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Kenilworth

CHAPTER XXII
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If, by the death of one person, the happy period shall be brought nearer to us, in which all that is good shall be attained, by wishing its presence--all that is evil escaped, by desiring its absence--in which sickness, and pain, and sorrow shall be the obedient servants of human wisdom, and made to fly at the slightest signal of a sage--in which that which is now richest and rarest shall be within the compass of every one who shall be obedient to the voice of wisdom--when the art of healing shall be lost and absorbed in the one universal medicine when sages shall become monarchs of the earth, and death itself retreat before their frown,--if this blessed consummation of all things can be hastened by the slight circumstance that a frail, earthly body, which must needs partake corruption, shall be consigned to the grave a short space earlier than in the course of nature, what is such a sacrifice to the advancement of the holy Millennium ?" "Millennium is the reign of the Saints," said Foster, somewhat doubtfully.
"Say it is the reign of the Sages, my son," answered Alasco; "or rather the reign of Wisdom itself." "I touched on the question with Master Holdforth last exercising night," said Foster; "but he says your doctrine is heterodox, and a damnable and false exposition." "He is in the bonds of ignorance, my son," answered Alasco, "and as yet burning bricks in Egypt; or, at best, wandering in the dry desert of Sinai.

Thou didst ill to speak to such a man of such matters.

I will, however, give thee proof, and that shortly, which I will defy that peevish divine to confute, though he should strive with me as the magicians strove with Moses before King Pharaoh.

I will do projection in thy presence, my son,--in thy very presence--and thine eyes shall witness the truth." "Stick to that, learned sage," said Varney, who at this moment entered the apartment; "if he refuse the testimony of thy tongue, yet how shall he deny that of his own eyes ?" "Varney!" said the adept--"Varney already returned! Hast thou--" he stopped short.
"Have I done mine errand, thou wouldst say ?" replied Varney.

"I have! And thou," he added, showing more symptoms of interest than he had hitherto exhibited, "art thou sure thou hast poured forth neither more nor less than the just measure ?" "Ay," replied the alchemist, "as sure as men can be in these nice proportions, for there is diversity of constitutions." "Nay, then," said Varney, "I fear nothing.


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