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He asked, he urged, he claimed the boon of a brand snatched from the burning.

Earnestness is ever deeply solemn: first, as I listened to that prayer, I wondered at his; then, when it continued and rose, I was touched by it, and at last awed.

He felt the greatness and goodness of his purpose so sincerely: others who heard him plead for it, could not but feel it too.

The prayer over, we took leave of him: he was to go at a very early hour in the morning. Diana and Mary having kissed him, left the room-in compliance, I think, with a whispered hint from him: I tendered my hand, and wished him a pleasant journey.

"Thank you, Jane.

As I said, I shall return from Cambridge in a fortnight: that space, then, is yet left you for reflection.

If I listened to human pride, I should say no more to you of marriage with me; but I listen to my duty, and keep steadily in view my first aim-to do all things to the glory of God.

My Master was long-suffering: so will I be.

I cannot give you up to perdition as a vessel of wrath: repent-resolve, while there is yet time.

Remember, we are bid to work while it is day-warned that 'the night cometh when no man shall work.' Remember the fate of Dives, who had his good things in this life.

God give you strength to choose that better part which shall not be taken from you!"

He laid his hand on my head as he uttered the last words.

He had spoken earnestly, mildly: his look was not, indeed, that of a lover beholding his mistress, but it was that of a pastor recalling his wandering sheep-or better, of a guardian angel watching the soul for which he is responsible.

All men of talent, whether they be men of feeling or not; whether they be zealots, or aspirants, or despots-provided only they be sincere-have their sublime moments, when they subdue and rule.

I felt veneration for St. John-veneration so strong that its impetus thrust me at once to the point I had so long shunned.

I was tempted to cease struggling with him-to rush down the torrent of his will into the gulf of his existence, and there lose my own.

I was almost as hard beset by him now as I had been once before, in a different way, by another.

I was a fool both times.

To have yielded then would have been an error of principle; to have yielded now would have been an error of judgment.

So I think at this hour, when I look back to the crisis through the quiet medium of time: I was unconscious of folly at the instant.

I stood motionless under my hierophant's touch.

My refusals were forgotten-my fears overcome-my wrestlings paralysed.

The Impossible-i.e., my marriage with St. John-was fast becoming the Possible.

All was changing utterly with a sudden sweep.

Religion called-Angels beckoned-God commanded-life rolled together like a scroll-death's gates opening, showed eternity beyond: it seemed, that for safety and bliss there, all here might be sacrificed in a second.

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