or to-morrow."
"Then, as an honest man, abstain altogether from making statues of the
gods," interrupted his friend.
"That was my intention long ago, as you are aware," the other answered.
"You could not commit a worse robbery upon yourself," cried Myrtilus. "I
know you; nay, perhaps I see farther into your soul than you yourself. By
ingenious fetters you force the mighty winged intellect to content itself
within the narrow world of reality. But the time when you will yourself
rend the bonds and find the divinity you have lost, will come, and then,
with your mighty power once more free, you will outstrip most of us, and
me also if I live to see it."
Then he pressed his hand upon his rattling chest and walked slowly to the
couch; but Hermon followed, helped him to lie down, and with affectionate
solicitude arranged his pillows.
"It is nothing," Myrtilus said soothingly, after a few minutes' silence.
"My undermined strength has been heavily taxed to-day. The Olympians know
how calmly I await death. It ends all things. Nothing will be left of me
except the ashes, to which you will reduce my body, and what you call
'possession.' But even this can no longer belong to me after death,
because I shall then be no more, and the idea of possession requires a
possessor. My estate, too, is now disposed of. I have just been to the
notary, and sixteen witnesses--neither more nor less--have signed my will
according to the custom of this ceremonious country. There, now, if you
please, go before me, and let me stay here alone a little while. Remember
me to Daphne and the Pelusinians. I will join you in an hour."
ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS:
Cautious inquiry saves recantation
Nature is sufficient for us
There are no gods, and whoever bows makes himself a slave
Waiting is the merchant's wisdom
Woman's hair is long, but her wit is short
ARACHNE
By Georg Ebers
Volume 3.
CHAPTER X.
"When the moon is over Pelican Island." How often Ledscha had repeated
this sentence to herself while Hermon was detained by Daphne and her
Pelusinian guests!
When she entered the boat after nightfall she exclaimed hopefully, sure
of her cause, "When the moon is over Pelican Island he will come."
Her goal was quickly reached in the skiff; the place selected for the
nocturnal meeting was a familiar one to her.
The pirates had remained absent from it quite two years. Formerly they
had oft
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