And, in fine, of false sciences I thought I knew the worth sufficiently to escape being deceived by the professions of an alchemist
, the predictions of an astrologer, the impostures of a magician, or by the artifices and boasting of any of those who profess to know things of which they are ignorant.
This, according to the big brother, was the dwelling-place of an alchemist
"old and grey with a long beard.
On the other side of the house, old Roger Chillingworth arranged his study and laboratory: not such as a modern man of science would reckon even tolerably complete, but provided with a distilling apparatus and the means of compounding drugs and chemicals, which the practised alchemist
knew well how to turn to purpose.
that thy father is already in the hands of a powerful alchemist
, who knows how to convert into gold and silver even the rusty bars of a dungeon grate.
Doctor Cacaphodel, the alchemist
, returned to his laboratory with a prodigious fragment of granite, which he ground to powder, dissolved in acids, melted in the crucible, and burned with the blow-pipe, and published the result of his experiments in one of the heaviest folios of the day.
According to the great alchemist
, Pierre de Boniface, the diamond rendered a man invisible, and the agate of India made him eloquent.
The care imprinted in the lines of Caleb's face, and his absorbed and dreamy manner, which would have sat well on some alchemist
or abstruse student, were at first sight an odd contrast to his occupation, and the trivialities about him.
This little coterie of friends was composed of seven famous men, who possessed many talents in common, being poets and musicians, alchemists
, philosophers, and mostly hard drinkers as well.
So that it is in truth, of operation upon a man's mind, of like virtue as the alchemists
use to attribute to their stone, for man's body; that it worketh all contrary effects, but still to the good and benefit of nature.
I replied carelessly, and partly in contempt, mentioned the names of my alchemists
as the principal authors I had studied.
There are days when every stream is Pactolus and every man is Croesus, and thanks to that first and greatest of all alchemists
, the sun, the morning I write of was a morning when to breathe was gold and to see was silver.
They were regular alchemists
at Durham's; they advertised a mushroom-catsup, and the men who made it did not know what a mushroom looked like.