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creature, whom I wished to injure, [1] to ask her
forgiveness, to brighten her life by little paternal
attentions, after having longed for years to show
the love which has been repressed! I live again,
wake up as if out of a long bad dream, and revere
the stern will of the Lord, whose hard but wise
hand has smitten me. “Blessed is he whom
God chastens.” Blessed, for he does not trouble
about others.
While it is still uncertain whether I shall meet
my wife on the Danube, a matter to which,
because of an undefined grudge against her, I am
quite indifferent, I prepare for my pilgrimage,
perfectly aware that it is a penance, and that
new mortifications await me.
After thirty days of misery, at last the doors
of my torture-chamber open. I part from my
friend—my executioner—without bitterness. He
has only been the scourge in the hand of
Providence. Behold, blessed is the man whom the
Lord chasteneth.
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