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M. Krempe had now commenced an eulogy on himself, which happily
turned the conversation from a subject that was so annoying to
me.
Clerval had never sympathised in my tastes for natural science;
and his literary pursuits differed wholly from those which had
occupied me. He came to the university with the design of making
himself complete master of the oriental languages, and thus he
should open a field for the plan of life he had marked out for
himself. Resolved to pursue no inglorious career, he turned his
eyes toward the East, as affording scope for his spirit of
enterprise. The Persian, Arabic, and Sanskrit languages engaged
his attention, and I was easily induced to enter on the same
studies. Idleness had ever been irksome to me, and now that I
wished to fly from reflection, and hated my former studies, I
felt great relief in being the fellow-pupil with my friend, and
found not only instruction but consolation in the works of the
orientalists. I did not, like him, attempt a critical knowledge
of their dialects, for I did not contemplate making any other use
of them than temporary amusement.

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