Conscience and Remorse
“Good-bye,” I said to my conscience—“Good-bye for aye and aye,”And I put her hands off harshly,And turned my face away;And conscience smitten sorelyReturned not from that day.
But a time came when my spiritGrew weary of its pace;And I cried: “Come back, my conscience;I long to see thy face.”But conscience cried: “I cannot;Remorse sits in my place.”