o! the Lord will have mercy; for,
alas! the seven descendants of my sister are at last all united in this
city. And must I bring death to them? Death! instead of that immediate
assistance they stand so much in need of? For that woman who, like
myself, wanders from one end of the world into the other, has gone now on
her everlasting journey, after having confounded their enemies' plots. In
vain did she foretell that great evils still threatened those who are
akin to me through my sister's blood. The unseen hand by which I am led,
drives that woman away from me, even as though it were a whirlwind that
swept her on. In vain she entreated and implored at the moment she was
leaving those who are so dear to me.--At least, 0 Lord, permit me to stay
until I shall have finished my task! Onward! A few days, for mercy's
sake, only a few days! Onward! I leave these whom I am protecting on the
very brink of an abyss! Onward! Onward!! And the wandering star is
launched afresh on its perpetual course. But her voice traversed through
space, calling me to the assistance of my own! When her voice reached me
I felt that the offspring of my sister were still exposed to fearful
dangers: those dangers are still increasing. Oh, say, say, Lord! shall
the descendants of my sister escape those woes which for so many
centuries have oppressed my race? Wilt Thou pardon me in them? Wilt Thou
punish me in them? Oh! lead them, that they may obey the last wishes of
their ancestor. Guide them, that they may join their charitable hearts,
their powerful strength, their best wisdom, and their immense wealth, and
work together for the future happiness of mankind, thereby, perhaps,
enabled to ransom me from my eternal penalties. Let those divine words of
the Son of Man, 'Love ye one another!' be their only aim; and by the
assistance of their all-powerful words, let them contend against and
vanquish those false priests who have trampled on the precepts of love,
of peace, and hope commanded by the Saviour, setting up in their stead
the precepts of hatred, violence, and despair. Those false shepherds,
supported ay the powerful and wealthy of the world, who in all times have
been their accomplices, instead of asking here below a little happiness
for my brethren, who have been suffering and groaning for centuries, dare
to utter, in Thy name, O Lord! that the poor must always be doomed to the
tortures of this world, and that it is criminal in Thine eyes that they
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