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back; at your own terms; what you had so egregiously bought at

his。  A believer himself in his Averroes and Paracelsus; he was

as loth as the philosophers he studied to communicate to the

profane the learning he had collected。



It so chanced that some years ago; in my younger days; whether of

authorship or life; I felt a desire to make myself acquainted

with the true origin and tenets of the singular sect known by the

name of Rosicrucians。  Dissatisfied with the scanty and

superficial accounts to be found in the works usually referred to

on the subject; it struck me as possible that Mr。 D's

collection; which was rich; not only in black…letter; but in

manuscripts; might contain some more accurate and authentic

records of that famous brotherhood;written; who knows? by one

of their own order; and confirming by authority and detail the

pretensions to wisdom and to virtue which Bringaret had arrogated

to the successors of the Chaldean and Gymnosophist。  Accordingly

I repaired to what; doubtless; I ought to be ashamed to confess;

was once one of my favourite haunts。  But are there no errors and

no fallacies; in the chronicles of our own day; as absurd as

those of the alchemists of old?  Our very newspapers may seem to

our posterity as full of delusions as the books of the alchemists

do to us; not but what the press is the air we breathe;and

uncommonly foggy the air is too!



On entering the shop; I was struck by the venerable appearance of

a customer whom I had never seen there before。  I was struck yet

more by the respect with which he was treated by the disdainful

collector。  〃Sir;〃 cried the last; emphatically; as I was turning

over the leaves of the catalogue;〃sir; you are the only man I

have met; in five…and…forty years that I have spent in these

researches; who is worthy to be my customer。  Howwhere; in this

frivolous age; could you have acquired a knowledge so profound?

And this august fraternity; whose doctrines; hinted at by the

earliest philosophers; are still a mystery to the latest; tell me

if there really exists upon the earth any book; any manuscript;

in which their discoveries; their tenets; are to be learned?〃



At the words; 〃august fraternity;〃 I need scarcely say that my

attention had been at once aroused; and I listened eagerly for

the stranger's reply。



〃I do not think;〃 said the old gentleman; 〃that the masters of

the school have ever consigned; except by obscure hint and

mystical parable; their real doctrines to the world。  And I do

not blame them for their discretion。〃



Here he paused; and seemed about to retire; when I said; somewhat

abruptly; to the collector; 〃I see nothing; Mr。 D; in this

catalogue which relates to the Rosicrucians!〃



〃The Rosicrucians!〃 repeated the old gentleman; and in his turn

he surveyed me with deliberate surprise。  〃Who but a Rosicrucian

could explain the Rosicrucian mysteries!  And can you imagine

that any members of that sect; the most jealous of all secret

societies; would themselves lift the veil that hides the Isis of

their wisdom from the world?〃



〃Aha!〃 thought I; 〃this; then; is 'the august fraternity' of

which you spoke。  Heaven be praised!  I certainly have stumbled

on one of the brotherhood。〃



〃But;〃 I said aloud; 〃if not in books; sir; where else am I to

obtain information?  Nowadays one can hazard nothing in print

without authority; and one may scarcely quote Shakespeare without

citing chapter and verse。  This is the age of facts;the age of

facts; sir。〃



〃Well;〃 said the old gentleman; with a pleasant smile; 〃if we

meet again; perhaps; at least; I may direct your researches to

the proper source of intelligence。〃  And with that he buttoned

his greatcoat; whistled to his dog; and departed。



It so happened that I did meet again with the old gentleman;

exactly four days after our brief conversation in Mr。 D's book…

shop。  I was riding leisurely towards Highgate; when; at the foot

of its classic hill; I recognised the stranger; he was mounted on

a black pony; and before him trotted his dog; which was black

also。



If you meet the man whom you wish to know; on horseback; at the

commencement of a long hill; where; unless he has borrowed a

friend's favourite hack; he cannot; in decent humanity to the

brute creation; ride away from you; I apprehend that it is your

own fault if you have not gone far in your object before you have

gained the top。  In short; so well did I succeed; that on

reaching Highgate the old gentleman invited me to rest at his

house; which was a little apart from the village; and an

excellent house it was;small; but commodious; with a large

garden; and commanding from the windows such a prospect as

Lucretius would recommend to philosophers:  the spires and domes

of London; on a clear day; distinctly visible; here the Retreat

of the Hermit; and there the Mare Magnum of the world。



The walls of the principal rooms were embellished with pictures

of extraordinary merit; and in that high school of art which is

so little understood out of Italy。  I was surprised to learn that

they were all from the hand of the owner。  My evident admiration

pleased my new friend; and led to talk upon his part; which

showed him no less elevated in his theories of art than an adept

in the practice。  Without fatiguing the reader with irrelevant

criticism; it is necessary; perhaps; as elucidating much of the

design and character of the work which these prefatory pages

introduce; that I should briefly observe; that he insisted as

much upon the connection of the arts; as a distinguished author

has upon that of the sciences; that he held that in all works of

imagination; whether expressed by words or by colours; the artist

of the higher schools must make the broadest distinction between

the real and the true;in other words; between the imitation of

actual life; and the exaltation of Nature into the Ideal。



〃The one;〃 said he; 〃is the Dutch School; the other is the

Greek。〃



〃Sir;〃 said I; 〃the Dutch is the most in fashion。〃



〃Yes; in painting; perhaps;〃 answered my host; 〃but in

literature〃



〃It was of literature I spoke。  Our growing poets are all for

simplicity and Betty Foy; and our critics hold it the highest

praise of a work of imagination; to say that its characters are

exact to common life; even in sculpture〃



〃In sculpture!  No; no! THERE the high ideal must at least be

essential!〃



〃Pardon me; I fear you have not seen Souter Johnny and Tam

O'Shanter。〃



〃Ah!〃 said the old gentleman; shaking his head; 〃I live very much

out of the world; I see。  I suppose Shakespeare has ceased to be

admired?〃



〃On the contrary; people make the adoration of Shakespeare the

excuse for attacking everybody else。  But then our critics have

discovered that Shakespeare is so REAL!〃



〃Real!  The poet who has never once drawn a character to be met

with in actual life;who has never once descended to a passion

that is false; or a personage who is real!〃



I was about to reply very severely to this paradox; when I

perceived that my companion was growing a little out of temper。

And he who wishes to catch a Rosicrucian; must take care not to

disturb the waters。  I thought it better; therefore; to turn the

conversation。



〃Revenons a nos moutons;〃 said I; 〃you promised to enlighten my

ignorance as to the Rosicrucians。〃



〃Well!〃 quoth he; rather sternly; 〃but for what purpose?  Perhaps

you desire only to enter the temple in order to ridicule the

rites?〃



〃What do you take me for!  Surely; were I so inclined; the fate

of the Abbe de Villars is a sufficient warning to all men not to

treat idly of the realms of the Salamander and the Sylph。

Everybody knows how mysteriously that ingenious personage was

deprived of his life; in revenge for the witty mockeries of his

'Comte de Gabalis。'〃



〃Salamander and Sylph!  I see that you fall into the vulgar

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