text:  Ah could I ever forget the hour when those accents first dropped with medicinal virtue on my soul--when every syllable from his lips brought unction to my bruised nature--and the dark shadows of earth were dissipated and destroyed beneath the clear pure light of heaven that he invoked and made apparent! Why passed the syllables now coldly and ineffectually across the heart they could not penetrate? Why glittered they before the eye with phosphorescent lustre void of all heat and might? I could not tell