Hypatia — or New Foes with an Old Face by Charles Kingsley
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without his Ariadne, Ares without Aphrodite, Zeus without Hera?
Even Artemis has her Endymion; Athens alone remains unwedded; but only because Hephaestus was too rough a wooer. Such is not he who now offers to the representative of Athene the opportunity of sharing that which may be with the help of her wisdom, which without her is impossible. [Greek expression omitted] Shall Eros, invincible for ages, be balked at last of the noblest game against which he ever drew his bow?'.... If Hypatia's colour had faded a moment before under the withering glance of the old Jewess, it rose again swiftly enough, as she read line after line of this strange epistle; till at last, crushing it together in her hand, she rose and hurried into the adjoining library, where Theon sat over his books. 'Father, do you know anything of this? Look what Orestes has dared to send me by the hands of some base Jewish witch!'--And she spread the letter before him, and stood impatient, her whole figure dilated with pride and anger, as the old man read it slowly and carefully, and then looked up, apparently not ill pleased with the contents. 'What, father?' asked she, half reproachfully. 'Do not you, too, feel the insult which has been put upon your daughter?' 'My dear child,' with a puzzled look, 'do you not see that he offers you--' 'I know what he offers me, father. The Empire of Africa .... I am to descend from the mountain heights of science, from the contemplation of the unchangeable and ineffable glories, into the |
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