Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue.

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.

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue

Remorse is the echo of a lost virtue

Remorse is the pain of sin.

Remorse is the pain of sin.

Remorse: beholding heaven and feeling hell.

Remorse: beholding heaven and feeling hell.

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 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

Remorse is the pain of sin

Remorse is the pain of sin