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n　in　this　generation？　　An　outflush　of　foolish　young　Enthusiasm；　like　the　first　fallow…crop；　wherein　are　as　many　weeds　as　valuable　herbs：　　this　all　parched　away；　under　the　Droughts　of　practical　and　spiritual　Unbelief；　as　Disappointment；　in　thought　and　act；　often…repeated　gave　rise　to　Doubt；　and　Doubt　gradually　settled　into　Denial！　If　I　have　had　a　second…crop；　and　now　see　the　perennial　greensward；　and　sit　under　umbrageous　cedars；　which　defy　all　Drought　（and　Doubt）；　herein　too；　be　the　Heavens　praised；　I　am　not　without　examples；　and　even　exemplars。〃

So　that；　for　Teufelsdrockh；　also；　there　has　been　a　〃glorious　revolution：〃　these　mad　shadow…hunting　and　shadow…hunted　Pilgrimings　of　his　were　but　some　purifying　〃Temptation　in　the　Wilderness；〃　before　his　apostolic　work　（such　as　it　was）　could　begin；　which　Temptation　is　now　happily　over；　and　the　Devil　once　more　worsted！　　Was　〃that　high　moment　in　the　_Rue　de　l'Enfer_；〃　then；　properly　the　turning…point　of　the　battle；　when　the　Fiend　said；　_Worship　me；　or　be　torn　in　shreds_；　and　was　answered　valiantly　with　an　_Apage　Satana_？Singular　Teufelsdrockh；　would　thou　hadst　told　thy　singular　story　in　plain　words！　　But　it　is　fruitless　to　look　there；　in　those　Paper…bags；　for　such。　　Nothing　but　innuendoes；　figurative　crotchets：　　a　typical　Shadow；　fitfully　wavering；　prophetico…satiric；　no　clear　logical　Picture。　　〃How　paint　to　the　sensual　eye；〃　asks　he　once；　〃what　passes　in　the　Holy…of…Holies　of　Man's　Soul；　in　what　words；　known　to　these　profane　times；　speak　even　afar…off　of　the　unspeakable？〃　　We　ask　in　turn：　　Why　perplex　these　times；　profane　as　they　are；　with　needless　obscurity；　by　omission　and　by　commission？　　Not　mystical　only　is　our　Professor；　but　whimsical；　and　involves　himself；　now　more　than　ever；　in　eye…bewildering　_chiaroscuro_。　Successive　glimpses；　here　faithfully　imparted；　our　more　gifted　readers　must　endeavor　to　combine　for　their　own　behoof。

He　says：　　〃The　hot　Harmattan　wind　had　raged　itself　out；　its　howl　went　silent　within　me；　and　the　long…deafened　soul　could　now　hear。　　I　paused　in　my　wild　wanderings；　and　sat　me　down　to　wait；　and　consider；　for　it　was　as　if　the　hour　of　change　drew　nigh。　　I　seemed　to　surrender；　to　renounce　utterly；　and　say：　　Fly；　then；　false　shadows　of　Hope；　I　will　chase　you　no　more；　I　will　believe　you　no　more。　　And　ye　too；　haggard　spectres　of　Fear；　I　care　not　for　you；　ye　too　are　all　shadows　and　a　lie。　　Let　me　rest　here：　　for　I　am　way…weary　and　life…weary；　I　will　rest　here；　were　it　but　to　die：　　to　die　or　to　live　is　alike　to　me；　alike　insignificant。〃And　again：　　〃Here；　then；　as　I　lay　in　that　CENTRE　OF　INDIFFERENCE；　cast；　doubtless　by　benignant　upper　Influence；　into　a　healing　sleep；　the　heavy　dreams　rolled　gradually　away；　and　I　awoke　to　a　new　Heaven　and　a　new　Earth。　　The　first　preliminary　moral　Act；　Annihilation　of　Self　（_Selbst…todtung_）；　had　been　happily　accomplished；　and　my　mind's　eyes　were　now　unsealed；　and　its　hands　ungyved。〃

Might　we　not　also　conjecture　that　the　following　passage　refers　to　his　Locality；　during　this　same　〃healing　sleep；〃　that　his　Pilgrim…staff　lies　cast　aside　here；　on　〃the　high　table…land；〃　and　indeed　that　the　repose　is　already　taking　wholesome　effect　on　him？　　If　it　were　not　that　the　tone；　in　some　parts；　has　more　of　riancy；　even　of　levity；　than　we　could　have　expected！　However；　in　Teufelsdrockh；　there　is　always　the　strangest　Dualism：　light　dancing；　with　guitar…music；　will　be　going　on　in　the　fore…court；　while　by　fits　from　within　comes　the　faint　whimpering　of　woe　and　wail。　　We　transcribe　the　piece　entire。

〃Beautiful　it　was　to　sit　there；　as　in　my　skyey　Tent；　musing　and　meditating；　on　the　high　table…land；　in　front　of　the　Mountains；　over　me；　as　roof；　the　azure　Dome；　and　around　me；　for　walls；　four　azure…flowing　curtains；namely；　of　the　Four　azure　Winds；　on　whose　bottom…fringes　also　I　have　seen　gilding。　And　then　to　fancy　the　fair　Castles　that　stood　sheltered　in　these　Mountain　hollows；　with　their　green　flower…lawns；　and　white　dames　and　damosels；　lovely　enough：　　or　better　still；　the　straw…roofed　Cottages；　wherein　stood　many　a　Mother　baking　bread；　with　her　children　round　her：all　hidden　and　protectingly　folded　up　in　the　valley…folds；　yet　there　and　alive；　as　sure　as　if　I　beheld　them。　　Or　to　see；　as　well　as　fancy；　the　nine　Towns　and　Villages；　that　lay　round　my　mountain…seat；　which；　in　still　weather；　were　wont　to　speak　to　me　（by　their　steeple…bells）　with　metal　tongue；　and；　in　almost　all　weather；　proclaimed　their　vitality　by　repeated　Smoke…clouds；　whereon；　as　on　a　culinary　horologe；　I　might　read　the　hour　of　the　day。　　For　it　was　the　smoke　of　cookery；　as　kind　housewives　at　morning；　midday；　eventide；　were　boiling　their　husbands'　kettles；　and　ever　a　blue　pillar　rose　up　into　the　air；　successively　or　simultaneously；　from　each　of　the　nine；　saying；　as　plainly　as　smoke　could　say：　　Such　and　such　a　meal　is　getting　ready　here。　　Not　uninteresting！　　For　you　have　the　whole　Borough；　with　all　its　love…makings　and　scandal…mongeries；　contentions　and　contentments；　as　in　miniature；　and　could　cover　it　all　with　your　hat。If；　in　my　wide　Way…farings；　I　had　learned　to　look　into　the　business　of　the　World　in　its　details；　here　perhaps　was　the　place　for　combining　it　into　general　propositions；　and　deducing　inferences　therefrom。

〃Often　also　could　I　see　the　black　Tempest　marching　in　anger　through　the　Distance：　　round　some　Schreckhorn；　as　yet　grim…blue；　would　the　eddying　vapor　gather；　and　there　tumultuously　eddy；　and　flow　down　like　a　mad　witch's　hair；　till；　after　a　space；　it　vanished；　and；　in　the　clear　sunbeam；　your　Schreckhorn　stood　smiling　grim…white；　for　the　vapor　had　held　snow。　　How　thou　fermentest　and　elaboratest；　in　thy　great　fermenting…vat　and　laboratory　of　an　Atmosphere；　of　a　World；　O　Nature！Or　what　is　Nature？　　Ha！　why　do　I　not　name　thee　GOD？　　Art　not　thou　the　'Living　Garment　of　God'？　O　Heavens；　is　it；　in　very　deed；　HE；　then；　that　ever　speaks　through　thee；　that　lives　and　loves　in　thee；　that　lives　and　loves　in　me？

〃Fore…shadows；　call　them　rather　fore…splendors；　of　that　Truth；　and　Beginning　of　Truths；　fell　mysteriously　over　my　soul。　　Sweeter　than　Dayspring　to　the　Shipwrecked　in　Nova　Zembla；　ah；　like　the　mother's　voice　to　her　little　child　that　strays　bewildered；　weeping；　in　unknown　tumults；　like　soft　streamings　of　celestial　music　to　my　too…exasperated　heart；　came　that　Evangel。　　The　Universe　is　not　dead　and　demoniacal；　a　charnel…house　with　spectres；　but　godlike；　and　my　Father's！

〃With　other　eyes；　too；　could　I　now　look　upon　my　fellowman：　　with　an　infinite　Love；　an　infinite　Pity。　　Poor；　wandering；　wayward　man！　　Art　thou　not　tried；　and　beaten　with　stripes；　even　as　I　am？　　Ever；　whether　thou　bear　the　royal　mantle　or　the　beggar's　gabardine；　art　thou　not　so　weary；　so　heavy…laden；　and　thy　Bed　of　Rest　is　but　a　Grave。　　O　my　Brother；　my　Brother；　why　cannot　I　shelter　thee　in　my　bosom；　and　wipe　away　all　tears　from　thy　eyes！Truly；　the　din　of　many…voiced　Life；　which；　in　this　solitude；　with　the　mind's　organ；　I　could　hear；　was　no　longer　a　maddening　discord；　but　a　melting　one；　like　inarticulate　cries；　and　sobbings　of　a　dumb　creature；　which　in　the　ear　of　Heaven　are　prayers。　　The　poor　Earth；　with　her　poor　joys；　was　now　my　needy　Mother；　not　my　cruel　Stepdame；　Man；　with　his　so　mad　Wants　and　so　mean　Endeavors；　had　become　the　dearer　to　me；　and　even　for　his　sufferings　and　his　sins；　I　now　first　named　him　Brother。　　Thus　was　I　standing　in　the　porch　of　that　'_Sanctuary　of　Sorrow_；'　by　strange；　steep　ways　had　I　too　been　guided　thither；　and　ere　long　its　sacred　gates　would　open；　and　the　'_Divine　Depth　of　Sorrow_'　lie　disclosed　to　me。〃

The　Professor　says；　he　here　first　got　eye　on　the　Knot　that　had　been　strangling　him；　and　straightway　could　unfasten　it；　and　was　free。　　〃A　vain　interminable　controversy；〃　writes　he；　〃touching　what　is　at　present　called　Origin　of　Evil；　or　some　such　thing；　arises　in　every　soul；　since　the　beginning　of　the　world；　and　in　every　soul；　that　would　pass　from　idle　Suffering　into　actual　Endeavoring；　must　first　be　put　an　end　to。　　The　most；　in　our　time；　have　to　go　content　with　a　simple；　incomplete　enough　Suppression　of　this　controversy；　to　a　few　some　Solution　of　it　is　indispensable。　　In　every　new　era；　too；　such　Solution　comes　out　in　different　terms；　and　ever　the　Solution　of　the　last　era　has　become　obsolete；　and　is　found　unserviceable。　　For　it　is　man's　nature　to　change　his　Dialect　from　century　to　century；　he　cannot　help　it　though　he　would。　　The　authentic　_Church…Catechism_　of　our　present　century　has　not　yet　fallen　into　my　hands：　meanwhile；　for　my　own　private　behoof　I　attempt　to　elucidate　the　matter　so。　Man's　Unhappiness；　as　I　construe；　comes　of　his　Greatness；　it　is　because　there　is　an　Infinite　in　him；　which　with　all　his　cunning　he　cannot　quite　bury　under　the　Finite。　　Will　the　whole　Finance　Ministers　and　Upholsterers　and　Confectioners　of　modern　Europe　undertake；　in　joint…stock　company；　to　make　one　Shoeblack　HAPPY？　　They　cannot　accomplish　it；　above　an　hour　or　two：　for　the　Shoeblack　also　has　a　Soul　quite　other　than　his　Stomach；　and　would　require；　if　you　consider　it；　for　his　permanent　satisfaction　and　saturation；　simply　this　allotment；　no　more；　and　no　less：　　_God's　infinite　Universe　altogether　to　himself_；　therein　to　enjoy　infinitely；　and　fill　every　wish　as　fast　as　it　rose。　　Oceans　of　Hochheimer；　a　Throat　like　that　of　Oph