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Her soul was forfeit to the evil power, Who tempted her with beauty. Then she said It was now mock'd by ceaseless tears, which fell, Although in vain; how she from shrine to shrine Had gone in late repentant pilgrimage. Her knees were worn with many prayers; but still The presence of the demon haunted her. Then rose a spirit of strong prophecy Upon that aged monk: he said her crime Was fearful, so would be its punishment; That for her sin a curse was on her race, Which she would witness:—sorrow, early death, Sickness, and guilt would be her children's lot; That, still bound by her human sympathy, Although debarr'd all human intercourse, She now was doom'd to wander o'er the earth,