Even The Recognition Of An Individual Whom

The Old Notion That The Savage Is The Freest Of Mankind Is The Reverse Of The Truth. He Is A Slave, Not Indeed To A Visible Master, But To The Past, To The Spirits Of His Dead Forefathers, Who Haunt His Steps From Birth To Death, And Rule Him With A Rod Of Iron.

Dwellers By The Sea Cannot Fail To Be Impressed By The Sight Of Its Ceaseless Ebb And Flow, And Are Apt, On The Principles Of That Rude Philosophy Of Sympathy And Resemblance... To Trace A Subtle Relation, A Secret Harmony, Between Its Tides And The Life Of Man... The Belief That Most Deaths Happen At Ebb Tide Is Said To Be Held Along The East Coast Of England From Northumberland To Kent.

Indeed The Influence Of Music On The Development Of Religion Is A Subject Which Would Repay A Sympathetic Study.

Even The Recognition Of An Individual Whom We See Every Day Is Only Possible As The Result Of An Abstract Idea Of Him Formed By Generalization From His Appearances In The Past.

It Is A Common Rule With Primitive People Not To Waken A Sleeper, Because His Soul Is Away And Might Not Have Time To Get Back.