Ah yes, his disillusion was complete.

The satiety following justified his lack of appetite preceding.

She revolted him, horrified him.

Was it possible to have so desired a woman, only to come to--that?
He had idealized her in his transports, he had dreamed in her eyes--he knew not what! He had wished to exalt himself with her, to rise higher than the delirious ravenings of the senses, to soar out of the world into joys supernal and unexplored.

And his dream had been shattered.