carbuncle--a live coal--from the core of which, as out of the midst of a
perpetual, unextinguishable fire, issued a delicate perfume, filling the
whole neighborhood, as with the smoke of a censer; and leaving the eye
to make out--by little and little--through the fragrant vapor, first a
pair of embroidered Persian slippers, then a magnificent robe, flowered
all over as with the sunshine of the sea, and weltering in the
changeable light of the open window, then a prodigious quantity of
lustrous black hair flowing down over the shoulders, from underneath a
crimson velvet cap with a diamond buckle and clasp, and a tassel of spun
gold, strung with sapphire, ruby, amethyst and pearl--and a pomp of
black feathers overshadowing an ample forehead of surpassing power, and
eyes of untroubled splendor; and then, after a long while, a heap of
black shadow lying coiled up underneath the table, from the midst of
which an occasional flash, as of a serpent's tongue, or an angry
sparkle--as of a serpent's eye, would appear--and at last the whole
proportions of a superb-looking personage, who had been trying, hour
after hour, with a compressed lip and a thoughtful determined eye--to
snap what appeared to be a handful of seed pearl, one by one, through
the grated window before him, without touching the bars--hour after
hour--and always in vain! The passage way was too narrow--the bars too
near together.
Behold! murmured he at last, while the shadow of another--and yet
another stranger, shot along the lighted floor, as he stole about the
room a-tiptoe, and gathering up the pearls, if pearls they were, that
lay in heaps underneath the window, and flinging aside the magnificent
robe he wore, prepared himself anew and with more determination than
ever, for the work he had evidently set his heart upon, if not his life,
by measuring the elevation with a steadier eye, and poising every pearl
with a more delicate touch, before he projected it toward the window.
Behold! how the Ancient of Days delighteth in counteracting the purposes
of Man?
The other started back and threw up his arms with a look of horror and
amazement, and all who were about him began whispering together and
shaking their heads.
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