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Chapter 26

           HereIpauseandaskmyself—WasnotIalsoalibertine?Yes—Ifreelyadmitit—butthelibertinageofaman,whileitmayruntoexcessinhotyouth,generallyresolvesitself,undertheinfluenceofagreatlove,intoastrongdesireforundefiledsweetnessandmodestyinthewomanbeloved.Ifamanhasindulgedinbothfollyandsin,thetimecomesatlast,when,ifhehasanygoodleftinhimatall,heturnsbackuponhimselfandlasheshisownviceswiththescorpion-whipofself-contempttillhesmartswiththerageandpainofit—andthen,achingineverypulsewithhisdeservedchastisement,hekneelsinspiritatthefeetofsomepure,true-heartedwomanwhosewhitesoul,likeanangel,hoverscompassionatelyabovehim,andtherelaysdownhislife,saying"Dowhatyouwillwithit—itisyours!"Andwoetoherwhoplayslightlywithsuchagift,orworksfreshinjuryuponit!Noman,evenifhehasinhisday,indulgedin‘rapid’living,shouldchoosea‘rapid’womanforhiswife—hehadfarbetterputaloadedpistoltohisheadandmakeanendofit!

           Thesunset-glorybegantofadefromthelandscapeasthelittleboatglidedonoverthetranquilwater,andagreatshadowwasonmymind,liketheshadowofthatouterdarknesswhichwouldsoonbenight.AgainIaskedmyself—Wastherenohappinesspossibleinalltheworld?JustthentheAngeluschimedfromalittlechapelontheshore,andasitrang,amemorystirredinmybrainmovingmewell-nightotears.

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