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BOS A FERRUCGI. 235
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« Honiliab, As We Have Now Become With, ...
Whoever has received a ray Into Ms heart is bound , if I may say so , But to let alas its ! divine this beautiful breath be life felt was by drawing every one to its . " close . We should
, imag times ine hav that e crossed the thoug the mind ht , This of < l Gaetano is too perfect _" for there to last are , " must few
somemen to whom it Is given to have a visible , angel lingering at among their side . 1857 "was to have been the year of her marriage . Towards
the end of the . preceding year we find her thus speaking of her future : —
" Next year we shall go together Into the country . If you only knew how I love your mountainswith their grand pinestheir
flowers , their rivulets , and their green , summits ! I always r , emember the moment when I left them . It was a November morning .
The faint rays of the sun , veiled by clouds , shed a pale light on the horizon , the leaves fell from the trees , the snow of the day before
still covered the mountain tops . AH was Nature ' s solitude and sadness . Who could have told me , then , that to this melancholy
place , which I left as a child , I should return with you , a happy bride ? " On New Year ' s-day her thoughts were still full of the calm ,
peaceful joy which characterized her ; but on January 21 st she wrote as follows : — " Truly we must always be ready to die when
and how God wills , and to love Hini infinitely more than all earthly thingswhich pass away with our frail existence . Our immortal
, souls are not inade for earth , where everything is brief , changing , and passing away ; the very depths of our nature ask for Heaven .
For me , living or dying , in this world or the next , I will be always thinemy Gaetanoin the love which God knows and blesses . "
, , Little did " Gaetano , " as he perused these touching words , guess the depth of their import . They were to be his comfort through a
long and lonely future , for they closed the correspondence . The hand of Bosa Ferrucci never traced another line .
Hitherto to her might have been said , " No shade has come between
Thee and the sun ; Like Th life has g childish run . " dream y
But now came another voice : — " From out thy joyous days hou must
Tdepart , And leaving all behind To C j oin the forth chosen , alone band ,
Around the throne . " * With , the exception of the loss of one or two young friends , tlie
shadow of death had never come near Rosa . She seems to have had none of those minor cares of life which mar the spirits : all who
knew her loved her , and to her light even temperament and culti-* Adelaide Procter .
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Bos A Ferrucgi. 235
BOS A _FERRUCGI . 235
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Dec. 1, 1861, page 235, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01121861/page/19/
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