It was a sultry Saturday afternoon on January 11, 1845, when a little boy of eight or nine and his elder sister went to play at the Yarra Falls.
He had been in the room for no more than a moment, yet his expression was already contorted by a perpetual grimace.
eyes Petrarch-weak from battle, what were you to do when you saw him shining?
At that moment, the man turns his head to the side and glances into the crowd. Ahaseurus is arrested by the man’s eyes looking into his own, as if they were penetrating deep into his soul and revealing all of his iniquities.