The boy then being stilled from weeping, Euodius took up the
Psalter, and began to sing, our whole house answering him, the
Psalm, I will sing of mercy and judgments to Thee, O Lord. But hearing
what we were doing, many brethren and religious women came together;
and whilst they (whose office it was) made ready for the burial, as
the manner is, I (in a part of the house, where I might properly),
together with those who thought not fit to leave me, discoursed upon
something fitting the time; and by this balm of truth assuaged that
torment, known to Thee, they unknowing and listening intently, and
conceiving me to be without all sense of sorrow. But in Thy ears,
where none of them heard, I blamed the weakness of my feelings, and
refrained my flood of grief, which gave way a little unto me; but
again came, as with a tide, yet not so as to burst out into tears, nor
to change of countenance; still I knew what I was keeping down in my
heart. And being very much displeased that these human things had such
power over me, which in the due order and appointment of our natural
condition must needs come to pass, with a new grief I grieved for my
grief, and was thus worn by a double sorrow.
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