THOUGHTS FROM WRITINGS 



The impassable precipice shuts off our 

 former selves of yesterday, forcing us 

 to look out over the sea only, or up to 

 the deeper Heaven. 



These breadths draw out the soul ; 

 we feel that we have wider thoughts 

 than we knew ; the soul has been living, 

 as it were, in a nutshell, all unaware of 

 its own power, and now suddenly finds 

 freedom in the sun and the sky.— 'Nature 

 near London': The Breeze on Beachy 

 Head. 



THERE is the sea below to bathe 

 in, the air of the sky up hither 

 to breathe, the sun to infuse 

 the invisible magnetism of his beams. 

 These are the three potent medicines 

 of nature, and they are medicines that 

 by degrees strengthen not only the 

 body but the unquiet mind. — 'Nature 

 near London': The Breeze on Beachy 

 Head. 



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