Under the trees . -i-i,^-. now, for I am escaping the limitations ofmy own personality, with its narrow ex-perience and its short memory, and 1 amentering into consciousness of a race lifeand dimly surveying the records of a racememory. At last the road turns abruptly fromthe hillside to which it clings with theloyalty of ancient association, and, runningstraight across a low-lying meadow, entersa deep wood, and vanishes from sight formany a mile. It is with a deep sigh ofcontent that 1 find myself once more inthat dim wonderland whose mysteries Iwould not fathom if I could. I am at onewith th
Under the trees . -i-i,^-. now, for I am escaping the limitations ofmy own personality, with its narrow ex-perience and its short memory, and 1 amentering into consciousness of a race lifeand dimly surveying the records of a racememory. At last the road turns abruptly fromthe hillside to which it clings with theloyalty of ancient association, and, runningstraight across a low-lying meadow, entersa deep wood, and vanishes from sight formany a mile. It is with a deep sigh ofcontent that 1 find myself once more inthat dim wonderland whose mysteries Iwould not fathom if I could. I am at onewith the genius of the place; 1 have es-caped customs, habits, conventions of everysort; the false growths of civilisation havefallen away and left me in primitive strengi:hand freshness once more; my own person-ality disappears, and I am breathing theuniversal life; 1 have gone back to the farbeginning of things, and I am once morein that dim, rich moment of primeval con-tact with Nature out of which all mythol-92. ^ ic ^^ ir\mMii
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