Reminiscences . not this a noble thing for such a man to feeland say? I have a hundred times recommended thatpassage in Wilhelm Meis!er to enquiring and devoutsouls, but I think never elsewhere met with one who sothoroughly recognised it. One of my last letters, flunginto the fire just before leaving London, was from an Ox-ford self-styled religious enquirer, who asks me if inthose pages of Meister there is not a wonderfully dis-tinct foreshadow of Comte and Positivism! PhoebusApollo, god of the sun, foreshadowing the miserablestphantasmal algebraic ghost I have yet met with among theranks of
Reminiscences . not this a noble thing for such a man to feeland say? I have a hundred times recommended thatpassage in Wilhelm Meis!er to enquiring and devoutsouls, but I think never elsewhere met with one who sothoroughly recognised it. One of my last letters, flunginto the fire just before leaving London, was from an Ox-ford self-styled religious enquirer, who asks me if inthose pages of Meister there is not a wonderfully dis-tinct foreshadow of Comte and Positivism! PhoebusApollo, god of the sun, foreshadowing the miserablestphantasmal algebraic ghost I have yet met with among theranks of the living ! I have now ended, and am sorry to end, what I had to EDWARD IRVING. 26/ say of Irving. It is like bidding him farewell for a secondand the last time. He waits in the eternities. Another,his brightest scholar, has left me and gone thither. Godbe about us all. Amen. Amen. Finished at Mentone, January 2,1867, looking towardsthe eastward hills, bathed in sunshine, under a brisk westwind; two T. LORD JEFFREY.
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