'
'Take thy trumpet then, summon the people, bid them swiftly raise again
our temple. "The bricks have fallen, but we will rebuild with marble."
Didst hear that chorus, sir?'
'Unto thy chosen ear alone it sounded.'
'Where am I? This is not our fountain. Yet thou didst say, "the
fountain." Think me not wild. I know thee, I know all. Thou art
not Miriam. Thou art jabaster; I am Alroy. But thou didst say, "the
fountain," and it distracted me, and called back my memory to----
'God of Israel, lo, I kneel before thee! Here, in the solitude of
wildest nature, my only witness here this holy man, I kneel and vow,
Lord! I will do thy bidding. I am young, O God! and weak; but thou,
Lord, art all-powerful! What God is like to thee? Doubt not my courage,
Lord; and fill me with thy spirit! but remember, remember her, O Lord!
remember Miriam. It is the only worldly thought I have, and it is pure.'
'Still of his sister! Calm thyself, my son.'
'Holy master, thou dost remember when I was thy pupil in this cavern.
Thou hast not forgotten those days of tranquil study, those sweet, long
wandering nights of sacred science! I was dutiful, and hung upon each
accent of thy lore with the devotion that must spring from love.
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