Show on the death of 01 balzac there can be but austere and serl ous thoughts in all hearts when a sublime spirit makes its majestic en trance into another life when one of those beings who have bave long soared above the arod crowd on the visible wings ot of genius aspre spreading iding all at once other wings which we did not see plunges swiftly into the unknown no it Is not the unknown no it lt Is not night it la is light it Is not the end it Is the beginning it Is not extinction it Is eternity Is it not true such tombs as this demon strate immortality in the presence of 0 the illustrious dead we feel more distinctly the divine destiny of that intelligence which traverses the earth to suffer and to purity itself which we call man victor hugo |