soul which is above intellect is excited to the gods, and thence derives its inspiration."
The author then pursuing his comment upon Plato, observes, that "one of these manias may suffice (especially that which belongs to Love) to lead back the soul to its first divinity and happiness; but that there is an intimate union with them all; and that the ordinary progress through which the soul ascends is, primarily, through the musical; next, through the telestic or mystic; thirdly, through the prophetic; and lastly, through the enthusiasm of Love."
While with a bewildered understanding and a reluctant attention I listened to these intricate sublimities, my adviser closed the volume, and said with complacency, "There is the motto for your book — the thesis for your theme."
"Davus sum, non Œdipus," said I, shaking my head, discontentedly. "All this may be exceedingly fine, but Heaven forgive me — I don't understand a word of it. The mysteries of your Rosicrucians, and your fraternities, are mere child's play to the jargon of the Platonists."
"Yet, not till you rightly understand this passage, can you understand the higher theories of the Rosicrucians, or of the still nobler fraternities you speak of with so much levity."
"Oh, if that be the case, I give up in despair. Why not, since you are so well versed in the matter, take the motto for a book of your own?"
"But if I have already composed a book with that thesis for its theme, will you prepare it for the public?"
"With the greatest pleasure," said I, — alas, too rashly!
"I shall hold you to your promise," returned the old
