Blind Souls

Could I but see the Spirit of the Earth, as I saw once the in dwelling woman of the beech-tree?

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Through my tears, the whole landscape glimmered in such bewildering loveliness.

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Our Earth one little toiling streamlet yields. To guide the wanderers to the happy fields.

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At length, in a nook of the river, I saw gloomy death with the weight of overhanging foliage.

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The glory of his brow vanished; the light of his eye grew cold; and I held my peace.

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The shadow retreated to its former position; and when I looked again, it had drawn in all its spears of darkness, and followed like a dog at my heels.

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One bright noon, a little maiden joined me, coming through the wood in a direction at right angles to my path.

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In a few days, I had reason to dread an extension of its baleful influences from the fact, that it was no longer confined to one position in regard to myself.

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These streaks and spots made his armour look like the floor of a forest in the sunlight.

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Why are all reflections lovelier than what we call the reality?

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