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    pissatisfied with his own acquirements and achievements , the young minstrel now . seeks to know what has been done by the master spirits of the earth ; he gazes on the works of mighty bards and sages ; he looks unappalled , for he finds his own thoughts recorded , and his own powers exemplified ; he turna from them to self-study and analysis ; his sight is sharpened and his power excited by introspection ; he feels the misgivings felt of old , and would make , or recognise the discovery desired of old : he too would solve the world's enigma .

    * I dreatned not of restraint , but gazed On all things : schemes and systems went and car / ie , And I was proud ( being vainest of the weak ) , In waiidering o ' er them , to seek out some one To be my own : as one should wander o ' er The white way for a star /

    He enters the world , and the bright theories which at first spread their lustre over the affairs of real life , are soon darkened and dissipated by his nearer observance . A corresponding change in himself follows . . 4 And suddenly , without heart-wreck , I awoke As from a dream—I said , ' twas beautiful , Yet but a dream ; and so adieu to it . As some world-wanderer sees in a far meadow

    Strange towers , and walled gardens , thick with trees , Where singing goes on , and delicious mirth , And laughing fairy creatures peeping over , And on the morrow , when he comes to live For ever by those springs , and trees , fruit-flushed And fairy bowers—all his search is vain . Well I remember * * - * *

    First went my hopes of perfecting mankind , And faith in them—then freedom in itself , And virtue in itself—and then my motives' ends , And powers and loves ; and human love went last . I felt this no decay , because new powers

    Rose as old feelings left—wit , mockery , And happiness ; for I had oft been sad , Mistrusting my resolves : but now I cast Hope joyously away—I laughed and said , " No more of this "—I must not think ; at length I look'd again to see how all went on . *

    The consciousness of intellectual power when the moral faculties were thus chilled into heartlessness and selfishness , is splendidly pictured . ' My powers "were greater—as some temple seemed My soul , where naught is changed , and incense rolls Around the altar—only God is % one , And some dark spirit sitteth in his seat

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    256 Pauline .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), April 2, 1833, page 256, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2612/page/40/