O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!
So may heaven's grace clear away the foam from the conscience, that the river of thy thoughts may roll limpid thenceforth.
O faithful conscience, delicately pure, how doth a little failing wound thee sore!
Conscience, that boon companion who sets a man free under the strong breastplate of innocence, that bids him on and fear not.
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