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A fantasy novel by George MacDonald

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288                            PHANTASTES:
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behold, if not my ideal in myself, at least myself in my ideal. Now, however, I took, at first, what per­haps was a mistaken pleasure, in despising and degrading myself. Another self seemed to arise, like a white spirit from a dead man, from the dumb and trampled self of the past. Doubtless, this self must again die and be buried, and again, from its tomb, spring a winged child; but of this my history as yet bears not the record. Self will come to life even in the slaying of self; but there is ever some­thing deeper and stronger than it, which will emerge at last from the unknown abysses of the soul: will it be as a solemn gloom, burning with eyes ? or a clear morning after the rain ? or a smiling child, that finds itself nowhere, and everywhere?
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