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The Philosopher And His Pupil.
tality are thine ! The lip of beauty and the praise of me ; the juice of earth , the honours of the world—all that men prize and seek . " " Thou meanest not virtue , " replied tbe doubting Heros . " Virtue ! " said the disguised courtezan ; " What is virtue ? The prejudice of age—the dream of the philosopher—the scorn of the really wise . The onlgood is leasure ; that thou mayst prove . "
y p " Never , if it must be purchased at such a price ! Take back thy gift . " " Cold , unfeeling man ! " exclaimed Lais , casting aside her veil : " princes have sued for my favours , yet I seek thee !—poets , philosophers have owned my charms , yet have I cast aside my sex ' s pride to woo thee , cold one ! to my arms . —Heros , am I rejected ?" The melting look which accompanied these words touched tbe heart
of Heros ; he feared to gaze upon her beauties , yet his resolution changed not . " Leave me , " he said , firmly , and with averted glance ; "lam devoted to a better choice—virtue . I can have nought with thee . "
Lais , determined to try the blandishments of her person , caught him by the robe , and casting her ivory arms around Iris neck , turned her gemmed eyes on his . " Now then , leave me , if thou canst ! for thee I ivill resign ah other love 1—Thy heart shall be my home—thy breath my life !—Leave this dull temple and the coming rites ; and let this kiss be the fond seal of
our eternal union . " Heros felt his resolution wavering , but , -with one strong effort , he cast her from him ; and calling on Minerva for aid , rushed to the protection of her altar . At the same instant tbe veil fell to the earth , and Pythagoras , attended by the initiated , entered the temple . Lais fled to bet disappointed confederates .
" Well , my son , " exclaimed the philosopher , " hast thou proved thy claim to be admitted into , our order . Thy trials are past—thy virtue shall be rewarded . A bride immortal awaits thee , to whom thy happiness—thy life shall now be consecrated ; within whose arms treachery can never lie—disappointment never reach thee—her name is Science , the daughter of WISDOM and of TRUTH . "
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The Philosopher And His Pupil.
tality are thine ! The lip of beauty and the praise of me ; the juice of earth , the honours of the world—all that men prize and seek . " " Thou meanest not virtue , " replied tbe doubting Heros . " Virtue ! " said the disguised courtezan ; " What is virtue ? The prejudice of age—the dream of the philosopher—the scorn of the really wise . The onlgood is leasure ; that thou mayst prove . "
y p " Never , if it must be purchased at such a price ! Take back thy gift . " " Cold , unfeeling man ! " exclaimed Lais , casting aside her veil : " princes have sued for my favours , yet I seek thee !—poets , philosophers have owned my charms , yet have I cast aside my sex ' s pride to woo thee , cold one ! to my arms . —Heros , am I rejected ?" The melting look which accompanied these words touched tbe heart
of Heros ; he feared to gaze upon her beauties , yet his resolution changed not . " Leave me , " he said , firmly , and with averted glance ; "lam devoted to a better choice—virtue . I can have nought with thee . "
Lais , determined to try the blandishments of her person , caught him by the robe , and casting her ivory arms around Iris neck , turned her gemmed eyes on his . " Now then , leave me , if thou canst ! for thee I ivill resign ah other love 1—Thy heart shall be my home—thy breath my life !—Leave this dull temple and the coming rites ; and let this kiss be the fond seal of
our eternal union . " Heros felt his resolution wavering , but , -with one strong effort , he cast her from him ; and calling on Minerva for aid , rushed to the protection of her altar . At the same instant tbe veil fell to the earth , and Pythagoras , attended by the initiated , entered the temple . Lais fled to bet disappointed confederates .
" Well , my son , " exclaimed the philosopher , " hast thou proved thy claim to be admitted into , our order . Thy trials are past—thy virtue shall be rewarded . A bride immortal awaits thee , to whom thy happiness—thy life shall now be consecrated ; within whose arms treachery can never lie—disappointment never reach thee—her name is Science , the daughter of WISDOM and of TRUTH . "