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- # Deterioration and Philosophical Acceptance
## Overview
This is a segment titled "Deterioration and Philosophical Acceptance" extracted from the short story [I and My Chimney](arke:01KG6YFYGCYAYC9GHGT2Z086S9). It is part of the [Melville](arke:01KG6YCG626JN4FCG8QK17CQCF) collection and was extracted on January 30, 2026. The segment discusses the deterioration of the chimney after a surgical operation exposed it to the elements, and the narrator's philosophical acceptance of this decay.
## Context
The segment is part of the short story [I and My Chimney](arke:01KG6YFYGCYAYC9GHGT2Z086S9), which was extracted from the file [i_and_my_chimney.txt](arke:01KG6YDDFE1YJ2Q37Q9JT1AJVB). It follows the segment [Introduction and Description of the Chimney](arke:01KG6YGAG0DGZDXBE9F9K40XN4) and precedes the segment [Emergence of Conflict](arke:01KG6YGAFVT0H79ZZY1YXRHAJS). The story and this segment are part of the larger [Melville](arke:01KG6YCG626JN4FCG8QK17CQCF) collection.
## Contents
This segment (lines 200-214 of the original text) describes the chimney's deterioration after being exposed to the open air due to a surgical operation. The chimney, not built with weather-resistant bricks, began to show signs of decay, likened to measles. Passersby mocked its appearance, comparing it to a melting "wax nose." The narrator, however, embraces the decay, comparing it to the picturesque decay of Kenilworth and suggesting that his chimney belongs in "ivied old England."
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- Deterioration and Philosophical Acceptance
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- All feeling hearts will sympathize with me in what I am now about to
add. The surgical operation, above referred to, necessarily brought
into the open air a part of the chimney previously under cover, and
intended to remain so, and, therefore, not built of what are called
weather-bricks. In consequence, the chimney, though of a vigorous
constitution, suffered not a little, from so naked an exposure; and,
unable to acclimate itself, ere long began to fail—showing blotchy
symptoms akin to those in measles. Whereupon travelers, passing my way,
would wag their heads, laughing; “See that wax nose—how it melts off!”
But what cared I? The same travelers would travel across the sea to
view Kenilworth peeling away, and for a very good reason: that of all
artists of the picturesque, decay wears the palm—I would say, the ivy.
In fact, I’ve often thought that the proper place for my old chimney is
ivied old England.
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- Deterioration and Philosophical Acceptance