We are feeding the divinest part of our nature,--the appetite to admire." "But of all things wearisome," said Vane, "a succession of changes is the most.

There can be a monotony in variety itself.

As the eye aches in gazing long at the new shapes of the kaleidoscope, the mind aches at the fatigue of a constant alternation of objects; and we delightedly return to 'REST,' which is to life what green is to the earth." In the course of their sojourn among the various baths of Taunus, they fell in, by accident, with a German student of Heidelberg, who was pursuing the pedestrian excursions so peculiarly favoured by his tribe.
He was tamer and gentler than the general herd of those young wanderers, and our party were much pleased with his enthusiasm, because it was unaffected.

He had been in England, and spoke its language almost as a native.
"Our literature," said he, one day, conversing with Vane, "has two faults,--we are too subtle and too homely.

We do not speak enough to the broad comprehension of mankind; we are forever making abstract qualities of flesh and blood.