Yet I will not die; alas! how dare I go where I may meet Diana, when I have disobeyed her last request; her last words said in a faint voice when all feeling but love, which survives all things else was already dead, she then bade me make her child happy: that thought alone gives a double sting to death.

I will wander away from you, away from all life--in the solitude I shall seek I alone shall breathe of human kind.

I must endure life; and as it is my duty so I shall untill the grave dreaded yet desired, receive me free from pain: for while I feel it will be pain that must make up the whole sum of my sensations.

Is not this a fearful curse that I labour under?
Do I not look forward to a miserable future?
My child, if after this life I am permitted to see you again, if pain can purify the heart, mine will be pure: if remorse may expiate guilt, I shall be guiltless.
* * * * * ["]I have been at the door of your chamber: every thing is silent.

You sleep.