Zorastro : a romance / by Creswick J. Thompson [pseud.].

  • Charles Thompson
Date:
1899
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Credit: Zorastro : a romance / by Creswick J. Thompson [pseud.]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    “ Help,” he muttered derisively, as he tried to rise from his chair—human help which he, the Master, had so long despised. A smile half-played o’er his drawn features as he pictured in his mind the old dame feed- ing him with broth from a spoon, like some puling child. He, Zorastro—the Monarch of his art. “No,” he cried aloud, as with a supreme effort he rose to his feet and staggered across the room. “ Nature rebels, but I know her ways. This is but a passing weakness.” “ The Elixir ! the Elixir ! ” he exclaimed, as he grasped his precious phial and placed it to his trembling lips. “ Courage, man. More faith is all thou need’st.” “ I will rest,” he murmured wearily, as he threw himself across the bed. He lay with half-closed eyes, and looked out upon the mountain tops, now crimsoned with the glorious radiance of the setting sun. “ Nature is great,” he whispered softly. “ But Faith is greater.” And then the sunlight dimmed, leaving the room in gloom.
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