Zanoni by Edward Bulwer-lytton — Read

Des Erdenlebens / Schweres Traumbild sinkt, und sinkt, und sinkt. / "Das Ideal und das Lebens. " / (The Dream Shape of the heavy earthly life sinks, and sinks, and / sinks.)

She stood within the chamber, and gazed around her; no signs by which an inquisitor of old could have detected the scholar of the Black Art were visible. No crucibles and caldrons, no brass-bound volumes and ciphered girdles, no skulls and cross-bones. Quietly streamed the broad moonlight through the desolate chamber with its bare, white walls. A few bunches of withered herbs, a few antique vessels of bronze, placed carelessly on a wooden form, were all which that curious gaze could identify with the pursuits of the absent owner. The magic, if it existed, dwelt in the artificer, and the materials, to other hands, were but herbs and bronze. So is it ever with thy works and wonders, O Genius, -- Seeker of the Stars!