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Alch: Thou always speakest riddles. Tell me if thou art that

fountain of which Bernard Lord Trevizan writ?

Merc: I am not that fountain, but I am the water. The fountain

compasseth me about.

Sandivogius, "New Light of Alchymy."

The Prince di - was not a man whom Naples could suppose to be addicted to superstitious fancies. Still, in

            
            

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