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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!

Guilty consciences always make people cowards.

They have cheveril consciences that will stretch.

Why should not Conscience have vacation As well as other Courts o' th' nation? Have equal power to adjourn, Appoint appearance and return?

But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws So much, as when we call our old debts in At sixty years, and draw the accounts of evil, And find a deuced balance with the devil.

A quiet conscience makes one so serene! Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded That all the Apostles would have done as they did.

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.

There is no future pang Can deal that justice on the self condemn'd He deals on his own soul.

The Past lives o'er again, In its effects, and to the guilty spirit The ever-frowning Present is its image.

The still small voice is wanted.

Oh, Conscience! Conscience! man's most faithful friend, Him canst thou comfort, ease, relieve, defend; But if he will thy friendly checks forego, Thou art, oh! woe for me, his deadliest foe!

O faithful conscience, delicately pure, how doth a little failing wound thee sore!

So may heaven's grace clear away the foam from the conscience, that the river of thy thoughts may roll limpid thenceforth,

Never do anything against conscience even if the state demands it.

Two souls, alas! reside within my breast, and each withdraws from and repels its brother.

Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength to prevent, it seldom has justice enough to accuse.

Be this thy brazen bulwark, to keep a clear conscience, and never turn pale with guilt.

A cleere conscience is a sure carde.

Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be looking.

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.