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Purgatorio: CantoXII

Aughtoffatigueisfeltbymeinwalking?"

Heanswered: "WhentheP'swhichhaveremained

Stillonthyfacealmostobliterate

Shallwholly, asthefirstis, beerased,

Thyfeetwillbesovanquishedbygoodwill,

Thatnotalonetheyshallnotfeelfatigue,

Buturgingupwillbetothemdelight."

ThendidIevenastheydowhoaregoing

Withsomethingontheheadtothemunknown,

Unlessthesignsofothersmakethemdoubt,

Whereforethehandtoascertainishelpful,

Andseeksandfinds, anddothfulfilltheoffice

Whichcannotbeaccomplishedbythesight;

Andwiththefingersoftherighthandspread

Ifoundbutsixtheletters, thathadcarved

Uponmytempleshewhoborethekeys;

UponbeholdingwhichmyLeadersmiled.

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