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My heart is sore pained within me:
And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me,
And horror hath overwhelmed me.

And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove!
Then would I fly away, and be at rest.
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The new-born child does not realise that his body is more a part of himself than surrounding odjects, and will play with his toes without any feeling that they belong to him more than the rattle by his side; and it is only by degrees, through pain, that he understands the fact of the body. And experiences of the same kind are necessary for the ( Read more... )