Chapter 35 Chapter Thirty

after evening prayer They explored the maze twice and reached the threshold of "The End of Africa", but they couldn't get in because they didn't know what "the first and seventh of the four" meant.Adso suffers from lovesickness Visiting the library is a time-consuming task. To describe it in words, our verification is very simple, but read the inscriptions with a weak light, write down the positions of the passages and empty walls on the map, and write the first letter Going down, passing through countless passages and obstacles, going back and forth, is really tiring.

It was very cold.It was not very windy that night, and we didn't hear the whispers that troubled us so much the first night, but the cold and damp air came straight in through the narrow gap.We wore woolen gloves so that our hands would not become numb after touching too many books.But these gloves are worn when writing in winter, and the fingertips are exposed. Sometimes we have to put our hands near the flame, or press them tightly to our chest, or clasp our hands while walking around half frozen. . For this reason, we did not do the whole thing in one go.We stopped now and then to look at the bookshelves, and now William - with his new spectacles on the bridge of his nose - could wander about, reading books, giving a yelp of joy when he saw a title, not because he knew what it was. This book is because he has been looking for that book for a long time, or because he has never heard of that book before, so he is very excited.

In short, each book was to him like a rare animal he had seen in a strange land.When he flipped through one manuscript, he told me to look for another. "Look at what's on that bookshelf!" I read one by one: "Bede's "Testimonies of History" is also written by Bede's "The Architecture of Heaven", "The Chosen Land", "The Birth of the East", "St. The Muse of Reason"..." "Naturally, the complete works of the Church of Rome... Look at these! "Relationships of Rhetoric", "Recognition of Rhetoric". There are also many works of grammarians, Priscian, Honoret, Du Nato, Vedolina, Metrolles, Eutyga, Schweizer, Phokas, Aspers...strange, at first I thought it was all written by English writers...Let's see below... ..."

"Hisperica...famina. What is this?" "A poem from Hiberia. Listen: "'Hoc spurnans mundanas obvallat Pelagus oras terrestres amniosis fluctibus cuditvmargines. Saxeas undosis molibus irruit avionias. Infima bomboso vertice miscet glareas asprifero spergit spumas sulco, sonoreis frequent quatiur flabrs...'” I didn't understand the meaning of the poem, but William read it aloud, and one felt like hearing the waves and the rolling of the waves. "What about this? Oldham, Maymesbury. Listen to this page: 'Primitus pantomm procerum poematorum pio postissimum paternoque pressertim privilege poetry passim prosatori sub polo promulgatas'...every word begins with the same one letter!"

"People on our island are a little crazy," William said proudly. "Let's look at another bookshelf." "Virgil" "How could there be a book by Virgil? Which one? The Agricultural Poems?" "No, it's Typical. I've never heard of it." "This is Virgil of Toulouse! He's a rhetorician, from the sixth century. People think he's a great philosopher..." "He says art is poetry, rhetoric, grammar, charm, dialect, geometry ... but in what language does he write? "Latin. A Latin of his own making. But he thinks it's a more beautiful language. You see here, he says astronomy is the study of the signs of the zodiac, including..."

"Is he crazy?" "I don't know. He's not English. Listen to this again, and he says there are twelve ways to name fire: fire, conflagration, flame, campfire, torch, lightning, bright light, funeral pyre, symbolic fire, Rage, thunder, coals." "But no one talks like that!" "No! But in those days the grammarians entertained themselves with esoteric questions in order to forget the evil world. I have heard that in those days the rhetoricians Garbandus and Terentius, for the sake of the 'self' The vocative case of the word was debated for fifteen days and fifteen nights, until at last they turned on each other—with arms."

"And this one, listen..." I picked up a book, on which I drew a maze surrounded by bushes, with monkeys and snakes sticking their heads out of it: "Listen to these words: cantamen collamen, gongelamen, stemiamen, Plasmemen, sonerus, alboreus, gaudifluus, glaucicumus..." "My countrymen," said William softly, "don't be too hard on those Irish monks. After all, this abbey probably owes its existence, and we still talk about the Holy Roman Empire, to them. At that time, the rest of Europe was in ruins. One day they declared that the baptisms performed by certain priests in Gaul were invalid because they did it 'in an ignorant and heretical way' - not because they performed it new heresies, or that Jesus was a woman, but because they know nothing of Latin."

"Is it like Salvatore?" ※Bandhammer Academyの重学E Book※ "Almost. The Vikings from the north came down the river and plundered Rome. The pagan temples were in ruins, and the Christian churches didn't exist. Only the Irish monks, who used to be in the monastery, wrote and read, Read and write, and adorn books, and then they jump into boats, sail these lands, and convert them to Christianity, as if your countrymen were unbelievers. Do you understand? You have been to Bobbio, where it is Founded by St. Columba, one of the Irish monks. So don't blame them for inventing a new Latin, because then no one in Europe knew the old Latin. They were great men. St. Brendan Arriving at the Holy Isles, sailing along the shores of hell, he saw Judas chained to a rock in hell. One day he landed on one of the islands, and when he came ashore he met a sea-monster. Naturally they were all a little mad." He Repeated with satisfaction.

"These patterns are... I couldn't believe my eyes! So many colors!" I exclaimed in surprise. "From a land that doesn't have many colors, just a bit of blue, and a lot of green. But we don't have time to stand here and discuss the books of the Irish monks. I just want to know why they are mixed with the writings of the English and other State Grammarists put together here. Look at your diagram, where are we now?" "In the room in the west tower. I have written down the writing on the wall. So, we leave the windowless room and enter the heptagonal room. There is only one passage to a certain room in the tower. The letter of the room is It's a red 'H. Then we went from room to room, around the tower, and back into the windowless room. The series of letters spelled... You guessed it right! It's HIBERNI— Ireland!"

"HIBERNIA, from the room without windows to the heptagonal room, there is an 'A', the correct spelling in Ireland. Like other heptagonal rooms, 'A' stands for 'Apocalypsis, Apocalypse. So here are the northernmost writers, but also rhetoricians and grammarians, because whoever designed the library thought that the grammarian should be listed with the Irish grammarian, even though he was from Toulouse. This is a kind of standard. Lo and behold, we're beginning to understand." "But the room in the east tower, where we came in, spells FONS... what does that mean?"

"Look carefully at your map. In progressive order, read the letter of each connected room." "EONS ADAEU..." "No, it's Fons Adae. 'U' is the second windowless room to the east, I remember. Maybe that's the beginning of another set of words. Foes Adae, which means heaven on earth, what we see there Where are the books (remember the room facing the Altar of the Rising Sun)?" "There's a lot of Bibles out there, and commentaries on the Bibles—only books that relate to the Bible." "So, you see, the word of God fits the heaven on earth, and people say that the heaven on earth is far away in the east. And here, to the west, is Ireland." "Then the division of the library matches the world map?" "It is possible. And the books are arranged according to their country of origin, or the place of birth of the author. The librarians passed it down from generation to generation. The grammarian Virgil was born in Toulouse, which is actually wrong. He should have been born in the western islands. They corrected the error of nature." We continued on, passing a series of rooms, one of which was where I had had visions.In fact, we saw the flames again in the distance.William ran forward holding his nose and turned off the fire.We walked quickly through that room just to be safe, but I remembered that there I had seen the Book of Revelations painted in many colors, with beautiful unicorns and dragons.We connected the letters of these rooms again, starting from the room we entered last, where a red "Y" was written, and then read it backwards, and got the word "YSPANIA".But the "A" at the end is the last letter of "HIBERNIA". Some rooms contain books of mixed nature, William said. At any rate, the area of ​​"YSPANIA" seemed to house many ancient manuscripts of the Book of Revelation, all of such exquisite work that William recognized even Spanish art.We speculate that the library may contain many Apostles' Creeds from Christian countries, as well as a large number of commentaries on the Book of Revelation.There are many books extolling the Apocalypse, all written by Bitus of Liberna.The contents of the book are similar, but the illustrations in the book are varied and very vivid. William can see that some of the paintings are by the greatest book decorators in Asturias, Spain: Mézier, Fécond and others. While we were thinking about it, we came to the south tower, where we had been the night before. The room with the "S" in Yspania - no window - leads to a room with the "E".We then gradually made our way around the five rooms of the tower until we reached the last room with no other access, its letter "L" in red.We went back and read it again and came up with "LEONES". "Leones: South. On our map it is in Africa, hic sunt leones. This explains why we find many books written by pagan authors." "There's more." I rummaged through the bookshelves and said, "This manuscript of Avicenna's 'Canon' has beautiful calligraphy on it that I can't recognize..." ※ "From its decor, I think it is a copy, but unfortunately I don't know Arabic." ", pagan classic, a pagan book..." "A book of wisdom, though different from ours. But you see why they put it here, with the lions. That's why we see those terrible animals in that book, Including the unicorn you saw. The books in this area called LEONES are books that the librarians think are false. What's there?" "These are also in Latin, but from Arabia. Ayub al-Halouwe, Treatise on Rabies, this book is about treasures. This is Hassan's Vision..." "You see, in the books of monsters and delusions, they also put scientific works for Christians to study. That's what they thought when the library was first established. It was for Christians to study. After the library was established At first, they thought so..." "But why are they also putting a book with unicorns in the book of vanity?" I asked. "Obviously the founders of the library had very strange ideas. They must have believed that this book about rare birds and beasts in a distant land was part of a catalog of lies spread by heretics..." "But is the unicorn also a lie? It is the loveliest animal and a symbol of nobility. It represents Christ and chastity. It can only be caught by placing a virgin in the forest. When it smells her most When it smells the scent of innocence, it will come forward, lay its head on her lap, and fall into the trap of the hunter." "The legend is so, yes, Adso. But there are many who prefer to believe that it is a fable, a pagan invention." "What a disappointment," I said. "I've been hoping I'd come across one just as I was walking through the woods. What's the fun of going through the woods?" "No one dares to say that this animal does not exist. Perhaps it is just different from the pictures in these books. A Venetian traveler went to a far away place, near the "Paradise Spring" written on the map. ' and he saw unicorns. But he found them rough and clumsy, and ugly and black. That was probably the kind of animal the sages of old faithfully described. They could never quite be mistaken, And God gave them the opportunity to see things we have never seen. Then their descriptions, passed down from generation to generation, were deformed by many excessive imaginations, so that the unicorn became a fantasy animal, white and gentle. So If you hear of unicorns in a certain forest, never go there with a virgin, that animal may be closer to the description of the Venetian than to the description in this book." "Then did God reveal the unicorn's true nature to the ancient sages?" "It's not a show, it's experience. They were lucky, born in a place with unicorns, or in their time, unicorns grew on our land." "How can we rest assured that the wisdom of the ancients will be fabricated or exaggerated as it is passed on from generation to generation?" "Writing books is not meant to be believed, but to be questioned. When we evaluate a book, we should not look at its content, but its meaning. The commentators of the "Bible" are very clear about this concept. In The unicorns mentioned in these books represent a moral or allegorical or similar truth, but as long as one of them is true, the idea that chastity is a virtue is also true. As for proving the other three truths are literal Authenticity, we have to see what primordial experience it is. The meaning of the word is of course to be discussed, even if its higher meaning is good. There is a book that says diamonds can only be cut with the blood of a goat .My teacher Roger Bacon said it wasn't true, because he tried it himself and failed. But if there is a nobler meaning to the relationship between diamonds and goat's blood, the meaning is still intact." "Then there's still a higher level of truth that can be expressed when the literal meaning is false," I said, "but it still makes me sad to think that the unicorn doesn't exist, and probably never did." .” "You shouldn't just set limits on the Almighty God. If there is a god's will, unicorns may exist. You might as well think about it this way, since they will appear in the book, even if it does not mean that they really exist, at least they will exist." Indicates the possible existence.” ※Bandhammer Academyの重学E Book※ "So when we read books, shouldn't we have theological and moral beliefs?" "There are two other kinds of theological morality, the hope for what is possible, and the tolerance for those who believe in such a possibility." "But what good are unicorns if your knowledge doesn't believe in unicorns?" "Of course it is useful, just as Venantius left traces on the snow after being dragged to the pigsty. The unicorn in the book is just like traces. If traces exist, the objects that leave traces must be also exists." "But it's different from traces, you said." "Of course. The mark does not necessarily have the same shape as the object which left it, and it is not always due to the pressure of the object. Sometimes it reproduces the impression an object makes on our minds. , that is a trace of a concept. A concept is a symbol of a thing, an image is a symbol of a concept, a symbol of a symbol, but the image reshaped by me contains the concept of an object.” "Is this enough?" "Not enough, because true learning can never be satisfied with concepts, but must discover the individual truth of things. Therefore, I am willing to trace this trace back to the unicorn standing at the beginning of the chain. Just as I hope that by murdering Vivian The vague signals left by Nantius' murderer can be traced back to a single individual, the murderer himself. But sometimes that is difficult to achieve in the short term, and other signs have to be resorted to." "Then what I'm talking about has other meanings. But the final truth—has it never existed?" "Maybe there is, and that's the unicorn. Don't worry, you'll meet it someday, no matter how dark and ugly it may be." "Unicorns, lions, Arab writers, and the Moors," I said, "is, without a doubt, the Africa the monks were talking about." "Without a doubt. If so, we should find out the African poets mentioned by Pacificus of Tivoli." In fact, we found Frollo, Fronto, Apuleius, Martianus Capella and Fulgenti on a bookshelf after going back to "L"'s room The work of Us et al. I said, "That's what Berengar said, and a secret should be explained." "About here. The phrase he used was 'Africa's end' and Malachi was very annoyed. 'End' probably refers to this last room, unless..." he cried out, "next to the seven churches in Clomanoux!Did you notice any signs? " "what?" "Let's go back to the original 's' room!" We walked back to the first windowless room.There are four passages in the house, one leads to room "Y", which has a window opening to the inner patio; the other leads to room "r", along the outside, continuing "YSPAIVIA"; " room, that is, the room we just walked through; then a blank wall, and the final passage leads to a second windowless room, beginning with the letter "U". "S" is the room with the mirror—fortunately, that wall is on my right, otherwise I would have another heartbeat. I looked at the map carefully and realized the uniqueness of this room.It, like the other windowless rooms of the three towers, was supposed to lead to the central heptagonal room.If or not, then access to the heptagonal room should be in the adjacent "U" room.But besides the connection between "E" room and "S" room, the other opening leads to "T" room next to the patio, and there are no passages on the other three walls, and all of them are bookcases full of books.We looked around and confirmed the facts shown on the map. For reasons of logic and balance, the tower should have a heptagonal room, but it didn't. "No," I said, "there is no such room." "No, not really. If there were no central heptagon, the size of the other rooms would have increased, but this group of rooms is about the same size as the rooms in the other tower. That room exists, but there is no access." "Is it blocked by walls on all seven sides?" "Possibly. That's the 'End of Africa', the place where the dead monks wandered with great curiosity. It's blocked by a wall, but that doesn't mean there are no secret passages. In fact, it does There is a secret passage, and it was discovered by Venantius, or Adelmo, who learned the secret from Berengar, described it to him. Let us look at his notes again." He took out the manuscript of Venantius from his cloak, and read again: "The hand of the idol moves over the first and seventh of the four." He looked left and right, "Oh, of course! 'Idol' means It is the image in the mirror! Venantius was a Greek translator. In Greek, 'idol' refers to ghosts, but also to images, and the mirror reflects our distorted images. We even misunderstood ourselves that night. I thought it was a ghost!But what about four 'supraidolum'?Something on the surface of the image?Then we have to stand at a certain angle to see whether something reflected in the mirror fits Venantius' description..." We tried every location with no results.Apart from our image, the mirror showed only the blurred outline of the room, dark and gloomy in the light. "Then," William thought, "the so-called 'supraidolum' may refer to the back of the mirror...which can lead us to the next room. Obviously this mirror is a door..." The mirror was taller than an average man's height, and it was fastened to the wall in a solid oak frame.We touched the oak frame, tried to put our fingers in, and our nails caught between the frame and the wall, but the mirror remained fixed, as if it were part of the wall, a stone embedded in the stone. "Not behind the mirror, maybe on top of the mirror." William murmured, raised his arms, stood on tiptoes, and touched the upper edge of the mirror frame with his hands.He touched nothing but dust. "Actually," William mused sullenly, "if there really was a room at the back, the book we were looking for would no longer be there, for it has been taken away, first by Venantius, then by Belle. Lunga—God knows where it's taken now." "But maybe Belengar brought it back here again." "No, we were in the library that night, and all indications were that he died shortly after stealing the book, the same night, or we would have seen him again in the bathhouse the next morning. It doesn't matter...for now We have established where 'The End of Africa' is, and have almost all the information necessary to map the library. You must admit that many mysteries about the labyrinth have now been cleared up." We walked through the other rooms following all the new discoveries on the map.Some rooms housed only treatises on mathematics and astronomy, others contained works in Aramaic, which neither of us could read.There are even more unidentifiable books in some rooms, which may be written in Sanskrit, the Indian language.We walked through two sets of overlapping rooms, "IUDAEA" and "AEGYPTUS", in order not to make readers suffer from the tedious process of our interpretation, in short, when we finally completed the map, we were sure that The zoning and allocation of libraries are indeed based on the distribution of land and water on the earth.In the north, we found "ANGLLA" England and "GERMAN" Germania, and then along the west wall, connected to "GALLLA" Gaul, and entered "HIBERNIA" Hibernia at the far west.Then head south through "ROMA" Rome (the paradise of Latin antiquities!) and "YSPAIYIA" Spain.The southernmost is the south of "LEONES", "AEGYPCUS" Egypt, the east is "NDAEA" India and "FONSADAE" Paradise on Earth, between the east and north, along the wall is "ACAIA", which William said is a metaphor for Greece. In those last four rooms are the works of many pagan poets and philosophers. The organization of these words is really strange.Sometimes it is right to read forward in order, sometimes you have to read it backwards, and some you read it in circles.I have also said that the same letter is often embedded in two different words (in this case, there are often two different types of books on the shelves in that room).But it is obviously impossible to find a golden principle in this arrangement.Librarians have to find a book purely from memory.If a book is found in "ACAIAE Fourth", it means that the book is in the fourth room from the room with the letter "A".In order to identify this room, the librarian must have memorized the path, whether it is going around or going straight, because "ACAIA" is a group of rooms distributed in a square.So we quickly solved the key to the empty wall.For example, if you walk towards "ACAIA" from the east, you will find that none of the rooms lead to the next room.This is the end of the maze, and to get to the tower to the north, you have to walk back through the other three towers.But the librarian naturally enters the library from "EONS". If he wants to go to "ANGLIA", he has to go through "AEGYPIUS", "YSPANIA", "GAIT1A" and "GERMAN". With all these discoveries, we felt that it was a worthwhile trip to visit the library again.But before I say that we were content to leave (and got embroiled in other events, which I'll get to in a moment), I have to make a confession to my readers.As I said, the original intention of our exploration of the library this time was to find the key to the maze. However, we walked along the various rooms, recorded various marks, and flipped through various books, as if we were exploring a Mysterious continent.Usually this secondary survey was carried out in concert, William and I rummaging through the same books, I pointing out the most curious ones to him, and he explained to me many things I did not understand. But at a certain point, as we were moving through the rooms of the group of "LEONES" in the south tower, my mentor stopped in a room, leafing through Arabic books with colored pictures of optics.Since we each carried a lamp that night, I walked curiously to the next room.The books in this room were obviously not to be borrowed casually, for they dealt with various diseases of the body and symptoms of the spirit, and were almost all written by pagan scholars.My eyes fell on a small book, but richly decorated with pictures: flowers, vines, animals in pairs, and some herbs.The title of the book is The Mirror of Love, compiled by Maximus of Bologna, and it contains quotations from many other books, all about the sickness of being trapped by love.Readers must also understand that my mind has been numb since morning, and at this moment, the flame flickers again, and the girl's shadow is once again filled. ※Bandhammer Academy's E-Book※ Throughout the day I forced myself to banish my morning thoughts, telling myself that they were not the thoughts of a good novice, and, since the events of the day were enough to distract me, my desires lay dormant , so I thought I had shaken off the momentary uneasiness.However, after just one glance at that book, I realized that my lovesickness was worse than I had imagined.I later learned that when you read medical books, you always feel that you have some pain in the place described in the book.So, just by reading those pages, flipping through them quickly, fearful that any moment Willem would come in and ask me what I was reading, I was convinced that was exactly what I was suffering from.Its symptoms were so vividly described that, while I was distressed to find myself ill, I was also delighted to see my condition so vividly described.I believe that although I am ill, it is probably normal for me to be ill, since there are countless others who have felt the same affliction as I have, and the authors who have been quoted literally describe it with me as a model. I was moved by Ibn Hazim's narrative.He defines love as a difficult disease that can only be cured by itself, because the patient does not want to be cured, let alone recover (God knows this is not bad at all).I also understood why I was disturbed that morning by everything I saw, as Besser of Anzila said, that through the eyes of the sick love would creep into all things and manifest an excess of pleasure.At the same time, the patient wanted to be alone, unmoved (as I was in the morning), but was affected by other phenomena, felt extremely disturbed and afraid, and could not express it... He wrote again, really caught in The man in love, when he denies the image of the thing he loves, must sink into a state of erosion, which makes him finally bedridden, and sometimes the disease invades the brain, so that he loses his mind and talks gibberish (apparently I'm not at that stage yet, as I'm still careful and alert when exploring the library).But when I looked at those descriptions, I felt very worried. I was afraid that if the condition worsened, it would lead to death.I asked myself if the joy of thinking about that girl was worth the supreme sacrifice of my body? I was further informed by St. Hildegard's description that the melancholy I felt that day, a sweet pang at not seeing the girl, was like that of a man who leaves the harmonious, perfect state of heaven, Similar feelings have been experienced, and this melancholy is caused by the breath of the boa constrictor and the influence of the devil.Then comes the description by the pagan sage, Abu-Bakr Muhammad, who says that the melancholy of love is a psychosis, like a "wolf madness" that makes the sufferer think he is a wolf.He writes that the first change of people trapped in love is their appearance, their eyes become sluggish, empty and unable to shed tears, their tongues slowly dry out, abscesses develop on them, and they are constantly hungry and thirsty and make their whole body prostrate.At this stage, they lie face down during the day, with dog bite marks on their faces and shinbones, and eventually the patient, like a wolf, wanders the cemetery at night go shopping. Finally, when I read Avesna's words, I had no doubts about my seriousness.Love, he said, is an essentially melancholy thought, the result of a person's recurring thoughts about the face, gesture, or behavior of someone of the opposite sex. (Isn't this exactly my portrayal?) At first it was not a disease, but later it became a disease, and when the patient was still dissatisfied, it further became a obsessed demon, (God forgive me, I am already satisfied, why am I so obsessed? Or Since what happened the night before was not the satisfaction of love? So how can this disease be satisfied?) Therefore, the patient's eyelids will not stop flapping, sweating irregularly, sometimes laughing, sometimes weeping, The pulse is beating more violently (Isn't my pulse really beating like crazy! Looking at these descriptions, I am almost holding my breath)!Yavisna has suggested another infallible method, discovering the patient's loved one, grabbing the patient's wrist and pronouncing a long list of names of the opposite sex until you discover which name makes the pulse quicken.I'm afraid my mentor will suddenly walk in, grab my wrist, and discover the secret of my throbbing pulse, and I'll die of shame... Alas, Yavina has suggested that the only remedy is to make two love each other If the person married, then the disease can be cured without medicine.He was a pagan, shrewd though he was, for he failed to take into account the position of the St. Benedictine novices, who, having chosen (or their relatives) to consecrate themselves to the Church, must never suffering from this disease.Fortunately, although Avesina did not think of the Order of Krugniac, he still thought of those who could not be united with their loved ones, and advised them to take regular hot baths as a basic treatment. (Is Berengar trying to cure his lovesickness for Adelmo with a hot bath? Perhaps the night I passed was not quite a beastly indulgence? No, of course not, I told myself at once, That was the sweetest—but then I thought, no, you are wrong, Adso, it was a vision of the devil, that was the most despicable, if you sinned like a beast then, yours now The sin is worse, because you refuse to recognize it!) But Yavisna writes that there are other remedies, for example, appealing to talkative old women who dishonor the loved one— Old women seem to be better at this job than men.Maybe it's a relief.But I can't find any old women in the convent (not even young girls), so I have to go to a monk and tell me bad things about the girl, but who can I go to?Furthermore, how can a monk compare with three aunts and six wives in their understanding of women?The last solution was even more outrageous, for he suggested that the lovesick man should go to a lot of slave girls, which was very inappropriate for a monk.So, in the end, I asked myself, how can the lovesickness of a novice monk be cured?Is he really hopeless?Shall I go to Severinus and his herbs for help?Arnold of Villanois (I have heard William respectfully mentioned) writes in his writings that lovesickness is produced by excess of humors and respiration, when the human tissue is too moist and hot, the blood (making Sperm) produces too many sperm, and there will be an extreme desire for the union of a man and a woman.The treatment Arnold suggested was to deprive the patient of the assurance and hope of seeing his loved one, so that his longing and desire would naturally fade away. I thought to myself, so, am I not cured—or nearly cured?因为我本来就不抱着希望能再见到我脑海里的人影的；就算我看到她，也没希望接近她；就算我接近她，也没希望再度拥有她；就算我再度拥有她，也不能保有她——我是个见习僧，对我家庭的名声更负有责任……我得救了，我告诉自己，合上了书，振作起来。 而威廉也在此刻走了进来。