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作者:这就是结局      更新:2021-02-20 15:57      字数:9322
  earliest philosophers; are still a mystery to the latest; tell me
  if there really exists upon the earth any book; any manuscript;
  in which their discoveries; their tenets; are to be learned?〃
  At the words; 〃august fraternity;〃 I need scarcely say that my
  attention had been at once aroused; and I listened eagerly for
  the stranger's reply。
  〃I do not think;〃 said the old gentleman; 〃that the masters of
  the school have ever consigned; except by obscure hint and
  mystical parable; their real doctrines to the world。  And I do
  not blame them for their discretion。〃
  Here he paused; and seemed about to retire; when I said; somewhat
  abruptly; to the collector; 〃I see nothing; Mr。 D; in this
  catalogue which relates to the Rosicrucians!〃
  〃The Rosicrucians!〃 repeated the old gentleman; and in his turn
  he surveyed me with deliberate surprise。  〃Who but a Rosicrucian
  could explain the Rosicrucian mysteries!  And can you imagine
  that any members of that sect; the most jealous of all secret
  societies; would themselves lift the veil that hides the Isis of
  their wisdom from the world?〃
  〃Aha!〃 thought I; 〃this; then; is 'the august fraternity' of
  which you spoke。  Heaven be praised!  I certainly have stumbled
  on one of the brotherhood。〃
  〃But;〃 I said aloud; 〃if not in books; sir; where else am I to
  obtain information?  Nowadays one can hazard nothing in print
  without authority; and one may scarcely quote Shakespeare without
  citing chapter and verse。  This is the age of facts;the age of
  facts; sir。〃
  〃Well;〃 said the old gentleman; with a pleasant smile; 〃if we
  meet again; perhaps; at least; I may direct your researches to
  the proper source of intelligence。〃  And with that he buttoned
  his greatcoat; whistled to his dog; and departed。
  It so happened that I did meet again with the old gentleman;
  exactly four days after our brief conversation in Mr。 D's book…
  shop。  I was riding leisurely towards Highgate; when; at the foot
  of its classic hill; I recognised the stranger; he was mounted on
  a black pony; and before him trotted his dog; which was black
  also。
  If you meet the man whom you wish to know; on horseback; at the
  commencement of a long hill; where; unless he has borrowed a
  friend's favourite hack; he cannot; in decent humanity to the
  brute creation; ride away from you; I apprehend that it is your
  own fault if you have not gone far in your object before you have
  gained the top。  In short; so well did I succeed; that on
  reaching Highgate the old gentleman invited me to rest at his
  house; which was a little apart from the village; and an
  excellent house it was;small; but commodious; with a large
  garden; and commanding from the windows such a prospect as
  Lucretius would recommend to philosophers:  the spires and domes
  of London; on a clear day; distinctly visible; here the Retreat
  of the Hermit; and there the Mare Magnum of the world。
  The walls of the principal rooms were embellished with pictures
  of extraordinary merit; and in that high school of art which is
  so little understood out of Italy。  I was surprised to learn that
  they were all from the hand of the owner。  My evident admiration
  pleased my new friend; and led to talk upon his part; which
  showed him no less elevated in his theories of art than an adept
  in the practice。  Without fatiguing the reader with irrelevant
  criticism; it is necessary; perhaps; as elucidating much of the
  design and character of the work which these prefatory pages
  introduce; that I should briefly observe; that he insisted as
  much upon the connection of the arts; as a distinguished author
  has upon that of the sciences; that he held that in all works of
  imagination; whether expressed by words or by colours; the artist
  of the higher schools must make the broadest distinction between
  the real and the true;in other words; between the imitation of
  actual life; and the exaltation of Nature into the Ideal。
  〃The one;〃 said he; 〃is the Dutch School; the other is the
  Greek。〃
  〃Sir;〃 said I; 〃the Dutch is the most in fashion。〃
  〃Yes; in painting; perhaps;〃 answered my host; 〃but in
  literature〃
  〃It was of literature I spoke。  Our growing poets are all for
  simplicity and Betty Foy; and our critics hold it the highest
  praise of a work of imagination; to say that its characters are
  exact to common life; even in sculpture〃
  〃In sculpture!  No; no! THERE the high ideal must at least be
  essential!〃
  〃Pardon me; I fear you have not seen Souter Johnny and Tam
  O'Shanter。〃
  〃Ah!〃 said the old gentleman; shaking his head; 〃I live very much
  out of the world; I see。  I suppose Shakespeare has ceased to be
  admired?〃
  〃On the contrary; people make the adoration of Shakespeare the
  excuse for attacking everybody else。  But then our critics have
  discovered that Shakespeare is so REAL!〃
  〃Real!  The poet who has never once drawn a character to be met
  with in actual life;who has never once descended to a passion
  that is false; or a personage who is real!〃
  I was about to reply very severely to this paradox; when I
  perceived that my companion was growing a little out of temper。
  And he who wishes to catch a Rosicrucian; must take care not to
  disturb the waters。  I thought it better; therefore; to turn the
  conversation。
  〃Revenons a nos moutons;〃 said I; 〃you promised to enlighten my
  ignorance as to the Rosicrucians。〃
  〃Well!〃 quoth he; rather sternly; 〃but for what purpose?  Perhaps
  you desire only to enter the temple in order to ridicule the
  rites?〃
  〃What do you take me for!  Surely; were I so inclined; the fate
  of the Abbe de Villars is a sufficient warning to all men not to
  treat idly of the realms of the Salamander and the Sylph。
  Everybody knows how mysteriously that ingenious personage was
  deprived of his life; in revenge for the witty mockeries of his
  'Comte de Gabalis。'〃
  〃Salamander and Sylph!  I see that you fall into the vulgar
  error; and translate literally the allegorical language of the
  mystics。〃
  With that the old gentleman condescended to enter into a very
  interesting; and; as it seemed to me; a very erudite relation; of
  the tenets of the Rosicrucians; some of whom; he asserted; still
  existed; and still prosecuted; in august secrecy; their profound
  researches into natural science and occult philosophy。
  〃But this fraternity;〃 said he; 〃however respectable and
  virtuous;virtuous I say; for no monastic order is more severe
  in the practice of moral precepts; or more ardent in Christian
  faith;this fraternity is but a branch of others yet more
  transcendent in the powers they have obtained; and yet more
  illustrious in their origin。  Are you acquainted with the
  Platonists?〃
  〃I have occasionally lost my way in their labyrinth;〃 said I。
  〃Faith; they are rather difficult gentlemen to understand。〃
  〃Yet their knottiest problems have never yet been published。
  Their sublimest works are in manuscript; and constitute the
  initiatory learning; not only of the Rosicrucians; but of the
  nobler brotherhoods I have referred to。  More solemn and sublime
  still is the knowledge to be gleaned from the elder Pythagoreans;
  and the immortal masterpieces of Apollonius。〃
  〃Apollonius; the imposter of Tyanea! are his writings extant?〃
  〃Imposter!〃 cried my host; 〃Apollonius an imposter!〃
  〃I beg your pardon; I did not know he was a friend of yours; and
  if you vouch for his character; I will believe him to have been a
  very respectable man; who only spoke the truth when he boasted of
  his power to be in two places at the same time。〃
  〃Is that so difficult?〃 said the old gentleman; 〃if so; you have
  never dreamed!〃
  Here ended our conversation; but from that time an acquaintance
  was formed between us which lasted till my venerable friend
  departed this life。  Peace to his ashes!  He was a person of
  singular habits and eccentric opinions; but the chief part of his
  time was occupied in acts of quiet and unostentatious goodness。
  He was an enthusiast in the duties of the Samaritan; and as his
  virtues were softened by the gentlest charity; so his hopes were
  based upon the devoutest belief。  He never conversed upon his own
  origin and history; nor have I ever been able to penetrate the
  darkness in which they were concealed。  He seemed to have seen
  much of the world; and to have been an eye…witness of the first
  French Revolution; a subject upon which he was equally eloquent
  and instructive。  At the same time he did not regard the crimes
  of that stormy period with the philosophical leniency with which
  enlightened writers (their heads safe upon their shoulders) are;
  in the present day; inclined to treat the massacres of the past:
  he spoke not as a student who had read and reasoned; but as a man
  who had seen and suffered。  The old gentleman seemed alone in the
  world; nor did I know that he had one relation; till his
  executor; a distant