The Puritans by Arlo Bates
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thread of paganism; throw stones at the glass of piety; and quaff from
a full goblet." "After that come before me that I may whisper a word in thine ear;-- thou wilt accomplish thy journey if thou listen to my discourse." Abandoning my heart, and rapt in ecstasy, I ran after her until I came to a place in which religion and reason forsook me. At a distance I beheld a company all insane and inebriated, who came boiling and roaring with ardor from the wine of love. Without cymbals or lutes or viols, yet all filled with mirth and melody; without wine or goblet or flagon, yet all incessantly drinking. When the cord of restraint slipped from my hand, I desired to ask her one question, but she said: "Silence!" "This is no square temple to the gate of which thou canst arrive precipitately; this is no mosque to which thou canst come with tumult, but without knowledge. This is the banquet-house of infidels, and within it all are intoxicated; all from the dawn of eternity to the day of resurrection lost in astonishment." "Depart thou from the cloister and take thy way to the tavern; cast off the cloak of a dervish, and wear the robe of a libertine." I obeyed; and if thou desirest the same strain and color as Ismat, imitate him, and sell this world and the next for one drop of pure wine! |
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