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everything that appeared, from the golden
chalice of the altar-table, once the drinking-cup
of evil spirits, to the nodding head on the
gallows-hill, the old crone hummed her songs;
and the crickets chirped, and the raven croaked
from the opposite neighbour’s house, and the
winding-sheet rolled from the candle. Through
the whole spectral world sounded, "death!
death!"
"Go with me to life and truth," cried the
second form, the youth who was beautiful as a
cherub. A flame shone from his brow – a
cherub’s sword glittered in his hand. "I am
Knowledge," said he: "my world is greater –
its aim is truth."
And there was a brightness all around; the
spectral images paled; it did not extend over
the world they had seen. Superstition’s lantern
had only exhibited magic-lantern images on
the old ruined wall, and the wind had driven
wet misty vapours past in figures.
"I will give thee a rich recompense. Truth
in the created – truth in God!"
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