Author: Jean Paul

Publisher: Theclassics.Us

Published: 2013-09

Total Pages: 102

ISBN-13: 9781230210247

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1864 edition. Excerpt: ... 507th STATION. The Theft Of The Souvenir.--Answers To Previous Stations.--On The Emigration Of The Dead To The Planets.--The Threefold World In Man.--Grief Without Hope.--The Seal Of Immortality.--The Country-seat.--The Balloons.--Ecstasy. HEN it is three o'clock, and a wandering Arcadian council is very well but somewhat warm, when the narrowing Adour, which has iu source at the end of the Valley, flows round a projecting tongue of land, and draws its silver gauze cover over the pale moon reposing on its breast, when round this slip of earth, this flowery anchoring place, half water scene, half bowling green, a broadleaved oak arcade grows, beneath which trembles a sungilt shadow, gliding from between the branches of the trees, on to the grass, embroidered by the restless, roving, gay-colored sand, on the book of nature--its insects, when the hammering in the shining marble blocks, the living Alp-horns, the bleating pasture-sheep, and the murmuring of waves fill the heart to its topmost branches and up to the brim with life-balsam, and the head with lifespirit; and when so many beauties are heard and seen, --living beauties who walk are inclined to sit down on the The sun reflected in the water. slip of earth, after the cushion-carriers have placed their burdens as resting-places for their arms. My dear Victor! all this came to pass. While sitting, long speeches were not as practicable as while walking. Even before, when we, from some distance, were choosing this spot for a resting-place, they had suffered considerably. I remained on the shore near Nadine, whose cheeks, reflected in the shadow-painted waves, appeared a charming pale red, as though a cochineal had bled to death on them. The walk and her red parasol had been too great...