It is worth meditating on the contrast between Sarpi's and Bruno's deaths.

Sarpi died with the consolations of religion on his bed in the convent which had been his life-long home.

Bruno was burned alive, with eyes averted from the crucifix in bitter scorn, after seven and a half years spent in the prisons of the Inquisition.

Sarpi exhaled his last breath amid sympathizing friends, in the service of a grateful country.

Bruno panted his death-pangs of suffocation and combustion out, surrounded by menacing Dominicans, in the midst of hostile Rome celebrating her triumphant jubilee.