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“At all times and in all places I have lived
such a life that I spent each passing day as though that light would never
return.”. .
I burst into tears, and begged and prayed him to be friends again with me too: a true
lover was incapable of mad jealousy. At the same time I would take care to do
nothing more in word or deed by which he could possibly be hurt. Only he must remove
all irritation from his mind like a man of true culture and leave no scar. “On
the wild rough uplands the snow lies late, but when the earth is beautiful under
the mastery of the plough, the light frost passes while you speak. Thus anger
dwells in our hearts; it takes root in the savage, and glides over the man of
learning.”
“There,” said Eumolpus, “you see what you say is true. Behold, I
banish my anger with a kiss. So good luck go with us. Get ready your luggage and
follow me, or lead the way if you like.” He was still talking, when a
knock sounded on the door, and a sailor with a straggly beard stood at the entrance
and said, “You hang about, Eumolpus, as if you did not know a Blue Peter by
sight.” We all got up in a hurry, and Eumolpus ordered his slave, who had
now been asleep for some time, to come out with his baggage. Giton and I put
together all we had for a journey; I asked a blessing of the stars, and went aboard.
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