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Oh! think what anxious moments pass between
The birth of plots, and their last fatal periods,
Oh! read more
Oh! think what anxious moments pass between
The birth of plots, and their last fatal periods,
Oh! 'tis a dreadful interval of time,
Filled up with horror all, and big with death!
According to the state of a man's conscience, so do hope and fear
on account of his deeds arise read more
According to the state of a man's conscience, so do hope and fear
on account of his deeds arise in his mind.
[Lat., Conscia mens ut cuique sua est, ita concipit intra
Pectora pro facto spemque metumque suo.]
They have cheveril consciences that will stretch.
They have cheveril consciences that will stretch.
Conscience is the mirror of our souls, which represents the errors of our lives in their full shape.
Conscience is the mirror of our souls, which represents the errors of our lives in their full shape.
He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day:
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He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day:
But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts
Benighted walks under the mid-day sun;
Himself his own dungeon.
A cleere conscience is a sure carde.
A cleere conscience is a sure carde.
A quiet conscience makes one so serene!
Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded
That all the read more
A quiet conscience makes one so serene!
Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded
That all the Apostles would have done as they did.
O faithful conscience, delicately pure, how doth a little failing
wound thee sore!
[It., O dignitosa coscienza e read more
O faithful conscience, delicately pure, how doth a little failing
wound thee sore!
[It., O dignitosa coscienza e netta,
Come t' e picciol fallo amaro morso.]
Yet still there whispers the small voice within,
Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din;
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Yet still there whispers the small voice within,
Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din;
Whatever creed be taught or land be trod,
Man's conscience is the oracle of God.
