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Updated: May 22, 2025
But when his brother reminded him that this was the morning of a high holiday, and that, setting aside all other business or pleasure, he ought to go to the Monastery and shrive himself before Father Eustace, who would that day occupy the confessional, pride stepped in and confirmed his wavering resolution.
Then, as his breath grew feebler, he called impatiently, "Shrive me! shrive me!" "Let me know at least what this secret concerns?" suggested the Padre insinuatingly. "Shrive me first," said the dying man.
"Dead!" he cried, and began to shrive his passing soul, or so it seemed. "Dead," repeated Emlyn, "and a gallant death!" "Dead!" wailed Cicely, in so terrible a voice that all below heard it. "Dead, dead!" and sank senseless on Emlyn's breast. At that moment the rest of the roof fell in, hiding the tower in spouts and veils of flame. Here they might not stay if they would live.
"Santa Maria!" he exclaimed, crossing himself, and awkward under the unaccustomed sense of an overwhelming compassion. "The Holy Mother must shrive me for breaking my vow, for if San Marco and San Teodoro would give me a place between them before the matins ring again mistaking me for a traitor I cannot take thee from Venice. We will return," and already the gondola was yielding to his stroke.
Hereward understood his meaning, though not his words. "Tell him," he said to Martin, "that fight I must, and tell him that shrive me he must, and that quickly.
Yankee Sam dying, and he to hear his last confession, he the priest to shrive him, he the preacher to console him! The boy lifted up his first true prayer for months, and followed the man upstairs to a low garret room, where the door closed behind him and left him alone with a weak old man lying on a low bed, his eyes shining in the dim candle-light with an unnatural glare.
"What I need to do is to shrive myself, I guess, and then get up an inquisition, with myself as chief inquisitor." Marjie, studying the pictures in the burning coals, said nothing. O'mie also sat silent for a time. "Marjie," he said at length, "when you see things goin' all wrong end to, and you know what's behind 'em, drivin' 'em wrong, what's your rale Presbyterian duty then?
Eve, awake at last, sent up shriek after shriek; Sir Andrew bending over the two fallen men, the murderer and the murdered, began to shrive them swiftly ere the last beat of life should have left their pulses. His father, brothers, and Grey Dick clustered round Hugh and lifted him. The fox-faced priest, Nicholas, whispered quick words into the ears of Acour and his knights.
I thank Thee!" I entered, and crossing to his side, I went down on my knees beside him. Without giving me time to speak, he clutched my arm with one of his clammy hands, and raised himself painfully upon his elbow, his eyes burning with the fever that was in him. "A priest!" he gasped. "Get me a priest! Oh, if you would be saved from the flames of everlasting Hell, get me a priest to shrive me.
And then, with a repenting of those sins that bite thy conscience, knock on thy breast and say a Pater noster with Ave Maria, on thy knees, and soon in the morning shrive thee of those sins. And if thou doest thus, I hope the fiend shall be afeared to tempt thee, for thou art under GOD'S ward, whilst thou bearest thee thus.
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