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A feeling of shame seizes me, and I fear to
sully the ideal of a pure heart which has erected
this temple to the Virgin over the grave of her
only love, who has been dead ten years, and in
confusion I attempt to decline the kindly offer.
But the good lady insists: “It will do you good,
if you sacrifice your earthly love to the love of
God, and of your child. Believe me, this thornless
love will preserve your peace of mind and
cheerfulness of spirit, and under the protection
of the Virgin you will sleep quietly.”
I kiss her hand as a sign of gratitude for her
sacrifice, and consent with a feeling of humility
of which I had not thought myself capable.
The powers seem to be gracious to me, and to
have arranged the sufferings they have ordained
for my improvement. Still, for some reason or
other, I wish to sleep another night in Saxen,
and put off my change of residence till the next
day. So I return with my aunt to my child.
Looking at the house from the street, I discover
that the lightning-conductor is fastened exactly
above my bed.
What an infernal coincidence! It makes me
think again that I am the subject of a personal
persecution. I also notice that my window
commands a pleasant prospect, looking out as it
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