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_Ach Gott!_ These people and their affairs seem all
"melting" rapidly enough, into thaw-slush or one knows not what.
Considerable madness is visible in them. _Stare super antiquas
vias:_ "No," they say, "we cannot stand, or walk, or do any good
whatever there; by God's blessing, we will fly,--will not you!--
here goes!" And their _flight,_ it is as the flight of the
unwinged,--of oxen endeavoring to fly with the "wings" of an ox!
By such flying, universally practised, the "ancient ways" are
really like to become very deep before long. In short, I am
terribly sick of all that;--and wish it would stay at home at
Fruitland, or where there is good pasture for it. Friend
Emerson, alone of all voices, out of America, has sphere-music in
him for me,--alone of them all hitherto; and is a prophecy and
sure dayspring in the East; immeasurably cheering to me. God
long prosper him; keep him duly apart from that bottomless
hubbub which is not, at all cheering! And so ends my Litany for
this day.
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* The Reverend William Henry Channing.


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