Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 21, 2025
Agne, however, persisted in her request till the man lost patience altogether and told her to be off at once; but at this instant three ecclesiastics came in at the door by which her friend was on guard, and Agne, collecting all her courage, went up to one of them, a priest of advanced age, and besought him urgently: "Oh! reverend Father, I beg of you to hear me.
Thus Agne was left alone in the garden with her little brother, and perceiving that no one paid any further attention to their proceedings, she fell on her knees, clasped the child closely to her and whispered: "Pray with me, Papias; pray, pray that the Lord will protect us, and that we may not be turned out of the way that leads us to our parents! Pray, as I do!"
Agne remained with her, closed her eyes, and then lived on as Dorothea had lived, in the same cave, till the fame of her sanctity spread far beyond the boundaries of Egypt.
Agne, however, persisted in her request till the man lost patience altogether and told her to be off at once; but at this instant three ecclesiastics came in at the door by which her friend was on guard, and Agne, collecting all her courage, went up to one of them, a priest of advanced age, and besought him urgently: "Oh! reverend Father, I beg of you to hear me.
The philosopher exclaimed at once: 'The very thing! and they whispered together, and called the girls and desired them to show what they could do." "And how did they perform?" asked the old man, who was growing excited. "Dada warbled like a lark, and Agne well you know how it always is. Her voice sounded lovely but it was just as usual.
"And I have never regretted it," added the old musician, "for Agne is a sweet, gentle soul. Of her voice I need say nothing, since you yourselves heard it yesterday." "And were quite delighted with it!" cried Gorgo. "If flowers could sing it would be like that!" "Well, well," said Karnis. "She has a lovely voice but she wants wings. Something what, I know not, keeps the violet rooted to the soil."
There you may live with your little brother, as free as heart can desire. To-morrow you will go with Gorgo to the temple of the goddess . . ." But Agne broke in on his speech: "No, I will not go with her!" Her cheeks were scarlet and her breath came short and fast with excitement as she went on: "I will not, I must not, I cannot!
"With these three gifts the best work is done. But as to Agne what can be further from freedom than a girl bound to service? her body, to be sure is healthy, but her spirit suffers; she can get no peace for dread of the Christian's terrors: Sin, Repentance, and Hell...." "Oh, we know how their life is ruined!" interrupted the old lady. "Was it Agne who introduced you to Mary's Asylum?"
During her absence the wounded had been conveyed to the sick-houses; one only was left whom they had not been able to move. He was lying on a mattress between two of the columns at some little distance from Agne, and the light of a lamp, standing on a medicine-chest, fell on his handsome but bloodless features.
"No," replied Agne looking down; but she hastily rose from her seat and added with some spirit: "And I do not want to know, for I am a Christian and your gods are not mine." "Well, well; your beliefs, of course, differ from ours in many points: still, I fancy that you and I have much in common.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking