Speak no more:
Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul;
And there I see such black and grainèd spots
As will not leave their tinct.
Hamlet, Act iii. Sc. 4. SHAKESPEARE.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind:
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
K. Richard II., Act v. Sc. 6. SHAKESPEARE.
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.
Hamlet, Act i. Sc. 5. SHAKESPEARE.
Consideration, like an angel, came
And whipped the offending Adam out of him.
K. Henry V., Act i. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.
True, conscious Honor is to feel no sin,
He's armed without that's innocent within;
Be this thy screen, and this thy wall of Brass.
First Book of Horace, Epistle I. A. POPE.
I know myself now; and I feel within me
A peace above all earthly dignities;
A still and quiet conscience.
K. Henry VIII., Act iii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.
A quiet conscience makes one so serene!
Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded
That all the Apostles would have done as they did.
Don Juan, Canto I. LORD BYRON.
All is, if I have grace to use it so,
As ever in my Great Task-Master's eye.
On being arrived at his Three-and-Twentieth Year. MILTON.
And sure the eternal Master found
His single talent well employed.
Verses on Robert Levet. DR. S. JOHNSON.