Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 14

           Heinquiredafterherhealth,gavehernews,exhortedhertoreligion,inacoaxinglittleprattlethatwasnotwithoutitscharm.Themerethoughtofhiscassockcomfortedher.

           Oneday,whenattheheightofherillness,shehadthoughtherselfdying,andhadaskedforthecommunion;and,whiletheyweremakingthepreparationsinherroomforthesacrament,whiletheywereturningthenighttablecoveredwithsyrupsintoanaltar,andwhileFelicitewasstrewingdahliaflowersonthefloor,Emmafeltsomepowerpassingoverherthatfreedherfromherpains,fromallperception,fromallfeeling.Herbody,relieved,nolongerthought;anotherlifewasbeginning;itseemedtoherthatherbeing,mountingtowardGod,wouldbeannihilatedinthatlovelikeaburningincensethatmeltsintovapour.Thebed-clothesweresprinkledwithholywater,thepriestdrewfromtheholypyxthewhitewafer;anditwasfaintingwithacelestialjoythatsheputoutherlipstoacceptthebodyoftheSaviourpresentedtoher.Thecurtainsofthealcovefloatedgentlyroundherlikeclouds,andtheraysofthetwotapersburningonthenight-tableseemedtoshinelikedazzlinghalos.Thensheletherheadfallback,fancyingsheheardinspacethemusicofseraphicharps,andperceivedinanazuresky,onagoldenthroneinthemidstofsaintsholdinggreenpalms,GodtheFather,resplendentwithmajesty,whowithasignsenttoearthangelswithwingsoffiretocarryherawayintheirarms.

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