Slut

GRETCHEN (going home):

How I once used to scold along
When some poor woman had done wrong.
How for another person’s shame
I found not words enough to blame.
How black it seemed — I made it blacker still,
And yet not black enough to suit my will.
I blessed myself, would boast and grin —
And now myself am caught in sin.
Yet — everything that brought me here,
God, was so good, oh, was so dear.

 — Goethe, Faust

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