I could not recollect on what occasion they had been spoken, but I thought I heard them again.
They were the words of Jacob wrestling with the angel of God. "I will not let thee go, except thou bless me."
The painted face in the lamplight changed at each appeal.
It was bright and shining, was black and gloomy; it closed pale lids over dead eyes, opened them again and flashed a burning look.
It was woman, man, girl, was a little child, an animal, vanished to a speck, was again tall and clear.
At last, in response to a strong inward prompting, I closed my eyes, and saw the picture inwardly in me, stronger and more powerful.
I wished to kneel down before it, but it was so much within me, that I could separate it from myself no more;
it seemed as if it had entirely identified itself with me.
Then I heard a loud confused roar as of a spring storm. I trembled in an indescribably new feeling of fear and excitement.
Stars darted before me and died out, recollections even of the first forgotten years of my childhood, of a time further back still,
of a pre-existence and the early stages of existence, pressed through me.
But the recollections which seemed to piece together my life’s whole history even to its most secret details did not cease with yesterday and to-day,
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