And Now All You People Whatsoever That Are Presently Reading, May Have
Read, Or Shall In The Future Read, This
My many-sided but now-ending
book; all you also that in the mysterious designs of Providence may
not be
Fated to read it for some very long time to come; you then I
say, entire, englobed, and universal race of men both in gross and
regardant, not only living and seeing the sunlight, but dead also
under the earth; shades, or to come in procession afterwards out of
the dark places into the day for a little, swarms of you, an army
without end; all you black and white, red, yellow and brown, men,
women, children and poets - all of you, wherever you are now, or have
been, or shall be in your myriads and deka myriads and hendeka
myriads, the time has come when I must bid you farewell -
_Ludisti satis, edisti satis, atque bibisti;
Tempus abire tibi est...._
Only Lector I keep by me for a very little while longer with a special
purpose, but even he must soon leave me; for all good things come to
an end, and this book is coming to an end - has come to an end. The
leaves fall, and they are renewed; the sun sets on the Vexin hills,
but he rises again over the woods of Marly. Human companionship once
broken can never be restored, and you and I shall not meet or
understand each other again. It is so of all the poor links whereby we
try to bridge the impassable gulf between soul and soul.
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