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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 regret that one waited so long to do it.
Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it.
Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue
Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue
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.
If thou dost slander her and torture me,
Never pray more; abandon all remorse;
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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.
One man's remorse is another man's reminiscence
One man's remorse is another man's reminiscence
Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence and blessedness
Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence and blessedness
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.
