appeared to me a young man, beautiful yet terrible, who reverently covered the corpse again. From his flaming face and breast burning coals flew out, and one of them, falling on me, touched my face. I heard a voice say, "Callimachus, die to live!" It was then I breathed my last.
JOHN. Oh, heavenly grace! God delights not in the damnation of the wicked.
CALLIMACHUS. You have heard the dreadful tale of my temptation. I beg you not to delay the merciful remedy.
JOHN. I will not delay it.
CALLIMACHUS. I am overwhelmed by the thought of my abominable crime. I repent with my whole heart, and bewail my sin.
JOHN. That is but right, for a great fault must be atoned for by a great repentance.
CALLIMACHUS. Oh, if I could lay bare my heart and show you the bitter anguish I suffer, you would pity me!
JOHN. Not so. Rather does your suffering fill me with joy, for I know that it will be your salvation.
CALLIMACHUS. I loathe the delights of the flesh, and all the sins of my past life.
JOHN. That is well.
CALLIMACHUS. I truly repent my foul deed.
JOHN. Again that is well.
CALLIMACHUS. I am filled with such remorse
