Kitap · I Promessi Sposi
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Yazar: Alessandro Manzoni
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The countenance and manner of Frederick breathed celestial purity
and love, in accordance with the vows which came from his mouth.
The Unknown felt the stormy emotions of his soul gradually
calming under such heavenly influence, and giving place to
sentiments of deep and profound interest. His eyes, which from
infancy "had been unused to tears, became swoln;" and burying his
face in his hands, he wept the reply he could not utter.
"Great and good God!" cried Frederick, raising his hands and eyes
to heaven, "what have I ever done-I, thy unprofitable
servant-that thou shouldst have invited me to this banquet of thy
grace,-that thou shouldst have thought me worthy of being thy
instrument to the accomplishment of such a miracle!" So saying,
he extended his hand to take that of the Unknown.
"No!" cried he; "no! Approach me not! Pollute not that innocent
and beneficent hand! You know not what deeds have been committed
by the hand you would place within your own!"
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