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And where does he now exist? Is this gentle and lovely being lost

for ever? Has this mind, so replete with ideas, imaginations

fanciful and magnificent, which formed a world, whose existence

depended on the life of its creator;-has this mind perished? Does

it now only exist in my memory? No, it is not thus; your form so

divinely wrought, and beaming with beauty, has decayed, but your

spirit still visits and consoles your unhappy friend.

Pardon this gush of sorrow; these ineffectual words are but a

slight tribute to the unexampled worth of Henry, but they soothe

my heart, overflowing with the anguish which his remembrance

creates. I will proceed with my tale.

Beyond Cologne we descended to the plains of Holland; and we

resolved to post the remainder of our way, for the wind was

contrary and the stream of the river was too gentle to aid us.