XXVI.

_CONSCIENCE._

_Seco ogni coif a è doglia._

All crime is its own torment, bearing woe

To mind or body or decrease of fame;

If not at once, still step by step our name

Or blood or friends or fortune it brings low.

But if our will do not resent the blow,

We have not sinned. That penance hath no blame

Which Magdalen found sweet: purging our shame,

Self-punishment is virtue, all men know.

The consciousness of goodness pure and whole

Makes a man fully blest; but misery

Springs from false conscience, blinded in its pride.

This Simon Peter meant when he replied

To Simon Magus, that the prescient soul

Hath her own proof of immortality.

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