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Suddenly the face of all things changed . A loud and pier
there is but this plank betwixt thee and eternity !—swear me fealty , or it snaps , and down the bottomless pit thou descendest !" — " Never ! " 1 cried , while the blood crept from the crown of my head to the sole of my foot * Instantly it snapt ; and I fell with terrific velocity , whirling round and round with deadly and sickening speed ; and my sight swam from me as on a rapid river ; and my blood boiled , and my brain spun like a whirlpool , and the sweat rolled from me like
rain . Presently the gyrations and rotatory motion ceased , and I was propelled headlong with incredible speed ; swifter than ball from cannon ' s mouth ; increasing in ratio with time and distance , and tripling every second . Fierce heat kept pace with speed , until my blood became as molten fire , and dissolving away into the elements from whence I came , I again electrically condensed .
But my organization was now so exquisite and complete in all its parts and appointments , that the most subtle , refined , and sensitive of earth ' s sons were dull and lethargic to that vitality , as it were a sublimation of the five senses at every pore . And
thus was my agony made terrifically acute , for I sped headlon g through the vortex-like amphitheatres of doomed souls and demons ! And they shot forth clouds of poisoned barbs upon me as I passed ; and every shower brought the death-throes , the death-swoon , the resuscitation !
It seemed many thousand years si nee that plank had snapped ; and onward I still sped headlong , seemingly for ever , for ever ! Between each Vortex of the Doomed there was but a few minutes respite , and then again came the death-throes !—the death-swoon ! - —the resuscitation !—with the cry from above—*
" Room , room ! make clear the way ; room for the damned r "and the response from below— " On ! on ! there is way etrougW " —with the sudden cataract-like shock of voices , laughing in chorus-laughs of thunder , with the multiplied echoes throughout
the limitless vaults of Space ! I had now reached the Universal Centre ; and the Tempter again stood beside me , and said : — " Dost thou yield ?"—" Never , " I cried , " through eternity !" At this moment I descried a weapon suspended in the air , flashing like elemental diamond , and on its blade the burning syllables 9
" Accomplish !*—Breathing a short cjuick prayer— God of veiled-mysteries nerve my spirit to this great deed !" - —my arm
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The Opium-Trance . 64 #
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Oct. 2, 1836, page 645, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2662/page/57/
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