For tice. In trade for taircase ed a small paradise. itasy rees, brus of ting primitive garden, ed several ses from triarcrious life errupted. tlessness or boredom made ed . But ryside to breat, or visit a peasants daug, or lie f into ted reetops, into ting er a day or ttack    ly, tenderly coax    a mouted beard. Beside Ericatues ao t times er. onis. Everytless, stubborn, boyis o flo greion, a small surging ainly no less heology.

        Pensively ;Im learning a great deal from you, Goldmund. Im beginning to uand    is. Formerly it seemed to me t, pared to t could not be taken altoget someture of mind and matter, siion of ternal to ter pulls o transitory, rive aoo elevate    meaning. I did pretend, out of , to    in eem, but actually I    and looked do. Only no t t even t o is my ay on it. But I see t you, on te road, on t of being just as deeply and    express it in a muc to do."

        "Noand," Goldmund said, "t I t ceive of ts    images?"

        "I ood it. Our tant process of verting to abstras, a looking atempt to struct a purely spiritual    stant, t mortal to your , and in tality s look ao it, and by your sacrifice to it raise it to t, a parable of eternity. e try to e closer to God by pulling to ion and re-creating it. Bot, but art is more i."

        "I dont kno in overing life, iing despair, you to succeed better. I opped envying you for your learning, dear friend, but I do envy your calm, your detac, your peace."

        "You s envy me, Goldmund. t you imagine. O not anyt lives antly and never leaves us. t must be ruggles as Abbot, my struggles in t you dont. You only see t I am less subjeoods take t for peace. But my life is struggle; it is struggle and sacrifice like every det life; like yours, too."

        "Lets not quarrel about it, Narcissus. You dont see all my struggles eit knoo uand    t it aken a in its place. turn to a bare    all t I did not ac even see, and inside Ill feel as robbed ay as t;

        "t may be so," said Narcissus. "and tely in suc tion all men of good art out again, and eacime to be made ane;

        A feer Goldmunds big s place. An old experience repeated itself: , judged, praised; and     and ood empty ao table for a festive meal at    fiserest and joy of Narcissus, who praised him and honored his work.

        A near for to ter and in . For tar Goldmuo make a statue of to eternalize in table figures of iful fearful Lydia, ts daugtle importao    seemed suitable to ants project. If Eric partner    alone ill close to . itar and . Often Goldmu    for several days, and Ericified t,    atue of Lydia, to roam again.

        roubled. Siion of less and dissatisfied. No of Master Niklaus and led master in , but unfree and unyoung. Retly a small adventure : on one of    girl named Franziska, o cs of sedu ened gladly to ting, lauged at    s time , to a young     fotten. Franziska        because of a feure gray    rat rangely similar to Master Niklaus. itious and tame; iimal.    norustfully for t st. And after    and caroused, sometibly back.    ting for    responsible for tar ant Eri: after ted to go on a trip and try     good to live in a cloister for so long,    mig not for elligently ood an artists    all t—g, tenderness, games, love, pleasure    t—did not flouris one le gray and serious tle aminated; it    into    of a trip soled    to o be free sooner. And as Lydias figure gradually came torict folds of ook algic falling in love iful s time,    love,    travels, ly    te image, felt it oender memories. It o form    ifully arcoo, are at tion and loving respect w.

        finiso t. Narcissus said: "t is a beautiful    measures up to it. I must fess to you t I    you on several occasions during t mont you less and disturbed, and imes t atue. I am ;

        "Yes," Goldmund said, "tatue turned out rat o me, Narcissus. In order to make tatue, I needed my entire youts is t ake a good long vacation, I dont kno o me.    you uand t? ell, yes. You kno, and Ive aken any payment for my work ;

        "I often offered it to you," interrupted Narcissus.

        "Yes, and no it. Ill    into t be sad. It is not t I dont like it    be better off anyake. ill you fulfill my wis;

        t it noldmund fit and boots, and as summer dre ouc mig     e o be slige touco te. Alt deeply sad about times smiled a little about Goldmunds being in love, about    being able to tear atue.

        But one day Goldmund surprised o take . In o Narcissus to say goodbye. ime ago. Noaking came o boted    feel in .

        "ill I ever see you again?" asked Narcissus.

        "Oty nag does not break my neck, you ainly see me again. Besides,    me, t be anyoo call you Narcissus and cause you to    fear. Yes, and dont fet to keep an eye on Erio ooucatue! S remain standing in my room, as I    to let t of your ;

        "Are you looking foro t;

        Goldmund blinked.

        "ell, I o it; ts quite true. But no Im about to ride off, it feels less amusing t t me, but I dont like going a please me. It is like an illness; young    . Master Niklaus    oo. ell, lets not c about useless stuff! Bless me, dear friend; I    to leave."

        he rode off.

        In s, Narcissus ly ed about    range and lovable person ormy and insatiable, a gro terfly, it nes,    of suco fear for , deep do pleased    tubborn e, t     again to slers.

        Every day ts ts retur oime or anoto itude and    and self-reproac pertle o be ot?    said muc it, per enougell if    not o keep him?

        But    only been enrily good t    s to er life, ly office, ructed t edifice—all ten been so its foundations by . Certainly, seen from t of vieer, from t of viey, ter, rigeadier, more orderly, more exemplary. It rict service, an unending sacrifice, a stantly reneriving for clarity and justice. It er tist, vagrant, and seducer of    seen from above, ion of teness from dirt and blood, of o pation aer ted to live a regulated life, ies indicated by prayer bells? ed to study Aristotle and Saint to kinguiso flee t created incts, y for sin, lust, and despair? tions around s circled    pero lead a Goldmund-life, more ceous, more noble pero abandon oo tream of reality, to it sins and accept tter sequences ratside t a lonely -garden, strolling sinlessly among ones sered flos and along torn so suffer sun and rain, o play h suffering.

        At any rate, Goldmund    a mained for o t dept and blood,    being small and on,    killing t    darkness    extinguis and tive forside to ic life, a for ill-life images, radiant o being under Goldmunds stai faces glo, t plants and flole, proud, or sacred gestures, si an abundance of ligs of God d in t of tist and seducer.

        It o seem superior to Goldmund in tions, to oppose ellectual order to     every small gesture of one of Goldmunds figures, every eye, every mout not more real, alive, and irreplaceable t tist,    and misery, fasriving for innumerable people, porary and future, figures to    anguisless people urn for solation, firmation, and strength?

        Smiling and sad, Narcissus remembered all times siaugefully ed, alting Narcissuss superiority and guidance. And tly, empest and suffering of rus, no explanations, no    autied life. er discipline, ics!

        tions around urned. Just as ervened roug brutally, in Goldmunds youturn, o doubt and self-examination.     been given baes over.

        t ime for t. eeks passed. tnut tree    its blossoms; tgreen beeed dark, firm, and orks long since ce toaugo fly. tayed aant o    on Plato, an excellent grammarian, and one or tle t souls. But     again noh longing.

        Often    to to ence tant Eriued    tar and eagerly aed ers return. Sometimes t unlocked Goldmunds room, ed tayed old ory. But    everyt t. Perrayed a , truer t faitaken il finally, perer many years in oucatue of a girl and captured in enderness, admiration, and longing of tory, too, in tern pulpit in tory. It ory of a inctive being, of a    s ers ra    emerged from them.

        Narcissus struggled. ered    betray ed in no    service. But ion of , o God and to taco his friend.
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