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.

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.

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: beholding heaven and feeling hell

Remorse: beholding heaven and feeling hell

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 the echo of a lost virtue

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue

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 pain of sin.

Remorse is the pain of sin.