ce struck him with entire force:
For what?--_Beym Himmel!_ For Food and Warmth! And are Food and Warmth
nowhere else, in the whole wide Universe, discoverable?--Come of it
what might, I resolved to try.'

Thus then are we to see him in a new independent capacity, though
perhaps far from an improved one. Teufelsdroeckh is now a man without
Profession. Quitting the common Fleet of herring-busses and whalers,
where indeed his leeward, laggard condition was painful enough, he
desperately steers-off, on a course of his own, by sextant and compass
of his own. Unhappy Teufelsdroeckh! Though neither Fleet, nor Traffic,
nor Commodores pleased thee, still was it not _a Fleet_, sailing in
prescribed track, for fixed objects; above all, in combination,
wherein, by mutual guidance, by all manner of loans and borrowings,
each could manifoldly aid the other? How wilt thou sail in unknown
seas; and for thyself find that shorter North-west Passage to thy fair
Spice-country of a Nowhere?--A solitary rover, on such a voyage, with
such nautical tactics, will meet with adventures. Nay, as we forthwith
discover, a certain Calypso-Island detains him at the very outset; and
as it were falsifies and oversets his whole reckoning.

'If in youth,' writes he once, 'the Universe is majestically
unveiling, and everywhere Heaven revealing itself on Earth, nowhere to
the Young Man does this Heaven on Earth so immediately reveal itself
as in the Young Maiden. Strangely enough, in this strange life of
ours, it has been so appointed. On the whole, as I have often said, a
Person (_Persoenlichkeit_) is ever holy to us: a certain orthodox
Anthropomorphism connects my _Me_ with all _Thees_ in bonds of Love:
but it is in this approximation of the Like and Unlike, that such
heavenly attraction, as between Negative and Positive, first burns-out
into a flame. Is the pitifullest mortal Person, think you, indifferent
to us? Is it not rather our heartfelt wish to be made one with him; to
unite him to us, by gratitude, by admiration, even by fear; or failing
all these, unite ourselves to him? But how much more, in this case of
the Like-Unlike! Here is conceded us the higher mystic possibility of
such a union, the highest in our Earth; thus, in the conducting medium
of Fantasy, flames-forth that _fire_-development of the universal
Spiritual Electricity, which, as unfolded between man and woman, we
first emphatically denominate LOVE.

'In every well-conditioned stri