$i IN THE GUIANA FOREST. 



corners whence they will never come forth ; the 

 mysterious hand that moves and then puts them 

 back seizes sometimes those which are most 

 minute and most illusive, and brings them back 

 for a moment into the light during those intervals 

 of calm that precede and follow sleep. The com- 

 mencement and the end (of the dream} existed in 

 other brains long since returned to dust." 



This is undoubtedly suggestive of that con- 

 tinuity which we have been considering, as is also 

 the following from Tennyson's " Two Voices " : 



" Moreover something is or seems, 

 That touches me witk mystic gleams 

 Like glimpses of forgotten dreams 



Of something felt, like something here ; 

 Of something done, I know not where, 

 Such as no language may declare." 



