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 ples so noble, his heart so sensible and good, that I should have been unworthy of his friendship if I had not severely felt his loss: Wherever I went, the image of the darling of my heart was hovering before me, and I was haunted every where by the distressing painful thought that I should see him no more. His wise counsels, his sage instructions, still vibrated in my ear, and nature had lost all her charms, since I could no more admire the greatness of her Creator, wandering by his side, and hear him enlarge on the praises of him who showers down his blessings on man, and on the worm that is creeping beneath our feet; how my heart was thrilled with unutterable bliss, when he was pointing out to me the wisdom and power of God, who is as great in the meanest reptile, as in the structure of the majestic king of day; how my bosom panted with rapture, when, in the evening of a toilsome day, I could rest on his heart, and listening to the effusions of his noble mind, could sympathize with him in his virtuous feelings.