e are too y ors in trous insistencies (as to us) involved in t tions of to ional, and so dete orialy, as ourselves. But s assumed, y, of decy, of fitness, or proportion -- of t ion or admission of any particular testimony? -- t maidens pined aing in    tle lamed -- t -or t spits ales only danced a fearful-i vagary about some rustics kitcirring --    terous siege to tasy of i eld -- o us,    andard to estimate e tor,    to be    so muc imes in t body, and assert ap tercourse    all betake -- but t once assumed, I see no reason for disbelieving oested story of ture more ty. to judge of ticised.

        I imes t t I could not ed in tc; t I could not    in a village ors use. Amidst t tcributary to ttering, no simple Justice of to    upon tan! -- Prospero in ,    o be veyed a to an unkno analogy to tance of co tituted poops tearing Guyon to pieces -- or ion of    Guyon must take assay of t --    try.

        From my cremely inquisitive about ccories. My maid, and more legendary aunt, supplied me ore. But I sion t y inally into t, tory of taguisation. tures    abounds -- one of ticular, and anotemple, delied y of ocular admeasurement, as if tist    -- attracted my tion. ture, too, of tc I o t er. Stack magnitude, raining, ion     time to t I remember it sisted of Old testament stories, orderly set doion appeo eacory, and tion of tiularly tacked to t. tion ies o ty of tory, by t or modern iy, dra plimentary excess of dour. tion , and satisfactory. tidote o doubts so put, and so quaso be an end for ever. t of t babe to trample on. But -- like as    slain monster in Spenser -- from ts ender a Saint Gee as myself to vanquis of expeg objes to every passage, set me upon starting more objes, for tion of my oaggered and perplexed, a scepti long coats. tty Bible stories y and siy of impression, and urned into so many oric or co be defended against    to disbelieve t -- t to t -- I o be quite sure t some one or ot to making a g    t all. Credulity is t trengtural doubts from t myself in t sustenance as t for a fortunate piece of ill-fortune, ime befel me. turning over ture of too muce, I uns ingenious fabric-driving my insiderate fingers rig, and t stare (as ) out of t    teerage in t unique piece of naval arcecture. Stackerdicted treasure. itions and solution gradually cleared out of my urned sin any force to trouble me. -- But tack out, and o try my c detestable picture!

        I o nervous terrors. t-time solitude, and ture ify to t an assurance, re. Be old Stackted in part, if I say, t to ure of tan covered le!) I o my midnigerrors, t tation. It ed me, I dreamed    nigo sleep, and found true. I durst not, even in t, oer t,    my face turo tcs do not knoender babes aloo go to sleep in t for a friendly arm -- to soot a terrible s is to till midnig and tisfied, in a medical point of vieter caution. -- t detestable picture, as I o my dreams -- if dreams t ure, tured in some sher -

        headless bear, black man, or ape --

        but, as it ions took t form. -- It is not book, or picture, or tories of fooliss, errors in c most but give tion. Dear little t.N.    scrupulous exclusion of every taint of superstition -- o be told of bad men, or to read or ressing story -- finds all tra, in ;t; and from tle midnigimism art at sradition, in ss to y.

        Gons, and ories of Celaeno and tition -- but transcripts, types -- types are in us, aernal. al of t, o affect us at all? -- or

        -- Names, w,

        Fray us    be not?

        Is it t urally ceive terror from sucs, sidered in ty of being able to inflict upon us bodily injury? -- O, least of all! terrors are of older standing. te beyond body -- or,    tormenting, defined devils in Dante -- tearing, mangling, cifling, scorco t of a man, as t unembodied following him -

        Like o on a lonesome road

        Doth walk in fear and dread,

        And urnd round, walks on,

        And turns no more his head;

        Because ful fiend

        Dotread*.

        [Footnote] * Mr, Ces A Mariner

        t treated of is purely spiritual -- t it is strong in proportion as it is objectless upo it predominates iion of e-mundane dition, and a peep at least into tence.

        My nigo be afflictive. I fess an occasional nig I do not, as in early youtud of tinguisaper,    me; but I kno elude t and grapple    of my imagination, I am almost aso say ame and prosaic my dreams are groic, seldom even rural. tecture and of buildings cities abroad, ural day, Rome, Amsterdam, Paris, Lisbon -- t- places, s -- a map-like distiness of trace -- and a day-lig    being amoreland fells -- my    Alps, -- but ts too migion; and I ual struggles of to make out a sever, of    I    try, but tains y of my dreams mortifies me. t his will    jure up ies, and pleasure-houses for Kubla Khan, and Abyssinian maids, and songs of Abara, and caverns,

        he sacred river, runs,

        to solace    solitudes -- er a fiddle. Barry ons and urnal visions, and proclaiming sons born to une -- cive activity     season, raise up t of a fiso set my failures in someifying lig er reading t, t my fancy ran strong upon tra; and tic po to o    of dream t very nig I    some sea nuptials, riding and mounted omary train sounding t careering over till just    e embrace, to a sea-calm, and to a river-motion, and t river (as ion of dreams) le ture of a lucid    of Lambetiveness in sleep migerion of tum of poetical faculty resident in tleman, a friend of mine, and a , used to carry tion so far, t ious of being a poet,    question ;Young man,    of dreams ; I    urning upon me, I presently subside into my proper element of prose, remembering t inauspicious inland landing.
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