麒麟小说

THE TALE（第2页）

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ourelvish*craft，weseemewonderwise，*fantastic，wicked

ourtermesbeso*clergialandquaint。**learnedandstrange

iblowthefiretillthatmineheartefaint

whyshoulditelleneachproportion

ofthinges，whichethatweworkupon，

asonfiveorsixounces，maywellbe

ofsilver，orsomeotherquantity?

andbusymetotelleyouthenames，

asorpiment，burntbones，ironsquames，**scales

thatintopowdergroundenbefullsmall?

andinanearthenpothowputisall，

and，salty-putin，andalsopeppere，

beforethesepowdersthatispeakofhere，

andwelly-coverdwithalampofglass?

andofmuchotherthingwhichthattherewas?

andofthepotsandglasseseng露，**sealingup

thatoftheairmightpassenoutnothing?

andoftheeasy*fire，andsmart**also，*slow**quick

whichthatwasmade?andofthecareandwoe

thatwehadinourmatterssubliming，

andinamalgaming，andcalcining

ofquicksilver，calledmercurycrude?

foralloursleighteswecannotconc露de。

ourorpiment，andsublimdmercury，

ourgroundlitharge*ekeontheporphyry，*whitelead

ofeachoftheseofouncesacertain，**certainproportion

nothelpethus，ourlabourisinvain。

norneitherourspiritsascensioun，

norourmattersthatlieallfixdadown

mayinourworkingnothingusavail;