Note 564 — THE VISION OF JUDGMENT. BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS.
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["When I beheld them meet, the desire of my soul o'ercame me, ——I, too, pressed forward to enter— But the weight of the body withheld me.—I stooped to the fountain. And my feet methought sunk, and I fell precipitate. Starting, Then I awoke, and beheld the mountains in twilight before me, Dark and distinct; and instead of the rapturous sound of hosannahs, Heard the bell from the tower, Toll! Toll! through the silence of evening."
Vision of Judgement, xii.]