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    off , all I had done appeared so very worthless that I gate it tiepz € You did wrong—it is a good sign to feel discontent *< our first essays . We are taught music wnen we are young , generally because papa or mamma wishes it , and so we go on thumping , or scraping , or puffing ; but after a time the soul becomes setttiblfe of harmony . Some half-forgotten melody is the embryo which ,

    nourished by other ideas , may grow to a colossus . We arrive at composition in a thousand ways . There is a wide path to it , oe ^ cupied by a jostling , impatient crowd , exclaiming , " We are elected —we have struck the mark ; " but many of them are mistaken . Myself , when I first penetrated to that immense field of exertion , was almost overwhelmed with tormenting anxieties . It wa « night , and frightful , grimacing , mocking , demoniacal faces swarmed

    around me ; but from the darkness I fancied I saw a vast , clear eye gazing upon me encouragingly . Then two g iants appeared to me—they were the fundamental baas and the fifth toae ; they threatened to drag me down into the black abyss of despair , bat the eye looked pitying upon me , and the sweet third glided forward and placed itself betwixt them . Again , I fancied my « elf

    in the land of dreams , in a beautiful valley where the flowers sang together . A sunflower only was silent ; it was inclined sadly to the earth , its calyx closed . An irresistible attraction drew me towards it . The flower upraised—the calyx opened , and from the midst of the leaves I saw the large , clear eye turned towards me .

    Then odoriferous vapours floated around , the flowers burst out into a solemn chorus , and I joined in their hymn of praise / As the stranger pronounced the last words he jumped up from his chair , stuck his hat tight on his head , and darted away into the crowd . I followed him quickly , but lost all view of him in a few moments , and for several weeks after I looked for him in vain . ? * * 0 m

    Some months after the foregoing-related strange occurrence , - ^ that is to say , about the end of autumn ,- —I went to see the monastery of Closterneuburg . Now I had promised mywflt to go to the opera the same evening , so I discharged my tehide as we entered the city by the Prater , and went to the coffee-h 6 ufce I usually frequented to get refreshment . The day had beerf &tf >

    cessively hot , and I preferred to take my coffee in the open m . After I had finished it , to employ myself until it was thm ibjr ^ ftfe opera , I filled tny meerschaum , lighted tt , and as I smoked , ' bunk into a p leasant reverie . Suddenl y I fancied' I saw the tftrtftk gfo at a little disttete , and I basfen <** towafds bitk / I < S&igfet « old ofhi ^ ftrmt he turned round att * % rirf , r ^***" - i -t > . w mho-jo *

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1835, page 807, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2652/page/51/