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snorted impatiently at this interruption of their would-be spirited pace ?—how the balized way smoothed as we approached Beauport ?—how you put on your spectacles as we neared a certain
large domicile ; the home , then , of one whose home is nearer to you now ? but there is no one at the windows , though , at your request * I look with two earnest eyes . And ' my nerves are steady ' as we plough through the spotless , crisp-coated snow on that declivity , in order to reach the river and skim along the ice . They are steady , although your leader Alexander , a noble horse is he , exhibits symptoms of distaste for the jaunt , as he is every moment
striking tangents and pivotting on his heels , with his haunches buried in the snow , and rearing laterally from the course . Not very steady , as I stand again in the freezing mist , with that magnificent , eye-dazzling , sense-confusing spectacle , heaving down its mighty wrath , in one broad and endless sheet of liquid light , full before me , into my very eyes . And you are now , as then , looking at me , not at Montmorenci , to trace , if you can , the effect which
this glorious scene has on your enthusiastic companion . Right , Gugy ; it has filled me with wondering , bosom-swelling silence ! Hey ! good reader , whither have I wandered ? You must pardon me , pray do , I could not help it : when my thoughts take that direction , I am spell-bound , amazed , drunk with delight , as I look again on the revivified , reformed , recreated objects which memory and imagination combine to spread before me . Oh , reader , what
a treasure is this double existence ! How much misery has it enabled me to bury ! What happiness it yields !—Now , back to the clanking of the key , which struck through my ears every step as I trudged along the first two miles of a pilgrimage , which though it has continued through a hundred thousand leagues , will probably end only with life , or limbs' incapacity : the first two miles of a rugged , jagged , and thorny course , a hurricane rift , now in the gorge of a mountain , now at the mountain ' s summit , now in the ? fissure of a precipice , or upon its narrow and slippery ledge ,
where the turn of a toe would have dashed me headlong into a fathomless abyss : now on a trackless desert , or at a poiut in the wilderness , from which radiated twenty roads , and no directionpost was to be seen , no star , no compass to guide . I plunged into one at random ; it led me to glorious beauty , and a clear , cloudless prospect of happiness . 1 walked awhile among its flowers ; but venoms intruded there , and drove me again to the wilderness . Did 1 call them venoms ? Perhaps 1 did : 1 think 1 did not ; and on I restless roamed , hoping every where , and at all times , save in minutes of deadening gloom ; but I fought with the darkness , and from that very darkness struck a light which beaconed me on : it showed me that beauty was earth ' s and nature ' s attribute . Though hope deceives , she cannot quell me by disappointment ; though she saddens the heart ' s pulsations by what proves to be . an ignis fatuus here , she cannot vanquish my spirit ; she cannot extinguish
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536 Autobiography of PeL Verjuice .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Aug. 2, 1833, page 536, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2620/page/24/
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