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But she only smiled lightly, and put him off again, concluding with: "I should be frightened out of my life at possessing anything so beauteous and attractive in the way of a husband." So Hermon worked on, and waited, believing in his star.
Column of Progress, celebrating the Progress of Man. Preliminary sketch by Calder. W. Symmes Richardson, architect. Reliefs at base, by Isidore Konti, of New York. Surmounting statue, by Hermon A. MacNeil, of New York. To the west, the scientific phase, a tribute to Langley, who first solved the problem of flying. To the north, aerial achievement. To the east, aerial organization.
"Then we will at least save the sea eagle," cried Daphne, and ordered the steward, who was already having the dead fowl carried off, to care for the wounded bird of prey; but when the latter struck furiously with his beak at the Biamite who attempted to remove it, Hermon again turned to the girl, saying: "I thank you in the eagle's name for your good will, you best of women; but I fear even the most careful nursing will not help this wounded creature, for the higher one seeks to soar, the more surely he goes to destruction if his power of flight is broken.
A sign, and he will notice us and allow you to go on his ship, or, at any rate, send us a boat in which we can enter the canal." "No, no," replied Hermon. "My call would disturb him now." "Then let us make ourselves known to the Lady Thyone or her husband," the freedman continued.
"It is this very superiority in sublimity and beauty which I, and those who pursue the same path with me, oppose," replied Hermon. "Nature is sufficient for us. To take anything from her, mutilates; to add anything, disfigures her." "But not," replied Myrtilus firmly, "when it is done only in a special sense, and within the limits of Nature, to which the gods also belong.
Thus ended the artist's conversation with the King, from which Hermon had expected such great results and, deeply agitated, he ordered the driver of his horses to take him to Daphne. She was the only person to whom he could confide what disappointment this interview had caused him.
While the others were still feasting there, Daphne was enjoying an hour alone with her companion Chrysilla. She had remained absent from Philippus's banquet, and her pale cheeks showed the ill effects produced by the excitement of the previous night. A little before noon Hermon came to see her. He, too, had not gone to the Pelusinian's breakfast.
Hermon saw only two windows lighted, the ones in his friend's studio, which looked out into the open square, while his own faced the water. What did this mean? It must be nearly midnight, and he could no longer expect Myrtilus to be still at work. He had supposed that he should find him in his chamber, supported by his slaves, struggling for breath.
"It is this very superiority in sublimity and beauty which I, and those who pursue the same path with me, oppose," replied Hermon. "Nature is sufficient for us. To take anything from her, mutilates; to add anything, disfigures her." "But not," replied Myrtilus firmly, "when it is done only in a special sense, and within the limits of Nature, to which the gods also belong.
It was scarcely the daughter of Archias who had detained Hermon, for he made only a brief answer Ledscha could not hear what it was when she accosted him pleasantly, to devote himself to Althea, and this could be perceived even at a distance thank her with ardent devotion. And now now he even raised the hem of her peplos to his lips.
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