I press not yet for your decision; but what man of genius ever asked more to cheer his path to the grave than love and glory ?" "But," said Glyndon, fixing his eyes earnestly on Zanoni, "if there be a power to baffle the grave itself--" Zanoni's brow darkened.

"And were this so," he said, after a pause, "would it be so sweet a lot to outlive all you loved, and to recoil from every human tie?
Perhaps the fairest immortality on earth is that of a noble name." "You do not answer me,--you equivocate.

I have read of the long lives far beyond the date common experience assigns to man," persisted Glyndon, "which some of the alchemists enjoyed.

Is the golden elixir but a fable ?" "If not, and these men discovered it, they died, because they refused to live! There may be a mournful warning in your conjecture.

Turn once more to the easel and the canvas!" So saying, Zanoni waved his hand, and, with downcast eyes and a slow step, bent his way back into the city..