_F, i, fi--n, i, ni!
Bon dieu Pere, j'ai fini...
Vous qui m'avez lant puni,
Dans ma triste vie,
Pour tant d'horribles forfaits
Que je ne commis jamais
Laissez-moi jouir en paix
De mon agonie!_
II.
_Les faveurs que je Vous dois,
Je les compte sur mes doigts:_
_Tout infirme que je sois,
Ca se fait bien vite!
Prenez patience, et comptez
Tous mes maux--puis computez
Toutes Vos severites--
Vous me tiendrez quitte!_
III.
_Ne pour souffrir, et souffrant--
Bas, honni, bete, ignorant,
Vieux, laid, chetif--et mourant
Dans mon trou sans plainte,
Je suis aussi sans desir
Autre que d'en bien finir--
Sans regret, sans repentir--
Sans espoir ni crainte!_
IV.
_Pere inflexible et jaloux,
Votre Fils est mort pour nous!
Aussi, je reste envers Vous
Si bien sans rancune,
Que je voudrais, sans facon,
Faire, au seuil de ma prison,
Quelque petite oraison ...
Je n'en sais pas une!_
V.
_J'entends sonner l'Angelus
Qui rassemble Vos Elus:
Pour moi, du bercail exclus.
C'est la mort qui sonne!
Prier ne profite rien ...
Pardonner est le seul bien:_
_C'est le Votre, et c'est le mien:
Moi, je Vous pardonne!_
VI.
_Soyez d'un egard pareil!
S'il est quelque vrai sommeil
Sans ni reve, ni reveil,
Ouvrez-m'en la porte--
Faites que l'immense Oubli
Couvre, sous un dernier pli,
Dans mon corps enseveli,
Ma conscience morte!_
Oh me duffer! What a hopeless failure was I in all things, little and
big.
Part Three
[Illustration]
I had no friends but the Lintots and their friends. "Les amis de nos
amis sont nos amis!"
My cousin Alfred had gone into the army, like his father before him. My
cousin Charlie had gone into the Church, and we had drifted completely
apart. My grandmother was dead. My Aunt Plunket, a great invalid, lived
in Florence. Her daughter, Madge, was in India, happily married to a
young soldier who is now a most distinguished general.
The Lintots held their heads high as representatives of a liberal
profession, and an old Pentonville family. People were generally
exclusive in those days--an exclusiveness that was chiefly kept up by
the ladies. There were charmed circles even in Pentonville.
Among the most exclusive were the Lintots. Let us hope, in common
justice, that those they excluded were at least able to exclude others.
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