Nostra Culpa - by
We knew, this thing at least we knew, – the worth
Of life: this was our secret learned at birth.
guilt
From Macbeth - by
Is this a dagger which I see before me,
/ The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
/ I have thee…
The Witches - by
The witches knew the truth – / smelling my wickedness / with huge hooked noses.
Conscience - by
‘Twas a bonnie day – and a day o’ dule
/ The day I plunkit the Sawbath schule !
/
/ I wan’ert awa’…