LILITH A Fantasy Novel By George MacDonald - online book

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92                                     LILITH
thought she had lived always ! Full of wisdom and empty of knowledge, she was at once their Love and their Law ! But what seemed to me her ignorance might in truth be my own lack of insight! Her one anxiety plainly was, that her Little Ones should not grow, and change into bad giants! Their good giant' was bound to do his best for them: without more know­ledge of their nature, and some knowledge of their history, he could do nothing, and must therefore leave them! They would only be as they were before; they had in no way become dependent on me; they were still my protectors, I was not theirs ; my presence but brought them more in danger of their idiotic neighbours! I longed to teach them many things : I must first under­stand more of those I would teach! Knowledge no doubt made bad people worse, but it must make good people better! I was convinced they would learn mathematics; and might they not be taught to write down the dainty melodies they murmured and forgot ?
The conclusion was, that I must rise and continue my travels, in the hope of coming upon some elucida­tion of the fortunes and destiny of the bewitching little creatures.
My design, however, would not so soon have passed into action, but for what now occurred.
To prepare them for my temporary absence, I was one day telling them while at work that I would long ago have left the bad giants, but that I loved the Little Ones so much—when, as by one accord, they came rushing and crowding upon me ; they scrambled over each other and up the tree and dropped on my head, until I was nearly smothered. With three very little ones in my arms, one on each shoulder clinging to
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