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Of some of those pictures which will for ever facinate and disturb me.

It is so easy to say 'I will' do this, yet how difficult it is? It is only when we stoop to collect that we find the loss.

Memory, after all, retains not everything, nor is there sequence in her treasurery.

I find the brilliant beast is forever lost, while little drab fragments are left, and even those are scattered,-missplaced, or fractured

How can I assemble and re-set the scattered pieces? The few drab fragments are quite insufficient. I shall, perhaps, after many moments of labor, do no more than set up in misplaced sections and broken disjointed lines, corners of those vivid tessilations of a moment which flashed in their terrible splendour and were gone.

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