France -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Short stories, French -- Translations into English
“If I were to weep every day of life that remains to me, I should not
shed tears enough to express the profound grief with which my heart is
filled. This feeble body I had determined to preserve in all purity, and
to present my virginity as an offering to Jesus Christ. Alas, and woe is
me! that I am in such a fashion forsaken as to be unable to fulfil what
I had resolved upon! Oh, day which never should have dawned upon me!
Behold me severed from the heavenly spouse who had promised me paradise
for a marriage portion, and become the bride of a mortal man, whilst
that head which should have been crowned with the roses of immortality,
is decked, or rather disfigured, with roses which already begin to
wither. Alas! that body which upon the margin of the fourfold stream of
the Lamb should have been endued with the garment of purity, bears
instead the vile burden of the nuptial veil. Ah! why was not the first
day of my life even also the last? Happy had I been had I entered the
gates of death ere a single drop of milk had passed my lips! Oh, that
the kisses of my gentle nurses had been bestowed upon my bier! When you
hold out your hands towards me, I recall the hands which for the
salvation of the world were pierced with nails.”
And as she finished these words she wept bitterly.
The young man answered her persuasively—
“Scholastica, our parents are of the rich and noble amongst the dwellers
in Auvergne, nor have yours more than a single daughter nor mine than an
only son. They wished for our union as a means of continuing their
families, lest after their death a stranger should enter into possession
of their belongings.”
But Scholastica replied—
“This world is nothing, and riches are nothing, and this life itself is
nothing. Is that life which is nothing but a waiting upon death? They
alone live who, in unending blessedness, bathe in the Light, and know
the joy of angels in the possession of God.”
At this moment Injuriosus, touched by grace, exclaimed—
“Ah, sweet and simple words, the light of life eternal glances upon my
eyes! Scholastica, if you wish to hold fast to that you have resolved, I
also at your side will lead a virgin life.”
More than half reassured, and already smiling through her tears, she
said—
“Injuriosus, for a man to grant to a woman a boon such as this is a
difficult matter. But if you should procure that we keep ourselves
unspotted from the world, a part of the marriage portion which my spouse
and Lord Jesus Christ has promised to me will I give unto you.”
Then, fortified by the sign of the cross, he said—
“I shall do that which you desire.”
And clasping one another’s hands, they fell asleep.
And from that time forward, sharing the same nuptial couch, they passed
their days in unexampled chastity. After ten years of trial Scholastica
died.
According to the customs of the day, her body was borne into the
basilica, in gala dress, and with uncovered face, to the chant of
psalms, and followed by the whole populace.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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