In one case out of a hundred a point is excessively discussed because it is obscure; in the ninety-nine remaining it is obscure because it is excessively discussed.
-ev'n with us the breath Of Science dims the mirror of our joy.
The depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found.
The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
And all I loved, I loved alone.
If the propositions of this Discourse are tenable, the "state of progressive collapse" is precisely that state in which alone we are warranted in considering All Things.