It was possible, I reflected, that amere differentarrangement of theparticulars of the scene, of the details ofthe picture, would be sufficient to modify,or perhaps to annihilate its capacity forsorrowful impression
becauseby any of that half-pleasurable,poetic, sentiment, with which the mindusually receives even the sternest naturalimages of the desolate or terrible.
and, acting upon thisidea, I reined my horse to the precipitousbrink of a black and lurid tarn that lay inunruffled lustre by the dwelling, and gazeddown-but with a shudder even morethrilling than before
It was possible, I reflected, that amere different arrangement of theparticulars of the scene, of the details ofthe picture, would be sufficient to modify,or perhaps to annihilate its capacity forsorrowful impression
This permission, wefeel bound to say, was graciously granted;which compels us here to give a publiccontradiction to the slanderers who pretendthat we live under a government butmoderately indulgent to men of letters.
