One Of The Most Mysterious Of Semi-speculations

Fanatics Have Their Dreams, Wherewith They Weave A Paradise For A Sect.

They Swayed About Upon A Rocking Horse, And Thought It Pegasus.

The Uttered Part Of A Man's Life, Let Us Always Repeat, Bears To The Unuttered, Unconscious Part A Small Unknown Proportion. He Himself Never Knows It, Much Less Do Others.

We Read Fine Things But Never Feel Them To The Full Until We Have Gone The Same Steps As The Author.

The Redbreast Whistles From A Garden-croft; And Gathering Swallows Twitter In The Skies.