Zanoni by Edward Bulwer-lytton

Quel est l'egarement ou ton ame se livre? La Harpe, "Le Comte de Warwick," Act 4, sc. 4. (To what delusion does thy soul abandon itself? )

Alas, Zanoni! the aspirer, the dark, bright one! -- didst thou think that the bond between the survivor of ages and the daughter of a day could endure? Didst thou not foresee that, until the ordeal was past, there could be no equality between thy wisdom and her love? Art thou absent now seeking amidst thy solemn secrets the solemn safeguards for child and mother, and forgettest thou that the phantom that served thee hath power over its own gifts, -- over the lives it taught thee to rescue from the grave? Dost thou not know that Fear and Distrust, once sown in the heart of Love, spring up from the seed into a forest that excludes the stars? Dark, bright one! the hateful eyes glare beside the mother and the child!