drama without familiarity with the stage so as to know what can be expressed what must be merely indicated but in s situation there was not this reaction so that he clung more to the details of his work than great do who live in more immediate contact with the outward world such an one will indeed always answer like to an ignorant criticism there are just as many notes as there should be but a habit of intercourse with the minds of men gives an instinctive tact as to meeting them and about to build st peter s takes into consideration not only his own idea of a cathedral but means time space and prospects but the misfortune which the outward energies deepened the thought of he travelled inward downward till downward was shown to be the same as upward for the centre was passed like all princes he made many and his powerful lion nature was that most capable of suffering from the amazement of witnessing but the love the vol n � no ii i hm th great pride ith which survive pangs are those which our stair to heaven was not only a poet but a poet for having drunk to its the cup ci bitterness the of inward remained he could love deceived in other men he yet knew himself too well to despise human nature dying from ingratitude he could still be grateful thinks his genius would have been far more productive if he had had a tolerably happy home if instead of the cold discomfort that surrounded him he had been blessed like with a gentle wife who would have made him a in her love it is indeed affecting to find the vehement nature even in his thirty first year writing thus at my age one for an equality a harmony of outward existence an to know that he never attained it but the lofty of the happiness which his life could not attain shone forth not the less powerfully from his genius the love of his choice was not firm as the fortress of heaven but his heart remain ed the gate to that fortress during all his later years he complained nor did ever hear him to past sorrows or the lost objects of affection perhaps we are best contented that earth should not have offered him a home where is the woman who would have with what we wish from his love where is the lot in which he could have with all that grandeur of aspect in which he now appears to us where the there may be a home for thee we will not shrink from the dark clouds which became to overflowing light of and y we will not even by a wish seek to the through which a divine thought so clearly were there no oe there would be no under no other circumstances could have to his fellows in the way he himself the unhappy man let him be comforted by finding one of hia race who in defiance of all of nature has done all possible to him to be received in the rank of artists and men in three respects these artists true artists resemble one another clear decision the faculty speaks light and shade clear in those devoted to the worship of beauty they are not subject to mental conflict they ask not counsel of experience they take what they want as simply as the bird goes in search of its proper food so soon as its wings are grown like nature they love the work for its own sake the philosopher is ever seeking the thought through the i but the artist is happy at the of the thought in his work he does not reason about religion or thorough bass his answer is si i thought it best so from each achievement grows up a still higher ideal and when his is finished it is nothing to the artist who has made of it the step by which he ascended but while he was engaged in it it was all to him and filled his soul with a parental joy they do not but affirm they have no need to deny aught much less one another all excellence to them was genial only left room for new power to display itself an everlasting yes breathes firom the life from the work of the artist nature echoes it and leaves to society the work of saying no if it will but it will not except for the moment it itself for the moment and turns away from genius but soon stumbling groping and lonely cries aloud for its nurse the age cries now and what an answer is by such stars as these at which we have been gazing we will their names on the and wear them as a of hope r u ht and flashes on the waves bat there is none in my soul i have only a part and oh i long for the whole give give ye mighty gods � why do ye thus hold back why torture thus my soul on the world s rack i did not seek for life � why did ye place me here � so mean so small a thin e en to myself i appear there lies the wide infinite but it is to me and i must and seek through all eternity and i and i i still must cry and i oh how scorn this i f calm they are calm the gods above � but i am ever seeking that which ever still doth fly s friendship od friendship friend and let such pure hate still our love that we may be each other a conscience and have our sympathy mainly from thence well one another treat like and all the faith we have in virtue and in bestow on either and suspicion leave to 