Xviii

"Oh, I have suffered, Gerald! Oh, my God! What shame! What torture! 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!"