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"
He
that
overcometh
shall
inherit
all
things
;
and
I
will
be
his
God
,
and
he
shall
be
my
son
.
But
,
"
was
slowly
,
distinctly
read
,
"
the
fearful
,
the
unbelieving
,
etc.
,
shall
have
their
part
in
the
lake
which
burneth
with
fire
and
brimstone
,
which
is
the
second
death
.
"
Henceforward
,
I
knew
what
fate
St.
John
feared
for
me
.
A
calm
,
subdued
triumph
,
blent
with
a
longing
earnestness
,
marked
his
enunciation
of
the
last
glorious
verses
of
that
chapter
.
The
reader
believed
his
name
was
already
written
in
the
Lamb
's
book
of
life
,
and
he
yearned
after
the
hour
which
should
admit
him
to
the
city
to
which
the
kings
of
the
earth
bring
their
glory
and
honour
;
which
has
no
need
of
sun
or
moon
to
shine
in
it
,
because
the
glory
of
God
lightens
it
,
and
the
Lamb
is
the
light
thereof
.
In
the
prayer
following
the
chapter
,
all
his
energy
gathered
--
all
his
stern
zeal
woke
:
he
was
in
deep
earnest
,
wrestling
with
God
,
and
resolved
on
a
conquest
.
He
supplicated
strength
for
the
weak-hearted
;
guidance
for
wanderers
from
the
fold
:
a
return
,
even
at
the
eleventh
hour
,
for
those
whom
the
temptations
of
the
world
and
the
flesh
were
luring
from
the
narrow
path
.
He
asked
,
he
urged
,
he
claimed
the
boon
of
a
brand
snatched
from
the
burning
.
Earnestness
is
ever
deeply
solemn
:
first
,
as
I
listened
to
that
prayer
,
I
wondered
at
his
;
then
,
when
it
continued
and
rose
,
I
was
touched
by
it
,
and
at
last
awed
.
He
felt
the
greatness
and
goodness
of
his
purpose
so
sincerely
:
others
who
heard
him
plead
for
it
,
could
not
but
feel
it
too
.
The
prayer
over
,
we
took
leave
of
him
:
he
was
to
go
at
a
very
early
hour
in
the
morning
.
Diana
and
Mary
having
kissed
him
,
left
the
room
--
in
compliance
,
I
think
,
with
a
whispered
hint
from
him
:
I
tendered
my
hand
,
and
wished
him
a
pleasant
journey
.
"
Thank
you
,
Jane
.
As
I
said
,
I
shall
return
from
Cambridge
in
a
fortnight
:
that
space
,
then
,
is
yet
left
you
for
reflection
.
If
I
listened
to
human
pride
,
I
should
say
no
more
to
you
of
marriage
with
me
;
but
I
listen
to
my
duty
,
and
keep
steadily
in
view
my
first
aim
--
to
do
all
things
to
the
glory
of
God
.
My
Master
was
long-suffering
:
so
will
I
be
.
I
can
not
give
you
up
to
perdition
as
a
vessel
of
wrath
:
repent
--
resolve
,
while
there
is
yet
time
.
Remember
,
we
are
bid
to
work
while
it
is
day
--
warned
that
'
the
night
cometh
when
no
man
shall
work
.
'
Remember
the
fate
of
Dives
,
who
had
his
good
things
in
this
life
.
God
give
you
strength
to
choose
that
better
part
which
shall
not
be
taken
from
you
!
"
He
laid
his
hand
on
my
head
as
he
uttered
the
last
words
.
He
had
spoken
earnestly
,
mildly
:
his
look
was
not
,
indeed
,
that
of
a
lover
beholding
his
mistress
,
but
it
was
that
of
a
pastor
recalling
his
wandering
sheep
--
or
better
,
of
a
guardian
angel
watching
the
soul
for
which
he
is
responsible
.
All
men
of
talent
,
whether
they
be
men
of
feeling
or
not
;
whether
they
be
zealots
,
or
aspirants
,
or
despots
--
provided
only
they
be
sincere
--
have
their
sublime
moments
,
when
they
subdue
and
rule
.
I
felt
veneration
for
St.
John
--
veneration
so
strong
that
its
impetus
thrust
me
at
once
to
the
point
I
had
so
long
shunned
.
I
was
tempted
to
cease
struggling
with
him
--
to
rush
down
the
torrent
of
his
will
into
the
gulf
of
his
existence
,
and
there
lose
my
own
.
I
was
almost
as
hard
beset
by
him
now
as
I
had
been
once
before
,
in
a
different
way
,
by
another
.
I
was
a
fool
both
times
.
To
have
yielded
then
would
have
been
an
error
of
principle
;
to
have
yielded
now
would
have
been
an
error
of
judgment
.
So
I
think
at
this
hour
,
when
I
look
back
to
the
crisis
through
the
quiet
medium
of
time
:
I
was
unconscious
of
folly
at
the
instant
.
