[Zanoni by Edward Bulwer Lytton]@TWC D-Link bookZanoni CHAPTER 7 8/12
Attaining to the last secret while youth was in its bloom, youth still colours all around me with its own luxuriant beauty; to me, yet, to breathe is to enjoy.
The freshness has not faded from the face of Nature, and not an herb in which I cannot discover a new charm,--an undetected wonder. "As with my youth, so with Mejnour's age: he will tell you that life to him is but a power to examine; and not till he has exhausted all the marvels which the Creator has sown on earth, would he desire new habitations for the renewed Spirit to explore.
We are the types of the two essences of what is imperishable,--'ART, that enjoys; and SCIENCE, that contemplates!' And now, that thou mayest be contented that the secrets are not vouchsafed to thee, learn that so utterly must the idea detach itself from what makes up the occupation and excitement of men; so must it be void of whatever would covet, or love, or hate,--that for the ambitious man, for the lover, the hater, the power avails not.
And I, at last, bound and blinded by the most common of household ties; I, darkened and helpless, adjure thee, the baffled and discontented,--I adjure thee to direct, to guide me; where are they? Oh, tell me,--speak! My wife,--my child? Silent!--oh, thou knowest now that I am no sorcerer, no enemy.
I cannot give thee what thy faculties deny,--I cannot achieve what the passionless Mejnour failed to accomplish; but I can give thee the next-best boon, perhaps the fairest,--I can reconcile thee to the daily world, and place peace between thy conscience and thyself." "Wilt thou promise ?" "By their sweet lives, I promise!" Glyndon looked and believed.
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