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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Do you know that this rabid Bergenheim, with his round face and good- natured smile, killed three or four men while he was in the service, on account of a game of billiards or some such trivial matter?" "Requiescat in pace." "Take care that he does not cause the 'De Profundis' to be sung for you. He was called the best swords man at Saint-Cyr: he has the devil of a lunge.
And finally, a great English poet had rushed down on Venice like a raven on a corpse, to croak out in lyric poetry the first and last utterance of social man the burden of a de profundis. English poetry! Flung in the face of the city that had given birth to Italian poetry! Poor Venice!
Dacier thought of the Persian Queen crying for news of the slaughtered, with her mind on her lord and husband: 'Who is not dead? Diana exalted poets, and here was an example of the truth of one to nature, and of the poor husband's depth of feeling. They said not the same thing, but it was the same cry de profundis. He saw Redworth coming at a quick pace. Redworth raised his hand.
"And there are many other cases," said Carhaix. "Of their own accord the bells chimed when Saint Sigisbert chanted the De Profundis over the corpse of the martyr Placidus, and when the body of Saint Ennemond, Bishop of Lyons, was thrown by his murderers into a boat without oars or sails, the bells rang out, though nobody set them in motion, as the boat passed down the Saône."
But in Latin, I must allow, that owing to my imperfect knowledge of its pronunciation, and to some twitches of conscience I felt on adventuring to imitate, him by overleaping this impediment, he was able to throw me back a considerable distance in his turn; so that when we both started for a De Profundis, I was always sure to come in second.
Let's look at it!... Shall I tell you what I think of it? I'm sick of it! So is the public. They bore us with their Oremus!... There's no blood in their veins; they're like sacristans chanting Mass: their love ducts are like the De Profundis.... If I were fool enough to put on the pieces I am compelled to accept, I should ruin my theater. I accept them: that is all they can ask.
In truth, he had found him in an evil case, with his back against the oak tree, and his knights dead around him; three of the last Seljuks who lived were still hacking at him with their crooked swords, while he sang his "De profundis," for his soul's good, and used his best fence for his body's safety, hewing away like a strong man and brave, as he was, notwithstanding his faults; and he was sore spent.
Through it, too, you have heard me sing and play and laugh, and I have heard tones of sadness from your room, and exclamations in an unknown tongue, with no cheering word to comfort you and drive away your sorrow. Three days ago, about midnight, you began to sing, and that time I could follow the words, 'De profundis ad te clamavi, Domine. Don't look so surprised.
No, don't thank me: it's not worth mentioning. Good-bye, Daubrecq. And, if you should want a louis or two, to buy yourself a new decanter-stopper, drop me a line. Good-bye, Daubrecq." He walked away. He had not gone fifty steps when he heard the sound of a shot. He turned round. Daubrecq had blown his brains out. "De profundis," murmured Lupin, taking off his hat.
When I was a child, I used to think that fire-flies were the crowns of the fairies, which shone despite their wearers' invisibility: this idea was recalled to me. Hark! booming from unthought-of depths, a roar rolls up in majestic waves of echoing thunder. At this resonant burst, I tremble, I think a prayer. "They are blasting below us," cries the Colonel, de profundis.
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