a strong remorse within.