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pleasure　there！I；　myself；　remaining　an　image　of　Destiny；　cruel；

implacable；　advancing　like　the　whirlwind；　which　sucks　from　the

atmosphere　the　particles　that　make　the　thunderbolt；　and　falls　like　a

devouring　scourge　upon　the　nations。　Europe　is　at　an　epoch　when　she

awaits　the　new　Messiah　who　shall　destroy　society　and　remake　it。　She

can　no　longer　believe　except　in　him　who　crushes　her　under　foot。　The

day　is　at　hand　when　poets　and　historians　will　justify　me；　exalt　me；

and　borrow　my　ideas；　mine！　And　all　the　while　my　triumph　will　be　a

jest；　written　in　blood；　the　jest　of　my　vengeance！　But　not　here；

Seraphita；　what　I　see　in　the　North　disgusts　me。　Hers　is　a　mere　blind

force；　I　thirst　for　the　Indies！　I　would　rather　fight　a　selfish；

cowardly；　mercantile　government。　Besides；　it　is　easier　to　stir　the

imagination　of　the　peoples　at　the　feet　of　the　Caucasus　than　to　argue

with　the　intellect　of　the　icy　lands　which　here　surround　me。　Therefore

am　I　tempted　to　cross　the　Russian　steps　and　pour　my　triumphant　human

tide　through　Asia　to　the　Ganges；　and　overthrow　the　British　rule。　Seven

men　have　done　this　thing　before　me　in　other　epochs　of　the　world。　I

will　emulate　them。　I　will　spread　Art　like　the　Saracens；　hurled　by

Mohammed　upon　Europe。　Mine　shall　be　no　paltry　sovereignty　like　those

that　govern　to…day　the　ancient　provinces　of　the　Roman　empire；

disputing　with　their　subjects　about　a　customs　right！　No；　nothing　can

bar　my　way！　Like　Genghis　Khan；　my　feet　shall　tread　a　third　of　the

globe；　my　hand　shall　grasp　the　throat　of　Asia　like　Aurung…Zeb。　Be　my

companion！　Let　me　seat　thee；　beautiful　and　noble　being；　on　a　throne！　I

do　not　doubt　success；　but　live　within　my　heart　and　I　am　sure　of　it。〃



〃I　have　already　reigned；〃　said　Seraphita；　coldly。



The　words　fell　as　the　axe　of　a　skilful　woodman　falls　at　the　root　of　a

young　tree　and　brings　it　down　at　a　single　blow。　Men　alone　can

comprehend　the　rage　that　a　woman　excites　in　the　soul　of　a　man　when；

after　showing　her　his　strength；　his　power；　his　wisdom；　his

superiority；　the　capricious　creature　bends　her　head　and　says；　〃All

that　is　nothing〃；　when；　unmoved；　she　smiles　and　says；　〃Such　things　are

known　to　me；〃　as　though　his　power　were　nought。



〃What！〃　cried　Wilfrid；　in　despair；　〃can　the　riches　of　art；　the　riches

of　worlds；　the　splendors　of　a　court〃



She　stopped　him　by　a　single　inflexion　of　her　lips；　and　said；　〃Beings

more　powerful　than　you　have　offered　me　far　more。〃



〃Thou　hast　no　soul；〃　he　cried；〃no　soul；　if　thou　art　not　persuaded　by

the　thought　of　comforting　a　great　man；　who　is　willing　now　to　sacrifice

all　things　to　live　beside　thee　in　a　little　house　on　the　shores　of　a

lake。〃



〃But；〃　she　said；　〃I　am　loved　with　a　boundless　love。〃



〃By　whom？〃　cried　Wilfrid；　approaching　Seraphita　with　a　frenzied

movement；　as　if　to　fling　her　into　the　foaming　basin　of　the　Sieg。



She　looked　at　him　and　slowly　extended　her　arm；　pointing　to　Minna；　who

now　sprang　towards　her；　fair　and　glowing　and　lovely　as　the　flowers　she

held　in　her　hand。



〃Child！〃　said　Seraphitus；　advancing　to　meet　her。



Wilfrid　remained　where　she　left　him；　motionless　as　the　rock　on　which

he　stood；　lost　in　thought；　longing　to　let　himself　go　into　the　torrent

of　the　Sieg；　like　the　fallen　trees　which　hurried　past　his　eyes　and

disappeared　in　the　bosom　of　the　gulf。



〃I　gathered　them　for　you；〃　said　Minna；　offering　the　bunch　of

saxifrages　to　the　being　she　adored。　〃One　of　them；　see；　this　one；〃　she

added；　selecting　a　flower；　〃is　like　that　you　found　on　the　Falberg。〃



Seraphitus　looked　alternately　at　the　flower　and　at　Minna。



〃Why　question　me？　Dost　thou　doubt　me？〃



〃No；〃　said　the　young　girl；　〃my　trust　in　you　is　infinite。　You　are　more

beautiful　to　look　upon　than　this　glorious　nature；　but　your　mind

surpasses　in　intellect　that　of　all　humanity。　When　I　have　been　with　you

I　seem　to　have　prayed　to　God。　I　long〃



〃For　what？〃　said　Seraphitus；　with　a　glance　that　revealed　to　the　young

girl　the　vast　distance　which　separated　them。



〃To　suffer　in　your　stead。〃



〃Ah；　dangerous　being！〃　cried　Seraphitus　in　his　heart。　〃Is　it　wrong；　oh

my　God！　to　desire　to　offer　her　to　Thee？　Dost　thou　remember；　Minna；

what　I　said　to　thee　up　there？〃　he　added；　pointing　to　the　summit　of　the

Ice…Cap。



〃He　is　terrible　again；〃　thought　Minna；　trembling　with　fear。



The　voice　of　the　Sieg　accompanied　the　thoughts　of　the　three　beings

united　on　this　platform　of　projecting　rock；　but　separated　in　soul　by

the　abysses　of　the　Spiritual　World。



〃Seraphitus！　teach　me；〃　said　Minna　in　a　silvery　voice；　soft　as　the

motion　of　a　sensitive　plant；　〃teach　me　how　to　cease　to　love　you。　Who

could　fail　to　admire　you；　love　is　an　admiration　that　never　wearies。〃



〃Poor　child！〃　said　Seraphitus；　turning　pale；　〃there　is　but　one　whom

thou　canst　love　in　that　way。〃



〃Who？〃　asked　Minna。



〃Thou　shalt　know　hereafter；〃　he　said；　in　the　feeble　voice　of　a　man　who

lies　down　to　die。



〃Help；　help！　he　is　dying！〃　cried　Minna。



Wilfrid　ran　towards　them。　Seeing　Seraphita　as　she　lay　on　a　fragment　of

gneiss；　where　time　had　cast　its　velvet　mantle　of　lustrous　lichen　and

tawny　mosses　now　burnished　in　the　sunlight；　he　whispered　softly；　〃How

beautiful　she　is！〃



〃One　other　look！　the　last　that　I　shall　ever　cast　upon　this　nature　in

travail；〃　said　Seraphitus；　rallying　her　strength　and　rising　to　her

feet。



She　advanced　to　the　edge　of　the　rocky　platform；　whence　her　eyes　took

in　the　scenery　of　that　grand　and　glorious　landscape；　so　verdant；

flowery；　and　animated；　yet　so　lately　buried　in　its　winding…sheet　of

snow。



〃Farewell；〃　she　said；　〃farewell；　home　of　Earth；　warmed　by　the　fires　of

Love；　where　all　things　press　with　ardent　force　from　the　centre　to　the

extremities；　where　the　extremities　are　gathered　up；　like　a　woman's

hair；　to　weave　the　mysterious　braid　which　binds　us　in　that　invisible

ether　to　the　Thought　Divine！



〃Behold　the　man　bending　above　that　furrow　moistened　with　his　tears；

who　lifts　his　head　for　an　instant　to　question　Heaven；　behold　the　woman

gathering　her　children　that　she　may　feed　them　with　her　milk；　see　him

who　lashes　the　ropes　in　the　height　of　the　gale；　see　her　who　sits　in

the　hollow　of　the　rocks；　awaiting　the　father！　Behold　all　they　who

stretch　their　hands　in　want　after　a　lifetime　spent　in　thankless　toil。

To　all　peace　and　courage；　and　to　all　farewell！



〃Hear　you　the　cry　of　the　soldier；　dying　nameless　and　unknown？　the　wail

of　the　man　deceived　who　weeps　in　the　desert？　To　them　peace　and

courage；　to　all　farewell！



〃Farewell；　you　who　die　for　the　kings　of　the　earth！　Farewell；　ye　people

without　a　country　and　ye　countries　without　a　people；　each；　with　a

mutual　want。　Above　all；　farewell　to　Thee　who　knew　not　where　to　lay　Thy

head；　Exile　divine！　Farewell；　mothers　beside　your　dying　sons！

Farewell；　ye　Little　Ones；　ye　Feeble；　ye　Suffering；　you　whose　sorrows　I

have　so　often　borne！　Farewell；　all　ye　who　have　descended　into　the

sphere　of　Instinct　that　you　may　suffer　there　for　others！



〃Farewell；　ye　mariners　who　seek　the　Orient　through　the　thick　darkness

of　your　abstractions；　vast　as　principles！　Farewell；　martyrs　of

thought；　led　by　thought　into　the　presence　of　the　True　Light。　Farewell；

regions　of　study　where　mine　ears　can　hear　the　plaint　of　genius

neglected　and　insulted；　the　sigh　of　the　patient　scholar　to　whom

enlightenment　comes　too　late！



〃I　see　the　angelic　choir；　the　wafting　of　perfumes；　the　incense　of　the

heart　of　those　who　go　their　way　consoling；　praying；　imparting

celestial　balm　and　living　light　to　suffering　souls！　Courage；　ye　choir

of　Love！　you　to　whom　the　peoples　cry；　'Comfort　us；　comfort　us；　defend

us！'　To　you　courage！　and　farewell！



〃Farewell；　ye　granite　rocks　that　shall　bloom　a　flower；　farewell；

flower　that　becomes　a　dove；　farewell；　dove　that　shalt　be　woman；

farewell；　woman；　who　art　Suffering；　man；　who　art　Belief！　Farewell；　you

who　shall　be　all　love；　all　prayer！〃



Broken　with　fatigue；　this　inexplicable　being　leaned　for　the　first　time

on　Wilfrid　and　on　Minna　to　be　taken　home。　Wilfrid　and　Minna　felt　the

shock　of　a　mysterious　contact　in　and　through　the　being　who　thus

connected　them。　They　had　scarcely　advanced　a　few　steps　when　David　met

them；　weeping。　〃She　will　die；〃　he　said；　〃why　have　you　brought　her

hither？〃



The　old　man　raised　her　in　his　arms　with　the　vigor　of　youth　and　bore

her　to　the　gate　of　the　Swedish　castle　like　an　eagle　bearing　a　white

lamb　to　his　mountain　eyrie。







CHAPTER　VI



THE　PATH　TO　HEAVEN



The　day　succeeding　that　on　which　Seraphita　foresaw　her　death　and　bade

farewell　to　Earth；　as　a　prisoner　looks　round　his　dungeon　before

leaving　it　forever；　she　suffered　pains　which　obliged　her　to　remain　in

the　helpless　immobility　of　those　whose　pangs　are　great。　Wilfrid　and

Minna　went　to　see　her；　and　found　her　lying　on　her　couch　of　furs。　Still

veiled　in　flesh；　her　soul　shone　through　that　veil；　which　grew　more　and

more　transparent　day　by　day。　The　progress　of　the　Spirit；　piercing　the

last　obstacle　between　itself　and　the　Infinite；　was　called　an　illness；

the　hour　of　Life　went　by　the　name　of　death。　David　wept　as　he　watched

her　sufferings；　unreasonable　as　a　child；　he　would　not　listen　to　his

mistress's　consolations。　Monsieur　Becker　wished　Seraphita　to　try

remedies；　but　all　were　useless。



One　morning　she　sent　for　the　two　beings　whom　she　loved；　telling　them

that　this　would　be　the　last　of　her　bad　days。　Wilfrid　and　Minna　came　in

terror；　knowing　well　that　they　were　about　to　lose　her。　Seraphita

smiled　to　them　as　one　departing　to　a　better　world；　her　head　drooped

like　a　flower　heavy　with　dew；　which　opens　its　calyx　for　the　last　time

to　waft　its　fragrance　on　the　breeze。　She　looked　at　these　friends　with

a　sadness　that　was　for　them；　not　for　herself；　she　thought　no　longer　of

herself；　and　they　felt　this　with　a　grief　mingled　with　gratitude　which

they　were　unable　to　express。　Wilfrid　stood　silent　and　motionless；　lost

in　thoughts　excited　by