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CUERVO - Biblioteca Nacional de Colombia

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PARACELSUS<br />

And still more faint as the sea wi<strong>de</strong>ns; last<br />

I sicken on a <strong>de</strong>ad gulph, streaked with light<br />

From its own putrifying <strong>de</strong>pths alone I<br />

Then-God was pledged to take me by the hand;<br />

Now-any miserable juggler bends<br />

My pri<strong>de</strong> to him. All seems alike at length :<br />

'¥ho knows which are the wise and which the fools?<br />

God may take pleasure in confounding pri<strong>de</strong><br />

By hiding secrets with the scorned and base-<br />

Be who stoops lowest may find most-in short,<br />

I am here; and all seems natural; I start not:<br />

And never having glanced behind to know<br />

If I had kept my primal light from wane,<br />

Am thus insensibly grown-what I am I<br />

Oh, bitter; very bitter I And more bitter,<br />

To fear a <strong>de</strong>eper curse, an inner ruin-<br />

Plague beneath plague-the last turning the first<br />

To light besi<strong>de</strong> its darkness. Better weep<br />

My youth and its brave hopes, all <strong>de</strong>ad and gone,<br />

In tears which burn I 'Would I were sure to win<br />

Some startling secret in their stead I-a tincture<br />

01 force to flush old age with youth, or breed<br />

Gold, or imprison moonbeams till lhey change<br />

To opal shafts I- only that, hurling it<br />

Indignant back, I might convince myself<br />

My aims remained as ever supreme and pure I<br />

Even now, why not <strong>de</strong>sire, for mankind's sake,<br />

That if I fail, some fault may be the cause,­<br />

That, though I sink, another may succeed?<br />

o God, the <strong>de</strong>spicable heart of us I<br />

Shut out this hi<strong>de</strong>ous mockery from my heart I<br />

'Twas politic in you, Aureole, to reject<br />

Single rewards, and ask them in the lump;<br />

At all events, once launched, to hold straight on:<br />

For now 'tis all or nothing. Mighty profit<br />

Your gains will bring if they stop short of such<br />

Full consummation I As a man, you had<br />

A cerlain share of strength, and that is gone<br />

Already in the getting these you boast.<br />

Do not they seem to laugh, as who should say-<br />

" Grea t master, we are here in<strong>de</strong>ed; dragged forth<br />

" To light: this hast thou done; be glad I now, seek<br />

" The strength to use which thou hast spent in getting I "<br />

And yet 'tis surely much, 'tis very much,<br />

Thus to have emptied youth of all its gifts,<br />

©<strong>Biblioteca</strong> <strong>Nacional</strong> <strong>de</strong> <strong>Colombia</strong><br />

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