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Paracelsus.
Like his; a stake which rash pursuit of aims
That life affords not would as soon destroy;—
He may convince himself, that, knowing this,
I shall act well advised: and last, because,
Though heaven and earth, and all things, were at stake,
Sweet Michal must not weep our parting eve.
That life affords not would as soon destroy;—
He may convince himself, that, knowing this,
I shall act well advised: and last, because,
Though heaven and earth, and all things, were at stake,
Sweet Michal must not weep our parting eve.
Fest.True: and the eve is deepening, and we sit
As little anxious to begin our talk
As though to-morrow I could hint of it
As we paced arm in arm the cheerful town
At sun-dawn; or could whisper it by fits
(Trithemius busied with his class the while)
In that dim chamber where the noon-streaks peer
Half-frighten'd by the awful tomes around;
Or in some grassy lane unbosom all
From even-blush to midnight . . . but, to-morrow! . . .
Have I full leave to tell my inmost mind?
We have been brothers, and henceforth the world? . . .
Will be between us . . . .all my freest mind
'Tis the last night, dear Aureole!
As little anxious to begin our talk
As though to-morrow I could hint of it
As we paced arm in arm the cheerful town
At sun-dawn; or could whisper it by fits
(Trithemius busied with his class the while)
In that dim chamber where the noon-streaks peer
Half-frighten'd by the awful tomes around;
Or in some grassy lane unbosom all
From even-blush to midnight . . . but, to-morrow! . . .
Have I full leave to tell my inmost mind?
We have been brothers, and henceforth the world? . . .
Will be between us . . . .all my freest mind
'Tis the last night, dear Aureole!
Par.Oh, say on;
Devise some test of love—some arduous feat
Devise some test of love—some arduous feat
