Too much Government of brain; not sufficient Insurrection of heart! There it is.

There it lies.

But, little fool! you shall find people with arms and shots and cannon running all up and down your body, firing and crying out "Victory for Love!" till you are beaten, till you gasp "Love! love! love!" and then comes a beatific--oh! a heaven and a hell to your voice.

I will pay,' the excited connoisseur pursued more deliberately: 'I will pay half my fortune to bring this about.

I am fortified, for I know such a voice was sent to be sublime.' He exclaimed in an ecstasy: 'It opens the skies!' and immediately appended: 'It is destined to suffocate the theatres!' Pausing as before a splendid vision: 'Money--let it go like dust! I have an object.