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initiated into the mysteries of ïsis , those holy mysv 

 ieries , in which the human thought slrives to unité 

 itself with the thought divine. Itis in that fortunate 

 land that the religious genius of civilization ré- 

 sides.» 



» Thou art as yet very young for such bold de- 

 signs , said the old man. I cannot however blâme 

 thee ; I know that the Gods , place in us , the an- 

 ticipated knowledge of the deeds we are to accom- 

 plish, but the season is hardly favourable; the me- 

 lancholy Hyades reign in the heavens, wait till the 

 moon has twice filled her horns. » No , replied the 

 poet , I will départ tomorrow. » I understand , re- 

 joined Talaon. That portion of the uni versai soul, 

 which is called love , makes Eurydice shine in thy 

 eyes with a soft light , and thou wilt fly to avoid 

 throwing trouble into the heart of the innocent vir- 

 gin. But if I am not deceived, she already loves 

 as tenderly as she can love. Remain with us till 

 the season of storms be over. Why wouldst thou 

 banish love from thy bosom ? Alas ! said Orpheus , 

 I have nothing to offer Eurydice , but the miseries 

 of exile , and perhaps the vain forebodings of I 

 know not what glory , by which I fear she herself 

 will be seduced , and after the season of storms , 

 as at présent , I shall have nothing to offer Eurydice.» 

 Be not troubled , answered the old man , ah ! it 

 is not Talaon who would ever counsel thce to lead 

 an inactive and useless life , when the Gods have 

 placed generous designs in thee. Eurydice, if thou 

 wilt , shall be thy spouse , and will follow thee 



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