Men sometimes go down into tombs, with painfullongings to behold once
more the faces of their departed friends; and as they gaze upon them,
lying there so peacefully with the semblance, that they wore on earth,
the sweet breath of heaven touches them, and the features crumble and
fall together, and are but dust. So did his soul then descend for the
last time into the great tomb of the Past, with painful longings to
behold once more the dear faces of those he had loved; and the sweet
breath of heaven touched them, and they would not stay, but crumbled
away and perished as he gazed. They, too, were dust. And thus,
far-sounding, he heard the great gate of the Past shut behind him as
the Divine Poet did the gate of Paradise, when the angel pointed him
the way up the Holy Mountain; and to him likewise was it forbidden to
look back.
In the life of every man, there are sudden transitions of feeling,
which seem almost miraculous. At once, as if some magician had touched
the heavens and the earth, the dark clouds melt into the air, the wind
falls, and serenity succeedsthe storm. The causes which produce these
sudden changes may have been long at work within us, but the changes
themselves are instantaneous, and apparently without sufficient cause.
It was so with Flemming; and from that hour forth he resolved, that he
would no longer veer with every shifting wind of circumstance; no
longer be a child's plaything in the hands of Fate, which we ourselves
do make or mar. He resolved henceforward not to lean on others; but to
walk self-confident and self-possessed; no longer to waste his years in
vain regrets, nor wait the fulfilment of boundless hopes and indiscreet
desires; but to live in the Present wisely, alike forgetful of the
Past, and careless of what the mysterious Future might bring. And from
that moment he was calm, and strong; he was reconciled with himself!
His thoughts turned to his distant home beyond the sea. An
indescribable, sweet feeling rose within him.
"Thither will I turn my wandering footsteps," said he; "and be a man
among men, and no longer a dreamer among shadows. Henceforth bemine a
life of action and reality! I will work in my own sphere, nor wish it
other than it is. This alone is health and happiness. This alone is
Life;
'Life that shall send
A challenge to its end,
And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend!'
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