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- In the old Tower
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- III
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with joy and to fill with tears, you gave me my
heart to throb with longing and to bleed with
pity, you gave me sleep, you gave me hope.
I thought you gave it all to me as a gift. I
was mistaken. It was only a loan, and now
you want it all returned to you to be handed
over to another being who will rise in his turn
out of the same eternity into which I am sinking
back. Lord of Light, be it so! The Lord gave
and the Lord taketh away, blessed be the name
of the Lord!
III
The bells in the Campanile were ringing Ave
Maria. A light wind rustled through the
cypresses outside the window where the birds
were twittering before settling to sleep. The voice
of the sea grew fainter and fainter and the blessed
silence of the night fell over the old tower.
I sat there in my Savonarola chair, weary and
longing for rest. Wolf lay asleep at my feet,
for days and nights he had hardly left my side.
Now and then he opened his eyes and gave me
a look so full of love and sorrow that it almost
filled my own with tears. Now and then he sat
up and laid his big head on my knees. Did he
know what I knew, did he understand what I
understood, that the hour for parting was
drawing near? I stroked his head in silence,
for the first time I did not know what to say to
him, how to explain to him the great mystery
I could not explain to myself.
“Wolf, I am going away on a long journey,
to a far off land. This time you cannot come
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