WHAT WE MAY LEARN BY LOOKING OUT OF WINDOW
March 3d
A poet has said that life is the dream of a shadow: he would better havepared it to a night of fever! What alters of restlessness andsleep! what disfort! what sudden starts! what ever-returning thirst!
what a chaos of mournful and fused fancies! We either sleep norwake; we seek in vain for repose, aop short on the brink ofa. Two thirds of humaence are wasted iation, and thelast third iing.
When I say humaence, I mean my own! We are so made that each ofus regards himself as the mirror of the unity: asses in ourminds infallibly seems to us a history of the universe. Every man islike the drunkard who reports ahquake, because he feels himselfstaggering.
And why am I uain aless--I, a poor day-laborer in the world--who fill an obscure station in a er of it, and whose work it availsitself of, without heeding the workman? I will tell you, my unseenfriend, for whom these lines are written; my unknown brother, o……（内容加载失败！）
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