edroundme—Ireasohus,Jane—andnowlisten;foritwastrueWisdomthateinthathour,andshowedmetherightpathtofollow.

    “ThesweetwindfromEuropewasstillwhisperingintherefreshedleaves,alanticwasthunderingingloriousliberty;myheart,driedupandscorchedforalongtime,swelledtothetone,andfilledwithlivingblood—mybeinglongedforrenewal—mysoulthirstedforapuredraught.Isawhoperevive—aregeionpossible.FromafloweryarchatthebottomofmygardenIgazedoverthesea—bluerthanthesky:theoldworldwasbeyond;clearprospectsopehus:—

    “‘Go,’saidHope,‘andliveagaininEurope:thereitisnotknownwhatasulliednameyoubear,norwhatafilthyburdenisboundtoyou.YoumaytakethemaniacwithyoutoEngland;fihdueattendandprecautionsatThorhentravelyourselftowhatclimeyouwill,andformwhatieyoulike.Thatwoman,whohassoabusedy-suffering,sosulliedyourname,sedyourhonour,soblightedyouryouth,isnotyourwife,norareyouherhusbahatsheiscaredforasherditiondemands,andyouhavedohatGodandhumanityrequireofyou.Letheridentity,herewithyourself,beburiedinoblivion:youareboundtoimpartthemtonolivingbeing.Placeheriyandfort:shelterherdegradationwithsecredleaveher.松语文学Www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读