e a le.quot; tap, nor sen table draugality. I care not to be carried ide, t smooto eternity: and reluct at table course of destiny. I am in love ory; tudes, and t security of streets. I  up my tabernacle ent to stand still at to  to be , as to teration, on t or in lodging, puzzles and discomposes me. My  a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up  blood. t e of being staggers me.

    Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary , and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself -- t h life?

    Can a g laug sides, h him?

    And you, my midnig I part ense delig knoo me, if it come at all, by some a of intuition, and no longer by this familiar process of reading?

    Sing tions o t;s assurance of a lookquot; -- ?

    In er tolerable disinclination to dying -- to give it its mildest name -- does more especially  and beset me. In a genial August noon, beneatering sky, deat problematic. At times do sucality. trong again, as valiant again, as  deal taller. t t nips and ss me in ts of deato tantial,  upon t master feeling; cold, numbness, dreams, perplexity; moonligself, s sral appearances, -- t cold g of ter, like t innutritious one denounced in ticles : -- I am none of he Persian.

    soever ts, or puts me out of my o my mind. All partial evils, like o t capital plague-sore. -- I o life. Sucence as a port of refuge; and speak of t arms, in  upon tom! I detest, abe, and (o six-score tance to be excused or tolerated, but so be branded, pr