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"Proficiscere, anima Christiana, de hoc mundo!" She was playing that, and the stretched figure in the long chair was listening to it. At that moment Isaacson felt glad that he had come to Egypt glad in a new way. "Go forth ... go from this world!" Almost he heard the deep and irreparable voice of the priest, and in the music there was disintegration. In it the atoms parted.
And there was an open piano! He went over to it and bent down. "Proficiscere, anima Christiana, de hoc mundo! Go forth upon thy journey, Christian soul! Go from this world!" So she loved "Gerontius," that intimate musical expression of the wonder and the strangeness of the Soul! He did not remember he had told her that he loved it. He stood gazing at the score.
Bella Donna had not seen him, had not, without seeing him, divined his presence. He might go while she played, and she would never know he had been there eavesdropping in the night. No one would ever know. And to-morrow, with the sun, he could come back openly, defying her request. He could come back boldly and ask for his friend. "Proficiscere, anima Christiana, de hoc mundo!"
A crucifix was in the old man's hands; but his eyes were bright with fever, and his fingers every now and then relaxed, and then tightened their hold again on the cool silver of the figure of the crucified Saviour. His lips were moving tremulously, and his ruddy old face was pale now. The priest's voice went on steadily; the struggle was beginning. "Proficiscere, anima christiana, de hoc mundo.
Lord Blandamer, who stood near, caught a word or two of the commendatory prayer for the dying, the "Proficiscere," and "liliata rutilantium," that showed how Abbot Vinnicomb's tower lived in the hearts of those that abode under its shadow. And all the while the white dust kept pouring out of the side of the wounded fabric; the sands of the hour-glass were running down apace.
To-night I feel when you were playing 'Gerontius' I felt that that I must soon go. 'Proficiscere, anima Christiana, de hoc mundo' I felt as if somewhere that was being said to me." "Nigel!" "It's strange that I, who've always loved the sun, should be knocked over by the sun, isn't it? Strange that what one loves should destroy one!" "But but that's not true, Nigel.
He thought of his first visit to her, the open piano, "Proficiscere, anima Christiana," "The Scarlet Letter," and her quotation. What had she been thinking while she played Elgar's curiously unearthly music, while she read Hawthorne's pitiful book? She had been using art, no doubt, as so many use it, as a means of escape from life.
At the end of the Act of Contrition, he said, with great humility and confidence, “Col rostro adjuto” and expressed his Christian hope, saying, “In Domumm Domini ibimus.” As the cardinal, bathed in tears, hesitated to pronounce the words of final adieu—“Proficiscere anima Christiana” —the Holy Father inspired the courage so necessary at the hour of separation, be, himself uttering the words, “Si Proficiscere.” He must bless, once more, the Sacred College, the members of which were all kneeling around him.
Chepstow's sitting-room at the Savoy was decorated with pink and green in pale hues which suited well her present scheme of colour. In it there was a little rosewood piano. Upon that piano's music-desk, on the following day, stood a copy of Elgar's "Dream of Gerontius," open at the following words: "Proficiscere, anima Christiana, de hoc mundo! Go forth upon thy journey, Christian soul!
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