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that I ought to hasten my descent towards the valley, as I should soon be encompassed in darkness; but my heart was heavy, and my steps slow. The labour of winding among the little paths of the mountains, and fixing my feet firmly as I advanced, perplexed me, occupied as I was by the emotions which the occurrences of the day had produced. Night was far advanced, when I came to the half-way restingplace, and seated myself beside the sountain. The stars shone at intervals, as the clouds passed from over them; the dark pines rose before me, and every here and there a broken tree lay on the ground: it was a scene of wonderful solemnity, and stirred strange thoughts within me. I wept bitterly; and, clasping my hands in agony, I exclaimed, “Oh I stars, and clouds, and winds, ye are all about to mock me: if ye really pity me, crush sensa

tion and memory; let me become as
nought; but if not, depart, depart and
leave me in darkness.” . . . . .
These were wild and miserable
thoughts; but I cannot describe to you
how the eternal twinkling of the stars
weighed upon me, and how I listened
to every blast of wind, as if it were a duh
ugly siroc on its way to consume me.
- Morming dawned before I arrived at
the village of Chamounix; but my pre-

sence, so haggard and strange, hardly

calmed the fears of my family, who had
waited the whole night in anxious ex-
pectation of my return. ,
The following day we returned to
Geneva. The intention of my father
in coming had been to divert my mind,
and to restore me to my lost tranquillity;
but the medicine had been fatal. And,
unable to account for the excess of

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misery I appeared to suffer, he hastened

to return home, hoping the quiet and, monotony of a domestic life would by degrees alleviate my sufferings from whatsoever cause they might spring. -

For myself, I was passive in all their

arrangements; and the gentle affection

of my beloved Elizabeth was inade

quate to draw me from the depth of my

despair. The promise I had made to

the daemon weighed upon my mind,

like Dante's iron cowl on the heads of the hellish hypocrites. All pleasures of earth and sky passed before me like

a dream, and that thought only had to

me the reality of life. Can you wonder,

that sometimes a kind of insanity pos

sessed me, or that I saw continually about me a multitude of filthy ani

mals inflicting on me incessant torture,

that often extorted screams and bitter

groans ?

By degrees, however, these feelings became calmed. I entered again into the every-day scene of life, if not with interest, at least with some degree of tranquillity.

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