My eyes were covered and closed: eddying darkness seemed to swim round me，and reflection came in as black and confused a flow. Self-abandoned，relaxed，and effortless，I seemed to have laid me down in the dried-up bed of a great river; I heard a flood loosened in remote mountains，and felt the torrent e: to rise I had no will，to flee I had no strength. I lay faint，longing to be dead. One idea only still throbbed life-like within me- a remembrance of God: it begot an unuttered prayer: these words went wandering up and down in my rayless mind，as something that should be whispered，but no energy was found to express them-