Marzio's Crucifix and Zoroaster by F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford
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think too well, and women never think at all. I wish you good luck of
your marriage and of your wife. If you were my son you would never have thought of getting married. The mere idea of it made you send your chisel through a cherub's eye last week and cost an hoax's time for repairing. Is that the way to look at the great question of humanity? Ah! if I were only a deputy in the Chambers, I would teach you the philosophy of all that rubbish!" "I thought you said the other day that you would not have any deputies at all," observed the apprentice, playing with his hammer. "Such as these are--no! A few of them I would put into the acid bath, as I would a casting, to clean them before chiselling them down. They might be good for something then. You must begin by knocking down, boy, if you want to build up. You must knock down everything, raze the existing system to the ground, and upon the place where it stood shall rise the mighty temple of immortal liberty." "And who will buy your chalices and monstrances under the new order of things?" inquired Gianbattista coldly. "The foreign market," returned Marzio. "Italy shall be herself again, as she was in the days of Michael Angelo; of Leonardo, who died in the arms of a king; of Cellini, who shot a prince from the walls of Saint Angelo. Italy shall be great, shall monopolise the trade, the art, the greatness of all creation!" "A lucrative monopoly!" exclaimed the young man. "Monopolies! There shall be no monopolies! The free artisan shall sell |
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