problems. The mind of a Shakespeare 

 must often, forsaking the busy world of 

 actuality, meditate in the twilight which 

 seems to release the soul of things seen, 

 and, veiling the actual, reveal the realities 

 of existence. 



Revery becomes of the highest impor- 

 tance when it substitutes for definite think- 

 ing that deep and silent meditation in which 

 alone the soul comes to know itself and 

 pierces the wonderful movement of things 

 about it to its source and principle. One 

 of Amiel's magical phrases is that in which 

 he describes revery as the Sunday of the 

 soul. Toil over, care banished, the world 

 forgotten, one communes with that which 

 is eternal. In the long course of centuries 

 the forests are as short-lived as the flowers ; 

 all visible forms are but momentary ex- 

 pressions of the creative force. In the work 

 of the greatest mind all spoken and written 

 thoughts are but partial and passing utter- 

 ances of a life of whose volume and move- 

 ment they afford only half-comprehended 

 hints. After a Shakespeare has written 

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