Past all shame, so past all truth.
Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator.
A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd, Quoted, and sign'd, to do a deed of shame.
O shame, where is thy blush?
My charity is outrage, life my shame; And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage!
A true repentance shuns the evil itself, more than the external suffering or the shame.
While you live tell the truth and shame the devil.
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil!
Let life be short, else shame will be too long.
Nature her custom holds, Let shame say what it will.
Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee!
Never shame to hear what you have nobly done
Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides, Who covert faults at last with shame derides