volume02-第25章
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an Army。 There was no want of generosity in his nature： The Wretched never failed to find in him a compassionate Auditor： His abilities were quick and shining； and his judgment； vast； solid； and decisive。 With such qualifications He would have been an ornament to his Country： That He possessed them； He had given proofs in his earliest infancy； and his Parents had beheld his dawning virtues with the fondest delight and admiration。 Unfortunately； while yet a Child He was deprived of those Parents。 He fell into the power of a Relation whose only wish about him was never to hear of him more； For that purpose He gave him in charge to his Friend； the former Superior of the Capuchins。 The Abbot； a very Monk； used all his endeavours to persuade the Boy that happiness existed not without the walls of a Convent。 He succeeded fully。 To deserve admittance into the order of St。 Francis was Ambrosio's highest ambition。 His Instructors carefully repressed those virtues whose grandeur and disinterestedness were ill…suited to the Cloister。 Instead of universal benevolence； He adopted a selfish partiality for his own particular establishment： He was taught to consider compassion for the errors of Others as a crime of the blackest dye： The noble frankness of his temper was exchanged for servile humility； and in order to break his natural spirit； the Monks terrified his young mind by placing before him all the horrors with which Superstition could furnish them： They painted to him the torments of the Damned in colours the most dark； terrible； and fantastic； and threatened him at the slightest fault with eternal perdition。 No wonder that his imagination constantly dwelling upon these fearful objects should have rendered his character timid and apprehensive。 Add to this； that his long absence from the great world； and total unacquaintance with the common dangers of life； made him form of them an idea far more dismal than the reality。 While the Monks were busied in rooting out his virtues and narrowing his sentiments； they allowed every vice which had fallen to his share to arrive at full perfection。 He was suffered to be proud； vain； ambitious； and disdainful： He was jealous of his Equals； and despised all merit but his own： He was implacable when offended； and cruel in his revenge。 Still in spite of the pains taken to pervert them； his natural good qualities would occasionally break through the gloom cast over them so carefully：
At such times the contest for superiority between his real and acquired character was striking and unaccountable to those unacquainted with his original disposition。 He pronounced the most severe sentences upon Offenders； which； the moment after； Compassion induced him to mitigate： He undertook the most daring enterprizes； which the fear of their consequences soon obliged him to abandon： His inborn genius darted a brilliant light upon subjects the most obscure； and almost instantaneously his Superstition replunged them in darkness more profound than that from which they had just been rescued。 His Brother Monks； regarding him as a Superior Being； remarked not this contradiction in their Idol's conduct。 They were persuaded that what He did must be right； and supposed him to have good reasons for changing his resolutions。 The fact was； that the different sentiments with which Education and Nature had inspired him were combating in his bosom： It remained for his passions； which as yet no opportunity had called into play； to decide the victory。 Unfortunately his passions were the very worst Judges； to whom He could possibly have applied。 His monastic seclusion had till now been in his favour； since it gave him no room for discovering his bad qualities。 The superiority of his talents raised him too far above his Companions to permit his being jealous of them： His exemplary piety； persuasive eloquence； and pleasing manners had secured him universal Esteem； and consequently He had no injuries to revenge： His Ambition was justified by his acknowledged merit； and his pride considered as no more than proper confidence。 He never saw； much less conversed with； the other sex： He was ignorant of the pleasures in Woman's power to bestow； and if He read in the course of his studies
'That Men were fond； He smiled； and wondered how！'
For a time； spare diet； frequent watching； and severe penance cooled and represt the natural warmth of his constitution： But no sooner did opportunity present itself； no sooner did He catch a glimpse of joys to which He was still a Stranger； than Religion's barriers were too feeble to resist the overwhelming torrent of his desires。 All impediments yielded before the force of his temperament； warm； sanguine； and voluptuous in the excess。
As yet his other passions lay dormant； But they only needed to be once awakened； to display themselves with violence as great and irresistible。
He continued to be the admiration of Madrid。 The Enthusiasm created by his eloquence seemed rather to increase than diminish。
Every Thursday； which was the only day when He appeared in public； the Capuchin Cathedral was crowded with Auditors； and his discourse was always received with the same approbation。 He was named Confessor to all the chief families in Madrid； and no one was counted fashionable who was injoined penance by any other than Ambrosio。 In his resolution of never stirring out of his Convent； He still persisted。 This circumstance created a still greater opinion of his sanctity and self…denial。 Above all； the Women sang forth his praises loudly； less influenced by devotion than by his noble countenance； majestic air； and well…turned； graceful figure。 The Abbey door was thronged with Carriages from morning to night； and the noblest and fairest Dames of Madrid confessed to the Abbot their secret peccadilloes。
The eyes of the luxurious Friar devoured their charms： Had his Penitents consulted those Interpreters； He would have needed no other means of expressing his desires。 For his misfortune； they were so strongly persuaded of his continence； that the possibility of his harbouring indecent thoughts never once entered their imaginations。 The climate's heat； 'tis well known； operates with no small influence upon the constitutions of the Spanish Ladies： But the most abandoned would have thought it an easier task to inspire with passion the marble Statue of St。 Francis than the cold and rigid heart of the immaculate Ambrosio。
On his part； the Friar was little acquainted with the depravity of the world； He suspected not that but few of his Penitents would have rejected his addresses。 Yet had He been better instructed on this head； the danger attending such an attempt would have sealed up his lips in silence。 He knew that it would be difficult for a Woman to keep a secret so strange and so important as his frailty； and He even trembled lest Matilda should betray him。 Anxious to preserve a reputation which was infinitely dear to him； He saw all the risque of committing it to the power of some vain giddy Female； and as the Beauties of Madrid affected only his senses without touching his heart； He forgot them as soon as they were out of his sight。 The danger of discovery； the fear of being repulsed； the loss of reputation； all these considerations counselled him to stifle his desires： And though He now felt for it the most perfect indifference； He was necessitated to confine himself to Matilda's person。
One morning； the confluence of Penitents was greater than usual。 He was detained in the Confessional Chair till a late hour。 At length the crowd was dispatched； and He prepared to quit the Chapel； when two Females entered and drew near him with humility。 They threw up their veils； and the youngest entreated him to listen to her for a few moments。 The melody of her voice； of that voice to which no Man ever listened without interest； immediately caught Ambrosio's attention。 He stopped。 The Petitioner seemed bowed down with affliction： Her cheeks were pale； her eyes dimmed with tears； and her hair fell in disorder over her face and bosom。 Still her countenance was so sweet； so innocent； so heavenly； as might have charmed an heart less susceptible； than that whi
