In Arcady . and sweep of a resistless ran, shouted, laughed as if somehidden and inarticulate force withinhim had suddenly broken was fellow with the bird thatsang on the bough and comradewith the shy creatures who hadnever suffered his approach he had known what was hap-pening within him he would haveunderstood the ancient frenzy ofthe Bacchic worshippers; the sur-render to the spell of the life of theworld, rising out of deep springsin the heart of things, calling withthe potency of ancient witcheries tohis instincts, taking possession ofhis quickening senses,
In Arcady . and sweep of a resistless ran, shouted, laughed as if somehidden and inarticulate force withinhim had suddenly broken was fellow with the bird thatsang on the bough and comradewith the shy creatures who hadnever suffered his approach he had known what was hap-pening within him he would haveunderstood the ancient frenzy ofthe Bacchic worshippers; the sur-render to the spell of the life of theworld, rising out of deep springsin the heart of things, calling withthe potency of ancient witcheries tohis instincts, taking possession ofhis quickening senses, and mount-ing with intoxicating glow to hisimagination. [42J.
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