THAIS. For this let the choirs of heaven praise Him, and all the little twigs and fresh green leaves on earth, all animals, and the great waters. He is patient with us when we fall! He is generous in His gifts when we repent.
PAPHNUTIUS. He loves to be merciful. From all eternity He has preferred pardon to punishment.
SCENE XIII
THAIS. Holy father, do not leave me. Be near to comfort me in this hour of my death.
PAPHNUTIUS. I will not leave you, Thais, until your soul has taken flight to the stars, and I have buried your body.
THAIS. I feel the end is near. Brother, do not leave me!
PAPHNUTIUS. Now is the time to pray.
THAIS. O God Who made me, pity me! Grant that the soul which Thou didst breathe into me may now happily return to Thee. O God Who made me, pity me!
PAPHNUTIUS. Thais! Thais! Oh, loving humble spirit, pass to thy glory! . . . Angels lead her into Paradise! . . . O uncreated Beauty, existing in Truth without material form, grant that the divers parts of this human body now to be dissolved may return to their original elements! Grant that the soul, given from on high, may soar into light and joy, and that the body may
