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Somehow the wind with all its world-pain had got into the room, and the cold rain was in our eyes, and the wave came up in both of us at once that awful vague, universal pain, that cold fear of life and death and God and hope and we were like two clinging together on a spar in mid-ocean after the shipwreck of everything.

Somehow the wind with all its world-pain had got into the room, and the cold rain was in our eyes, and the wave came up in both of us at once that awful, vague, universal pain, that cold fear of life and death and God and hope and we were like two clinging together on a spar in midocean after the shipwreck of everything.

Woman the "Eternal Madame," as Baudelaire calls her is a being both magical and mediocre; she is also an escape from the universal world-pain. But when lovely woman begins to talk of the propagation of the ideal she only means the human species. With Lessing he believes: "There is, at most, but one disagreeable woman in the world; a pity then that every man gets her for himself."

The conflict between science and religion, the doubts and the sense of world-pain are mirrored in Tennyson's verse. The Two Voices begins: "A still small voice spoke unto me, Thou art so full of misery Were it not better not to be?" His poetry is, however, a great tonic to religious faith.

Chopin, the New Chopin, is a foe to ennui and the spirit that denies; in his exquisite soul-sorrow, sweet world-pain, we may find rich impersonal relief. Music is an order of mystic, sensuous mathematics. A sounding mirror, an aural mode of motion, it addresses itself on the formal side to the intellect, in its content of expression it appeals to the emotions.

They are the happiest who have the least; and the fable of the stricken king and the shirtless beggar contains the germ of truth. The wise hold all earthly ties very lightly they are stripping for eternity. World-weariness is only a desire for a better spiritual condition. There is more to be written on this subject of world-pain to exhaust the theme would require a book.

And certain it is that I have no wish to say the final word on any topic. The gentle reader has certain rights, and among these is the privilege of summing up the case. But the fact holds that world-pain is a form of desire. All desires are just, proper and right; and their gratification is the means by which nature supplies us that which we need.

It lay in forces of intellect developed through suffering incalculable, and used for the destruction of the weak by the strong. And, nevertheless, that Western science whose logic he knew to be irrefutable assured him of the larger and larger expansion of the power of that civilization, as of an irresistible, inevitable, measureless inundation of world-pain.