"My floating chariot bore me over a great city. Its faint dull sound
steamed up into the air--a sound--how composed?" How many hopeless
cries," thought I, "and how many mad shouts go to make up the tumult,
here so faint where I float in eternal peace, knowing that they will
one day be stilled in the surrounding calm, and that despair dies into
infinite hope, and the seeming impossible there, is the law here!
"But, O pale-faced women, and gloomy-browed men, and forgotten children,
how I will wait on you, and minister to you, and, putting my arms about
you in the dark, think hope into your hearts, when you fancy no one is
near! Soon as my senses have all come back, and have grown accustomed to
this new blessed life, I will be among you with the love that healeth."
With this, a pang and a terrible shudder went through me; a writhing
as of death convulsed me; and I became once again conscious of a more
limited, even a bodily and earthly life.