I looked around in this home of the magician. On his writing-desk lay a
parchment on which he had commenced to write down the horoscope of the
following year. Beside the desk was a celestial globe with figures painted
in various colors. In a window looking towards the south hung an
astrolabe, to whose alidade a long telescope (of course without lenses)
was attached. The book-case contained a not inconsiderable number of
folios: Versio Vulgata, some volumes of the fathers, Virgil, Dionysius
Areopagita, Ptolemy, the hymns of Orpheus, Hermes Trismegistus,
Jamblichus, Pliny's Natural History, a large number of works partly in
Arabic upon astrology and alchemy, also a few Hebrew manuscripts, and so
on. These and other such things were to be found in his observatory,
which was also his studio and sleeping-room. Next to the observatory was
the alchemical laboratory with a strangely appointed oven filled with
singular instruments reminding me again of Faust's complaint:--
=Ihr Instrumente freilich spottet mein,
Mit Rad und Kämmen, Walz und Bügel.
Ich stand am Thor, ihr solltet Schlüssel sein;
Zwar euer Bart ist kraus, doch hebt Ihr nicht die Riegel.=
While we lingered here our host informed us that for the present he had
suspended his experiments in alchemy. He hoped to find his _quinta
essentia_ by a shorter process than the combination of substances and
distillation, which had exhausted already so many investigators and led so
few to success. He acknowledged that he had himself advanced no farther in
the art of the adepts than the extraction from "philosophic earth" mixed
with "philosophic water" of just so much, and no more, gold than he had
employed at the beginning of the experiment.[29] In spite of this,
however, he worked daily before his oven, melting and purifying such
metals as he needed for his planet-medallions, amulets and magical rings,
and above all in preparing that effective alloy which is called electrum.
From his laboratory our host conducted us into two other apartments with
arched ceilings, forming a sort of museum of most extraordinary
curiosities,--skeletons and dried limbs of various animals: fishes, birds,
lizards, frogs, snakes, etc.; herbs and differently colored stones; whole
and broken swords; nails extracted from coffins and gallows; flasks
containing I know not what,--all arranged in groups under the signs of the
different planets. We beheld before us the wonderful and rich apparatus of
practical magic arranged according to rules of which we were entirely
ignorant,--rules which we had vainly sought in all the treatises of
modern times upon the occult sciences of the Middle Ages, rules which
might perhaps contain the simple principles underlying their confusion.
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