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Nor
was
our
own
departure
less
in
haste
.
Inasmuch
as
the
instantaneous
flight
Had
scattered
them
asunder
o'er
the
plain
,
Turned
to
the
mountain
whither
reason
spurs
us
,
I
pressed
me
close
unto
my
faithful
comrade
,
And
how
without
him
had
I
kept
my
course
?
Who
would
have
led
me
up
along
the
mountain
?
He
seemed
to
me
within
himself
remorseful
;
O
noble
conscience
,
and
without
a
stain
,
How
sharp
a
sting
is
trivial
fault
to
thee
!
