...will" through some romantic valley. Mr. Rogers has beautifully described the associating principle ; " Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our...hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise !" They who call themselves practical philosophers, and talk with contempt of the pleasures of imagination,...

...airy precincts in the soul. Lull'd in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link'd by many a hidden chain, Awake but one, and lo, what...magic art, Control the latent fibres of the heart. As studious PROSPERO'S mysterious spell Drew every subject-spirit to his cell ; Each, at thy call,...

...withered hopes and perished sorrows, of scenes and companionships, that seemed to be utterly lost. " Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our...rise ! Each stamps its image as the other flies." This is, perhaps, a faint exhibition of that perfect restoration of thought which Bacon and other philosophic...

...lively and holy imaginations. " Lull'd in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link'd by many a hidden chain ; Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! Each stamps its image as the other files ; Each, as the varied avenues of sense Delight or sorrow to the soul dispense, Brightens or fades...

...accordingly driven. CHAPTER XII. lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link'd by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo ! what myriads rise l Each stamps its image as the other flies ! Each, as the various avenues of sense Delight or sorrow...

...withered hopes and perished sorrows, of scenes and companionships that seemed to be utterly lost. " Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our...rise ! Each stamps its image as the other flies." This is, perhaps, a faint exhibition of that perfect restoration of thought which Bacon and other philosophic...

...living hues, To pass the clouds that round thy empire roll, And trace its airy precincts in the soul. Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our...magic art, Control the latent fibres of the heart. As studious PROSPERO'S mysterious spell Drew every subject-spirit to his cell ; Namque illic posuit...

...living hues, To pass the clouds that spund thy empire roll, And trace its airy precincts in the soul. Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, ' Our...magic art, Control the latent fibres of the heart. As studious PROSPERO'S mysterious spell Drew every subject-spirit to his cell ; * Nafnque illic posuit...

...to excite their activity. " Lull'd in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link'd by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and, lo! what...myriads rise ! Each stamps its image, as the other flies ; liach, as the varied avenues of sense Delight or sorrow to the soul dispense, Brightens or fades,...

...all together, Would quite confound distinction, yet stand off In differences so mighty. SHAKSPEAHE. Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. GRANVILLE'S indifference towards Miss Hardynge was not destined to continue ; or rather it had, unawares...