Mahomet made the people believe that he would call a hill to him, and from the top of it offer up his prayers for the observers of his law. The people assembled. Mahomet called the hill to come to him, again and again; and when the hill stood still he was never a whit abashed, but said, If the hill will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet will go to the hill.
Note 1. As aromatic plants bestow No spicy fragrance while they grow; But crushed or trodden to the ground, Diffuse their balmy sweets around. Oliver Goldsmith: The Captivity, act i.
The good are better made by ill, As odours crushed are sweeter still. Samuel Rogers: Jacqueline, stanza 3. [back]
Note 2. Robert Burton (quoted): Anatomy of Melancholy, part iii. sect. 2, memb. 5, subsect. 5. [back]
Note 3. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes; Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell, Aspiring to be angels, men rebel. Alexander Pope: Essay on Man, ep. i. line 125. [back]