A deep, thoughtful, and half-melancholy calm seemed unalterably fixed in their majestic and commanding gaze.
His step and mien were peculiarly sedate and lofty, and something foreign in the fashion and the sober hues of his sweeping garments added to the impressive effect of his quiet countenance and stately form.
Each of the young men, in saluting the new-comer, made mechanically, and with care to conceal it from him, a slight gesture or sign with their fingers; for Arbaces, the Egyptian, was supposed to possess the fatal gift of the evil eye.
'The scene must, indeed, be beautiful,' said Arbaces, with a cold though courteous smile, 'which draws the gay Clodius, and Glaucus the all admired, from the crowded thoroughfares of the city.' 'Is Nature ordinarily so unattractive ?' asked the Greek.
'To the dissipated--yes.' 'An austere reply, but scarcely a wise one.

Pleasure delights in contrasts; it is from dissipation that we learn to enjoy solitude, and from solitude dissipation.' 'So think the young philosophers of the Garden,' replied the Egyptian; 'they mistake lassitude for meditation, and imagine that, because they are sated with others, they know the delight of loneliness.

But not in such jaded bosoms can Nature awaken that enthusiasm which alone draws from her chaste reserve all her unspeakable beauty: she demands from you, not the exhaustion of passion, but all that fervor, from which you only seek, in adoring her, a release.

When, young Athenian, the moon revealed herself in visions of light to Endymion, it was after a day passed, not amongst the feverish haunts of men, but on the still mountains and in the solitary valleys of the hunter.' 'Beautiful simile!' cried Glaucus; 'most unjust application! Exhaustion! that word is for age, not youth.

By me, at least, one moment of satiety has never been known!' Again the Egyptian smiled, but his smile was cold and blighting, and even the unimaginative Clodius froze beneath its light.