To the man himself Nature had given, in high measure, the seeds of a noble endowment; and to unfold it had been forbidden him. A subtle lynx-eyed intellect, tremulous pious sensibility to all good and all beautiful; truly a ray of empyrean light;—but embedded134 in such weak laxity of character, in such indolences and esuriences as had made strange work with it. Once more, the tragic108 story of a high endowment with an insufficient135 will. An eye to discern the divineness of the Heaven's spendors and lightnings, the insatiable wish to revel119 in their godlike radiances and brilliances; but no heart to front the scathing136 terrors of them, which is the first condition of your conquering an abiding137 place there. The courage necessary for him, above all things, had been denied this man. His life, with such ray of the empyrean in it, was great and terrible to him; and he had not valiantly138 grappled with it, he had fled from it; sought refuge in vague daydreams139, hollow compromises, inopium140, in theosophic metaphysics. Harsh pain, danger, necessity, slavish harnessed toil141, were of all things abhorrent142 to him. And so the empyrean element, lying smothered143 under the terrene, and yet inextinguishable there, made sad writhings. For pain, danger, difficulty, steady slaving toil, and other highly disagreeable behests of destiny, shall in nowise be shirked by any brightest mortal that will approve himself loyal to his mission in this world; nay precisely144 the higher he is, the deeper will be the disagreeableness, and the detestability to flesh and blood, of the tasks laid on him; and the heavier too, and more tragic, his penalties if he neglect them.
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