Let this be your wall of brass, to have nothing on your conscience, no guilt to make you turn pale.
Virtue, dear friend, needs no defense, The surest guard is innocence: None knew, till guilt created fear, What darts or poisoned arrows were
Punishment closely follows guilt as its companion.
Be this thy brazen bulwark, to keep a clear conscience, and never turn pale with guilt.
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