XVIII.

"Oh, I have suffered, Gerald, oh, my God!

What shame, what vileness! Once my soul was clean--

Stained and defiled behold it!--I have trod

Sad ways of hell and horror. I have seen

And lived all depths of lust. Yet, oh, my God!

Blameless I hold myself of what hath been,

Though through it all, yea, this thou too must know,

I loved him! my betrayer and thy foe!"

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