When he had done, instead of feeling better, calmer, more enlightened by his discourse, I experienced an inexpressible sadness; for it seemed to me--I know not whether equally so to others--that the eloquence to which I had been listening had sprung from a depth where lay turbid dregs of disappointment--where moved troubling impulses of insatiate yearnings and disquieting aspirations.
Cuando concluyó el sermón, yo, más que calmada y alentada, me sentí triste, con una indefinible tristeza, porque me parecía -no sé si los demás experimentarían lo mismo- que bajo la elocuencia del predicador se ocultaban insatisfechos anhelos y fracasadas aspiraciones.