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itually　think　of

things　as　coloured　and　resonant。　Habit　accounts　for　part。　The　soul　sense

accounts　for　another　part。　The　brain　with　its　five…sensed　construction

asserts　its　right　and　accounts　for　the　rest。　Inclusive　of　all；　the　unity

of　the　world　demands　that　colour　be　kept　in　it；　whether　I　have

cognizance　of　it　or　not。　Rather　than　be　shut　out；　I　take　part　in　it　by

discussing　it；　imagining　it；　happy　in　the　happiness　of　those　near　me

who　gaze　at　the　lovely　hues　of　the　sunset　or　the　rainbow。

My　hand　has　its　share　in　this　multiple　knowledge；　but　it　must　never　be

forgotten　that　with　the　fingers　I　see　only　a　very　small　portion　of　a

surface；　and　that　I　must　pass　my　hand　continually　over　it　before　my

touch　grasps　the　whole。　It　is　still　more　important；　however；　to　remember

that　my　imagination　is　not　tethered　to　certain　points；　locations；　and

distances。　It　puts　all　the　parts　together　simultaneously　as　if　it　saw　or

knew　instead　of　feeling　them。　Though　I　feel　only　a　small　part　of　my

horse　at　a　time；……my　horse　is　nervous　and　does　not　submit　to　manual

explorations；……yet；　because　I　have　many　times　felt　hock；　nose；　hoof　and

mane；　I　can　see　the　steeds　of　Phoebus　Apollo　coursing　the　heavens。

With　such　a　power　active　it　is　impossible　that　my　thought　should　be

vague；　indistinct。　It　must　needs　be　potent；　definite。　This　is　really　a

corollary　of　the　philosophical　truth　that　the　real　world　exists　only　for

the　mind。　That　is　to　say；　I　can　never　touch　the　world　in　its　entirety；

indeed；　I　touch　less　of　it　than　the　portion　that　others　see　or　hear。　But

all　creatures；　all　objects；　pass　into　my　brain　entire；　and　occupy　the

same　extent