twelve o'clock
What was the right ? How were love and duty to be reconciled ? As she sat crouched up in her misery , fighting the hardest battle of her life , the bell in the campanile of the village church began to ring . It was twelve o'clock . All through the land , in remembrance of the hour when the true meaning of love and sacrifice was revealed to the human race , there swept now the music of church bells , bidding the people to pause in their work and pray . Many a peasant raised his thoughts for a moment from sordid cares or hard labor , and realized that there was an unseen world . And here in the Roman amphitheatre , where a conflict more painful than those physical conflicts of old time was going on , a soul prayed in agony for the wisdom to see the right and the strength to do it .