When he thought of giving her up, his mind was still more deeply disturbed.
"Oh, that I could forget!" he exclaimed, while this struggle was in progress.

"Of what avail is this turning over of the leaves of a long passed history?
I erred--sadly erred! But repentance is now too late.

Why, then should my whole existence be cursed for a single error?
Ah, me! thou not satisfied, departed one?
Is it, indeed, from the presence of thy spirit that I am troubled?
My heart sinks at the thought.

But no, no! Thou wert too good to visit pain upon any; much less upon one who, thou false to thee, thou didst so tenderly love." But, upon this state there came a natural re-action.

A peaceful calm succeeded the storm.