Pauline Paracelsus Pippa Pass

Pauline Paracelsus Pippa Pass

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ...has o'ershot its aim. One year, One month, perhaps, and I had served your turn! You should have curbed your spite awhile. But now, Who will believe 't was you that held me back? Listen: there 's shame and hissing and contempt, And none but laughs who names me, none but spits 140 Measureless scorn upon me, me alone, The quack, the cheat, the liar, --all on me! And thus your famous plan to sink mankind In silence and despair, by teaching them One of their race had probed the inmost truth, Had done all man could do, yet failed no less--Your wise plan proves abortive. Men despair? Ha, ha! why, they are hooting the empiric, The ignorant and incapable fool who rushed Madly upon a work beyond his wits; I 50 Nor doubt they but the simplest of themselves Could bring the matter to triumphant issue. So, pick and choose among them all, accursed! Try now, persuade some other to slave for you, To ruin body and soul to work your ends! No, no; I am the first and last, I think. Festus. Dear friend, who are accursed? who has done... Paracelsus. What have I done? Fiends dare ask that? or you, Brave men? Oh, you can chime in boldly, backed By the others! What had you to do, sage peers? 160 Here stand my rivals; Latin, Arab, Jew, Greek, join dead hands against me: all I ask Is, that the world enroll my name with theirs, And even this poor privilege, it seems, They range themselves, prepared to disallow. Only observe! why, fiends may learn from them! How they talk calmly of my throes, my fierce Aspirings, terrible watchings, each one claiming Its price of blood and brain; how they dissect And sneeringly disparage the few truths I 70 Got at a life's cost; they too hanging the while About my neck, their lies misleading me And their dead names browbeating me! more

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  • Paperback | 122 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 7mm | 231g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236960203
  • 9781236960207