Only in the silence and darkness of the soul's night, do those stars of the inward firmament sink to its lower surface from the singing realms beyond, and shine upon the conscious spirit.

Here all effort was unavailing.

If they came not, they could not be found.
Next night, it was just the same.

I walked through the red glimmer of the silent hall; but lonely as there I walked, as lonely trod my soul up and down the halls of the brain.

At last I entered one of the statue-halls.