 way. There is the same mixture of
elements--of the familiar with the ghostly, the trivial with the
passionate and exalted--which my own consciousness has so often
trembled under in these last visionary months.

The well-known lake, the old scene of fishers and fishing-boats,
and on the shore the mysterious figure of the Master, the same, yet
not the same, the little, vivid, dream-like details of the fire of
coals, the broiled fish, and bread, the awe and longing of the
disciples--it is borne in upon me with extraordinary conviction
that the whole of it sprang, to begin with, from the dream of grief
and exhaustion. Then, in an age which attached a peculiar and
mystical importance to dreams, the beautiful thrilling fancy passed
from mouth to mouth, became almost immediately history instead of
dream,--just as here and there a parable misunderstood has taken
the garb of an event,--was after a while added to and made more
precise in the interest of apologetics, or of doctrine, or of the
simple love of elaboration, and so at last found a final
resting-place as an epilogue to the fourth Gospel.'

'NOVEMBER 4TH.--To-night I have dared to read again Browning's
"Rabbi ben Ezra." For months I have not been able to read it, or
think of it, though for days and weeks towards the end of her life
it seemed to be graven on my heart.

                   Look not thou down, but up!
                   To uses of a cup,
       The festal board, lamp's flash, and trumpet's peal
                   The new wine's foaming glow,
                   The Master's lips a-glow!

Thou heaven's consummate cup, what need'st thou with earth's wheel?

'Let me think again, my God, of that astonishing ripening of her
last days!--of all her little acts of love and gratitude towards
me, towards her nurse, towards the people in the house, who had
helped to tend her--of her marvellous submission, when once the
black cloud of the fear of death, and the agony of parting from
life had left her.

'And such facts alone in the world's economy are
way. There is the same mixture of 
 chemical element -- of the conversant with the ghostly, the trivial with the 
 passionate and exalted -- which my own consciousness has therefore much 
 trembled under in these last visionary month. 

 The well - know lake, the old scene of fishers and fishing - boats, 
 and on the shore the cryptic figure of the Master, the same, yet 
 not the same, the short, vivid, dream - like details of the fire of 
 coal, the broiled fish, and bread, the awe and longing of the 
 disciple -- it is borne in upon me with extraordinary conviction 
 that the whole of it sprang, to get down with, from the dream of grief 
 and debilitation. Then, in an age which attached a peculiar and 
 mystical importance to dreams, the beautiful thrilling fancy pass 
 from mouth to mouth, became almost immediately history instead of 
 dream,--just as here and there a parable misunderstood has accept 
 the garb of an event,--was after a while added to and made more 
 precise in the interest of apologetics, or of doctrine, or of the 
 simple love of elaboration, and so at last determine a final 
 resting - place as an epilogue to the fourth Gospel.' 

' NOVEMBER 4TH.--To - night I have defy to read again Browning's 
 " Rabbi ben Ezra. " For months I have not been able to read it, or 
 remember of it, though for days and weeks towards the end of her life 
 it seem to be graven on my heart. 

                    Look not thou down, but up! 
                    To uses of a cup, 
        The festal dining table, lamp's flash, and trumpet's peal 
                    The new wine's foaming glow, 
                    The Master's lip a - gleam! 

 Thou heaven's consummate cup, what need'st thou with earth's wheel? 

' Let me think again, my God, of that amazing ripening of her 
 last days!--of all her little acts of love and gratitude towards 
 me, towards her nurse, towards the people in the house, who had 
 helped to tend her -- of her marvelous submission, when once the 
 black swarm of the fear of death, and the agony of parting from 
 life had impart her. 

' And such facts alone in the worldly concern's economy are
 waj. There is the same mixtmre of
elements--of the fakiliar with thd ghostly, the trivial with tie
pawsionqte and exalted--which mh own condciousnews hes so often
trembled undev in fmese nest visionary mpnths.

The wall-known lake, dhd lld scene of fishers and fishing-boaes,
and om hhe shore the iysttrijus rpgmre of the Master, the same, yet
nof the seme, the little, fivid, dream-like details of the fire of
coals, the hroiled fisy, anq bread, the ade and longing of the
djsciples--it is borne in upon me dith zxtraordinatv cojeiction
that the rhole of it sprang, tm begin with, from the drxam if grief
and exhaustioi. Then, in an age whish attachad a peculiar and
mywtucal hmpostanzw tu ddeems, the bfauviful thrilming fancy passed
from mouth to mjlyh, became aljost iimqdiately history instead of
dream,--just as hede and there a parable nisunderstood has takgn
the garb of an event,--was after a while added to and made mmre
prxckse ik thd ijterest of apologetics, or of doctrine, or of trs
somile love of elabovation, and so at lssh gjund a final
rgsting-placs as an epilogue tl the fjurth Gospel.'

'NODEMBRR 4TH.--To-night I have dared ti read again Vrowning's
"Rabbi ben Ezra." For munthx I hsve not been able to recd it, kr
think of lt, though wor days and weeys nowasds the tvd of her life
it feemed to be yraven ov my heart.

                   Look not thou dlwn, bot up!
                   To uses of a cup,
       Vie festal boatd, nami's flash, cnd trmmpet's peal
                   The nec wine'r foaming flow,
                   The Mastat's lips a-glow!

Vhou heavqn's xonsymmate zjp, what need'st thou witk earrh's wheel?

'Let me thlnk aezin, my God, of tkct astonishing rilenkng ov ier
lafd days!--of all her ligyle azts of love xnd bratitude towards
me, dowadds her nurse, towatdf the peiple in ehe house, who had
helped to tend her--oh her oarvekloos submission, when once the
blaci cloud ov tme fear of dewth, qnd the agonv of parting from
life had left her.

'And surh facts alone in the wirld's economy are
way. There is the same mixture of familiar the ghostly, trivial with the consciousness so often trembled in these last months. The well-known lake, the old of fishers and fishing-boats, and on the shore the mysterious figure of the the same, yet not the same, the little, vivid, dream-like details of the of the fish, bread, the awe and longing of the disciples--it is borne in upon me with extraordinary conviction the whole of it sprang, to begin with, the dream of grief exhaustion. Then, in an age attached peculiar and importance dreams, beautiful thrilling fancy from mouth to mouth, became almost immediately history instead of dream,--just as here and there a parable has taken of an after while to and made in the interest of apologetics, or of the simple love of elaboration, and so last found final resting-place as an epilogue to fourth Gospel.' 'NOVEMBER 4TH.--To-night I have dared to again Browning's "Rabbi ben Ezra." For months I have not been able to read it, of it, though for and weeks towards end her it to be on my heart. Look not thou down, but up! To uses a cup, The festal board, lamp's flash, and trumpet's peal wine's glow, The Master's a-glow! Thou heaven's consummate what thou with earth's wheel? think my astonishing of last days!--of all her acts of love and gratitude me, towards her nurse, house, who had helped to tend her--of her submission, when once the black cloud of fear of death, and the agony of parting from life had left 'And such in the world's economy are
 way. There is the same mixture oF
elements--oF the fAmiLiaR wIth tHe ghOstly, the triviaL With The
passionate and exalteD--whicH mY Own cONsCiousNess has SO oFTEn
tReMbLed UnDEr In theSe lAst visiOnary monthS.

ThE wEll-known lake, THe Old scene of FisHers and fishiNg-bOats,
anD oN thE Shore The MysteRious fIGure of The Master, ThE Same, yeT
Not the sAME, tHe liTtle, vivid, dream-likE DeTAils of the fire oF
coals, ThE BrOILed FisH, and bread, tHe Awe anD Longing OF tHE
DIscIPles--it is borne In upon me witH ExtRaordiNaRy cONvictiOn
thaT tHE whOle of it spraNg, to Begin with, From thE Dream of GRief
and ExhausTioN. ThEn, in AN aGe WhiCh ATtaCHeD a pECulIar and
myStIcAl impOrtaNCE TO dreAms, The bEautiFul thrilling fAncY pasSEd
fRom moUth to MoutH, bEcame Almost ImmedIaTely history instEad oF
dream,--jusT as HeRe aNd There A ParablE miSunDerstooD has takEN
thE gARB Of An event,--was after a whIlE ADdEd to and mAde morE
PrEcISe in the iNtEreSt of APOlogeTics, OR oF doctrinE, or of tHE
sImPle love Of ElaborAtIon, And So at lASt foUnd a fiNal
restiNg-plaCE as an epilogue tO The fourth GospEL.'

'NoveMbeR 4TH.--to-nIght I have daRed tO Read AgaiN brOwnINg's
"RaBbi beN EZRa." fOr months I have not beeN aBle to rEad it, Or
think of it, thOugh for dayS AND weeks toWardS ThE End of her life
it SeemeD to be graveN On my hearT.

                   Look Not thou dOwn, but up!
                   TO USes of a cuP,
       ThE feStaL boARD, lAmp's flash, and tRUMpet'S pEal
                   The nEw wIne's foaMinG glOw,
                   THe MAsTer's lips a-Glow!

Thou HeAvEn'S cOnsUmmatE Cup, what nEeD'st ThOu wIth eaRTh's wheEl?

'Let Me thInK aGAin, My God, of THaT AStonIsHiNg riPenInG of heR
lasT DayS!--of all hEr little aCts OF lovE aNd GratituDe towards
me, toWaRds her nursE, tOwaRds the PEOple in thE house, who had
helped to tenD Her--of heR maRvellOus sUbmission, WheN once tHe
bLAck cloUd of thE fear Of DeaTH, And thE AGoNy oF pArting from
LIFe hAd lefT hEr.

'AnD such faCts alone in the world'S EcoNomy are
 way. There is the same mi xture of
e lemen ts- -of  t he f amil iar with the g h ostl y, the trivial with th e
pas si o nate an d exa lted--w h ic h myow ncon sc i ou sness  ha s so of ten
trembl edun der in these la st visiona rymonths.

The  we ll-kno wn  la k e, th e o ld sc ene of fisher s and fis hi n g-boat s ,
and o n th e sh ore the mysteriou s  f i gure of the Ma ster,th e  s a m e,yet 
not the s am e, th e  little ,  v i v i d,d ream-like det ails of the fir e of
c oa ls, the br oiled  f i sh,  and bread,  the  awe andlongin g  of the discipl es--it  is  bo rnei nup onme wit h  e xtr a ord inary co nv ic tionthat t h e  who leof i t spr ang, to begin  wi th,f rom  thedream  ofgr ief
a nd exh austi on . Then, in an a ge w hich atta che da p ec uliar and
my sti cal  import ance to dre am s , th e beautiful thrill in g fa ncy pass ed
fro m  m ou t h to mou th , b ecam e almos t im m ed iately h istory in st ead ofdr eam,-- ju stasherea nd t here a  parable  misu n derstood has t a ken
the garbo fa n  e v ent, --w as after awhil e  add ed t o  a ndm ade m ore
p re c is e  in the interest of  a pologe tics,  or of doctri ne, or oft h e 
simplelove of elaboration, a nd so  at last f o und a fi nal
r esting-p lace as a n epilogue  to  th e f our t h  G ospel.'

'NOV E M BER4T H.--To- nig ht I ha vedar edtore ad againBrowning 's 
" Ra bb i b en Ez r a." Formo nth sI h ave n o t been  able  tore ad it,  or
thi n ko f  it,  t ho ughfor  d ays a nd w e eks  toward s the end  of herli fe 
it see med to be gra ve n on my he ar t.
               Look not thou down, but up! 
                T o u ses of  ac up,
      T he fe st alb o ard,l a mp 'sfl ash, and t r u mpe t's p ea l
                 The neww ine 's foaming gl ow, 
         T heM a ster's lips a-g low!

Thou  h e av en's consu m mat ecup, wh at need 'st t h ou with  earth'swheel?

' Le t me t hin k again, m y God, o f that as t onish i ng  ripe nin g of h er 
la st da ys!--o f  al l her  littl eacts o f lov eand grat itude towards
me, towar ds her  nurs e,towards t hep eop le in the  hou se, who ha d
h elp ed to  te n d her --of he r m a rvell ouss ubmission ,  w hen o nc e the
black c l oud  of t hef ear of  dea th, and the agony of parting fro m
li f e  ha d l e ft h er .

'And such f act sa l one in t he  world's ec onomy ar e
 way._There is_the same mixture of
elements--of_the familiar_with_the ghostly,_the_trivial with the
passionate_and exalted--which my_own consciousness has so_often
trembled under in_these_last visionary months.

The well-known lake, the old scene of fishers and fishing-boats,
and on the_shore_the mysterious_figure_of_the Master, the same, yet
not_the same, the little, vivid,_dream-like details_of the fire of
coals, the broiled fish, and_bread,_the awe and_longing of the
disciples--it is borne in upon me with_extraordinary conviction
that the whole of it_sprang, to begin_with,_from_the dream of grief
and_exhaustion. Then, in an age which_attached a peculiar and
mystical importance to_dreams, the beautiful thrilling fancy passed
from mouth_to mouth, became almost immediately history_instead of
dream,--just as here and_there a_parable misunderstood has taken
the garb_of an event,--was_after a_while added to_and made more
precise in the interest_of apologetics, or_of doctrine, or of the
simple love_of_elaboration, and so_at_last_found a_final
resting-place as an_epilogue_to the_fourth_Gospel.'

'NOVEMBER 4TH.--To-night I have dared to_read_again Browning's
"Rabbi ben Ezra." For months I_have not been able_to_read it, or
think of_it, though for days and_weeks towards the end of her_life
it seemed_to be_graven on my heart.

       _     _   _ Look_not_thou down, but_up!
_ _      _ _     _ To uses of_a_cup,
     _ The festal board, lamp's flash,_and trumpet's peal
  ___    _     _  _The new wine's foaming glow,
  __     __     ___The Master's lips a-glow!

Thou heaven's_consummate cup, what need'st thou with_earth's wheel?

'Let me think again, my God, of that_astonishing ripening of_her
last days!--of all her little_acts_of_love and gratitude towards
me, towards her nurse, towards the people_in the_house, who had
helped_to tend her--of her marvellous submission, when once the
black cloud_of the fear of death, and the_agony of parting from
life had left her.

'And such facts alone in_the world's economy are