BODY.
"Adieu, then, O my life! since thus it must be. May God lead you to the place where you desire to be.
"You will be ever awake and I sleeping in the grave. Keep me in mind, and hasten your return.
"But tell me, why is it thus that you are so gay and glad at leaving me, and yet I am so sad?"
SOUL.
"I have so exchanged thorns for roses, and gall for sweetest honey."
Then, joyous as a lark, the soul mounts, mounts, mounts, ever upwards towards heaven. When she reaches heaven, she knocks at the gate, and humbly asks my lord S. Peter to let her enter in.
"O you, my lord S. Peter! who are so kind, will you not receive me into the Paradise of Jesus?"
S. PETER.
"Truly thou shalt enter into the Paradise of Jesus, who, when thou wast on earth, didst receive him into thy dwelling."