cloudless.
Nothing can blind a mortal like to light.
Now Love in you is as the Sun--a thing 80
Beyond you--and your Jealousy's of Earth--
A cloud of your own raising.
_Arn._ Not so always!
There is a cause at times.
_Caes._ Oh, yes! when atoms jostle,
The System is in peril. But I speak
Of things you know not. Well, to earth again!
This precious thing of dust--this bright Olimpia--
This marvellous Virgin, is a marble maid--
An Idol, but a cold one to your heat
Promethean, and unkindled by your torch.
_Arn._ Slave!
_Caes._ In the victor's Chariot, when Rome triumphed, 90
There was a Slave of yore to tell him truth!
You are a Conqueror--command your Slave.
_Arn._ Teach me the way to win the woman's love.
_Caes._ Leave her.
_Arn._ Where that the path--I'd not pursue it.
_Caes._ No doubt! for if you did, the remedy
Would be for a disease already cured.
_Arn._ All wretched as I am, I would not quit
My unrequited love, for all that's happy.
_Caes._ You have possessed the woman--still possess.
What need you more?
_Arn._ To be myself possessed-- 100
To be her heart as she is mine.
FOOTNOTES:
[201] {473}[_The Three Brothers_, by Joshua Pickersgill, junior, was
published in 1803. There is no copy of _The Three Brothers_ in the
British Museum. The following extracts are taken from a copy in the
Bodleian Library at Oxford (vol. 4, cap. xi. pp. 229-350):--
"Arnaud, the natural son of the Marquis de Souvricour, was a child
'extraordinary in Beauty and Intellect.' When travelling with his
parents to Languedoc, Arnaud being 8 years old, he was shot at by
banditti, and forsaken by his parents. The Captain of the band nursed
him. 'But those perfections to which Arnaud owed his existence, ceased
to adorn it. The ball had gored his shoulder, and the fall had
dislocated it; by the latter misadventure his spine likewise was so
fatally injured as to be irrecoverable to its pristine uprightness.
Injuries so compound confounded the Captain, who sorrowed to see a
creature so charming, at once deformed by a crooked back and an
excrescent shoulder.' Arnaud was found and taken back to his parents.
'The bitterest consciousness of his deformity was derived from their
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