正文 V

Taylor always spoke with fidehough he was ermined man, being easily flattered or jostled from his way; and this, putting as it were his fiery heart into his mouth made him formidable. And I have noticed that all those who speak the thoughts of many, speak fidently, while those who speak their own thoughts are hesitating and timid, as though they spoke out of a mind and body growive to the edge of bewilderment among many impressions. They speak to us that we may give them certainty, by seeing what they have seen; and so it is, that enlargement of experience does not e from those oratorical thinkers, or from those decisive rhythms that move large numbers of men, but from writers that seem by trast as feminine as the soul when it explores in Blakes picture the recesses of the grave, carrying its faint lamp trembling and astonished; or as the Muses who are never pictured as one?breasted amazons, but as women needing prote. Indeed, all art which appeals to individual man and awaits the firmation of his senses and his reveries, seems when arrayed against the moral zeal, the fident logic, the ordered proof of journalism, a trifling, imperti, vexatious thing, a tumbler who has unrolled his carpet in the way of a marg army.

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