OF RICHARD JEFFERIES 



have its will, no more would be needed 

 for eternity.—' The Dewy Morn.' 



I WAS not more than eighteen when 

 an inner and esoteric meaning 

 began to come to me from all the 

 visible universe, and indefinable aspira- 

 tions filled me. I found them in the 

 grass fields, under the trees, on the 

 hill-tops, at sunrise, and in the night. 

 There was a deeper meaning every- 

 where. The sun burned with it, the 

 broad front of morning beamed with it ; 

 a deep feeling entered me while gazing 

 at the sky in the azure noon, and in 

 the star-lit evening. — ' The Story of my 

 Heart.' » 



LOOK at another person while liv- 

 ing; the soul is not visible, 

 J only the body which it animates. 

 Therefore, merely because after death 



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