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It is comprehensible, it is, indeed, obvious that the deeper abstract speculation of the Wonder's thought cannot be set out by any metaphor that would be understood by a lesser intelligence.
High grace, the dower of queens; and therewithal Some wood-born wonder's sweet simplicity; A glance like water brimming with the sky Or hyacinth-light where forest shadows fall; Such thrilling pallor of cheek as doth enthral The heart; a mouth whose passionate forms imply All music and all silence held thereby; Deep golden locks, her sovereign coronal; A round reared neck, meet column of Love's shrine To cling to when the heart takes sanctuary; Hands which forever at Love's bidding be, And soft-stirred feet still answering to his sign: These are her gifts, as tongue may tell them o'er.
I marked the course of time by my own thoughts and feelings, especially by my growing submission to the control of the Wonder. It was curious to recall that I had once thought of correcting the Wonder's manners, of administering, perhaps, a smacking. That was a fault of ignorance. I had often erred in the same way in other experiences of life, but I had not taken the lesson to heart.
At a quarter to twelve he took up his old position in the doorway, and with his hands clasped behind his back he watched the reading of the last forty pages. There was no slackening and no quickening in the Wonder's rate of progress. No one could conceivably have any purpose in reading through an index. And at this moment Lewes joined him in the doorway.
I believe he meant to say but my notes are horribly confused that logic and philosophy were only relative, being dependent always in a greater or less degree upon the test of a material experiment for verification. Here, as always, I find the Wonder's pronouncements very elusive.
A man at death's door one minute given up by the doctors and wanting to eat his dinner the next!" He started. "I wonder's that nurse fooling us! I didn't like the look of the woman from the moment she came into the house. I don't believe in your good-looking nurses." On this point his sisters cordially agreed with him. Still they didn't believe it was the nurse. "Then what is it?" he demanded.
'Or if they do delight therein, yet are so closed with wit, As with sententious lips to set a title vain on it; Oh let them hear these sacred tunes, and learn in Wonder's schools To be, in things past bonds of wit, fools if they be not fools! Ireland for three generations has been like those churlish logicians.
Give loosers leave to play the fooles; 'tis lost all. Secure yourself he dyes; nor is it wisdom To go an ace lesse with him: he is monstrous. The people hurry now; stand fast, he is comming. Enter Provost, Soldiers & Executioners, with a Coffin & a Gibbett. Pro. Make roome before! cleere all theis gaping people And stop their passage. 1 Cap. How now? What wonder's this? Prov.
Wonder's voice came back to him: "No, Daddy, they tasted of dust" and at that thought he gripped the hammer ready to strike. And yet, even thus, she was a beautiful work of man's hands, and Antony, hating to destroy beauty, still forbore to strike just as he would have shrunk from breaking in pieces a shapely vase. Then, too, the resemblance to Beatrice took him again.
Challis spoke little of the child during these three weeks, but he often stood at the entrance to the farther rooms and watched the Wonder's eyes travelling so rapidly yet so intently down the page. That sight had a curious fascination for him; he returned to his own work by an effort, and an hour afterwards he would be back again at the door of the larger room.
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