Farewell, remorse: all good to me is lost;
Evil, be thou my good.

Farewell, remorse: all good to me is lost;
Evil, be thou my good.

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.

Cruel Remorse! where Youth and Pleasure sport,
And thoughtless Folly keeps her court,--
Crouching 'midst rosy bowers read more

Cruel Remorse! where Youth and Pleasure sport,
And thoughtless Folly keeps her court,--
Crouching 'midst rosy bowers thou lurk'st unseen
Slumbering the festal hours away,
While Youth disports in that enchanting scene;
Till on some fated day
Thou with a tiger-spring dost leap upon thy prey,
And tear his helpless breast, o'erwhelmed with wild dismay.

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue

Remorse goes to sleep during a prosperous period and wakes up in
adversity.
[Fr., Le remords s'endort durant read more

Remorse goes to sleep during a prosperous period and wakes up in
adversity.
[Fr., Le remords s'endort durant un destin prospere et s'aigrit
dans l'adversite.]

Remorse is the pain of sin.

Remorse is the pain of sin.

Remorse is the pain of sin

Remorse is the pain of sin

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.

Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it.

Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it.