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danced round him, as the last of his wonders was
demolished.
“I now take back my gift,” said the Wood
Nymph.
As she stood in the doorway, the glow from the
fire outside streaming over her, she appeared more
beautiful to him than ever—no longer sinister, but
proud and austere.
“Madman,” she said, “I never forbade your letting
others copy your works; my sole desire was
to spare the man of genius the artisan’s labor.”
Then she went her way, and for some days
Kevenhüller was out of his mind. But in his madness
he had burned down Ekeby, and though, luckily,
no one had been injured, it was a great grief to the
cavaliers that the hospitable home where they had
enjoyed so many benefits should have been
destroyed during their reign.
Ah! children of a later day, had it been you or
I that met the Wood Nymph, would we, like
Kevenhüller, have demanded that she take back her
gift? Who in our time complains of having received
too much from the Goddess of Genius?
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