their creation of
new_--until he found them reflected--unimpressive _at last_--back from
the throne of the Godhead. And not only could such a being do this,
but at any epoch, should a given result be afforded him--should one of
these numberless comets, for example, be presented to his
inspection--he could have no difficulty in determining, by the
analytic retrogradation, to what original impulse it was due. This
power of retrogradation in its absolute fulness and perfection--this
faculty of referring at _all_ epochs, _all_ effects to _all_
causes--is of course the prerogative of the Deity alone--but in every
variety of degree, short of the absolute perfection, is the power
itself exercised by the whole host of the Angelic Intelligences.
But you speak merely of impulses upon the air.
In speaking of the air, I referred only to the earth: but the general
proposition has reference to impulses upon the ether--which, since it
pervades, and alone pervades all space, is thus the great medium of
Then all motion, of whatever nature, creates?
It must: but a true philosophy has long taught that the source of all
motion is thought--and the source of all thought is--
I have spoken to you, Oinos, as to a child, of the fair Earth which
lately perished--of impulses upon the atmosphere of the earth.
And while I thus spoke, did there not cross your mind some thought of
the _physical power of words_? Is not every word an impulse on the
But why, Agathos, do you weep--and why, oh, why do your wings droop as
we hover above this fair star--which is the greenest and yet most
terrible of all we have encountered in our flight? Its brilliant
flowers look like a fairy dream--but its fierce volcanoes like the
passions of a turbulent heart.
They _are_!--they _are_!--This wild star--it is now three centuries
since, with clasped hands, and with streaming eyes, at the feet of my
beloved--I spoke it--with a few passionate sentences--into birth. Its
brilliant flowers _are_ the dearest of all unfulfilled dreams, and its
raging volcanoes _are_ the passions of the most turbulent and
unhallowed of hearts!
But I had an object apart from these considerations.Page 17
It seems, however, that this politic damsel (who had been reading Machiavelli, beyond doubt), had a very ingenious little plot in her mind.Page 31
The one midway is Moskoe.Page 47
Whether it escaped the flames by good fortune or by bad, yet remains to be seen.Page 53
I cannot better explain my meaning than by the hypothesis that the mesmeric exaltation enables me to perceive a train of ratiocination which, in my abnormal existence, convinces, but which, in full accordance with the mesmeric phenomena, does not extend, except through its _effect_, into my normal condition.Page 71
There was a rope about the animal's neck.Page 89
" Thus speaking, and having carefully shaded his lamp, he hurried to one of the casements, and threw it freely open to the storm.Page 95
"And I looked upwards, and there stood a man upon the summit of the rock; and I hid myself among the water-lilies that I might discover the actions of the man.Page 97
There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution.Page 101
They rang throughout the seven rooms loudly and clearly--for the prince was a bold and robust man, and the music had become hushed at the waving of his hand.Page 112
I still quickened my pace.Page 136
Milder! I half smiled in my agony as I thought of such application of such a term.Page 141
The room had been square.Page 146
As often happens, when such refusals are made, the practitioners resolved to disinter the body and dissect it at leisure, in private.Page 166
To the left the character of the scene is softer and more obviously artificial.Page 171
About thirty yards east of this tree stood, however, the pride of the valley, and beyond all question the most magnificent tree I have ever seen, unless, perhaps, among the cypresses of the Itchiatuckanee.Page 181
In front lay a small parterre, planted with box and other shrubs; but through this sacred division we passed only upon rare occasions indeed--such as a first advent to school or final departure thence, or perhaps, when a parent or friend having called for us, we joyfully took our way home for the Christmas or Midsummer holy-days.Page 198
I could scarcely contain my feelings of triumph.Page 207
At length there broke in upon my dreams a cry as of horror and dismay; and thereunto, after a pause, succeeded the sound of troubled voices, intermingled with many low moanings of sorrow or of pain.Page 208
I spoke not, and he took me gently by the hand: it was indented with the impress of human nails.