’AndoftenwhenIwakeatnight，andlistentothesilence，orwanderfarfrompeopleinthegraynessoftheevening，orstandandlookatquietwaterhavingshadowsoverit，somevagueimageseemstohoverontheskirtofvision，everchangingplaceandoutline，everflittingasIfollow。Thissomovesandhurriesme，intheeagernessandlonging，thatstraightwayallmychanceislost；andmemory，scaredlikeawildbird，flies。OramIasachildperhaps，chasingaflowncageling，whoamongthebranchesfreeplaysandpeepsattheofferedcageasahomenottobeurgedonhim，andmeanstotakehistimeofcoming，ifhecomesatall？

　　’OftentooIwonderattheoddsoffortune，whichmademehelplessasIam，andfondofpeaceandreading

　　theheiressofthismaddomain，thesanctuaryofunholiness。ItisnotlikelythatIshallhavemuchpowerofauthority；andyettheCounsellorcreepsuptobemyLordoftheTreasury；andhissonaspirestomyhand，asofaRoyalalliance。Well，“honouramongthieves，“theysay；andmineisthefirsthonour：

　　althoughamongdecentfolkperhaps，honestyisbetter。

　　’Weshouldnotbesoquiethere，andsafefrominterruptionbutthatIhavebeggedoneprivilegeratherthancommandedit。Thiswasthatthelowerend，justthisnarrowingofthevalley，whereitismosthardtocomeat，mightbelookeduponasmine，exceptforpurposesofguard。Thereforenonebesidethesentriesevertrespassonmehere，unlessitbemygrandfather，ortheCounsellororCarver。

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