The country of The ring and the book . and adds, with a sob, Pompilia is only dying while I speak! He aversthat never a word passed between them which theVirgin might not hear : u I never touched her with my finger-tip,Except to carry her to the couch that eve,Against my heart, beneath my head bowed low,As we priests carry the paten. He took her away to Rome to save her life andthat of her unborn babe. There was never anotherthought in her mind nor in his. What he did wasaltogether for pitys sake, was consistent with hispriesthood, was not an act of self-sacrifice, but a to God is du
The country of The ring and the book . and adds, with a sob, Pompilia is only dying while I speak! He aversthat never a word passed between them which theVirgin might not hear : u I never touched her with my finger-tip,Except to carry her to the couch that eve,Against my heart, beneath my head bowed low,As we priests carry the paten. He took her away to Rome to save her life andthat of her unborn babe. There was never anotherthought in her mind nor in his. What he did wasaltogether for pitys sake, was consistent with hispriesthood, was not an act of self-sacrifice, but a to God is duty to her, he says, and claimsthat the saving of this fettered and unhappy womanwas a devotional act, an act that he will uphold withpride to the end of his days. He believed, as she be-lieved, that he was ordained to save her. He scornsall excuses. He spurns all fear of the worlds opinionor of the Churchs censure. He views the tribunalbefore which he stands with contempt, rebukes thejudges as fools, alike ignorant of God and man, 264. » 43 S d H g to <u c W 0 DC <D H ,C 1 H Caponsacchi and says at last petulantly, I have done with beingjudged. He recalls all the details of the story, from the timewhen he first came face to face with Pompilia at thetheatre and found her aA lady, young, tall, beautiful, strange and sad. He was well aware of Guidos hatred of Pompilia, andhow he (i plotted to plague her into overt sin andshame. He lashes the man without mercy, andpoints to him, as he writhes miserably caught i thequagmire of his own tricks, cheats and lies. He re-pudiates all knowledge of the love letters, and isfurious at the evidence of the perjured maid, thatlackey of lies. He is convinced that Guido 11 himself wrote those papers—from himselfTo himself—which, i the name of me and her,His mistress-messenger gave her and me,Touching us with such pustules of the soulThat she and I might take the taint, be shownTo the world and shuddered over, speckled so. He tells with
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