When guilt is in its blush of infancy, it trembles in a tenderness of shame; and the first eye that pierces through the veil that hides the secret brings it to the face — Thomas Southerne Copy Share Image
When guilt is in its blush of infancy, it trembles in a tenderness of shame; and the first eye that pierces through the veil… — Thomas Southerne Copy Share Image
Pity's akin to love; and every thought Of that soft kind is welcome to my soul. — Thomas Southerne Copy Share Image
An oath is a recognizance to heaven, binding us over in the courts above to plead to the indictment of our crimes. — Thomas Southerne Copy Share Image
There is no courage but in innocence; no constancy but in an honest cause. — Thomas Southerne Copy Share Image
The reconciling grave swallows distinction first, that made us foes; there all lie down in peace together. — Thomas Southerne Copy Share Image
Distress is virtue's opportunity: we only live to teach us how to die. — Thomas Southerne Copy Share Image
Words may be counterfeit, false coined, and current only from the tongue, without the mind; but passion is in the soul, and always speaks… — Thomas Southerne Copy Share Image
