text:  Then will reproach himself saying "What am I that I should quail before the misery that broke not minds like these? What am I that I should be exempt from the earthly fate of the immortals?" Nor marvel then that men who have passed the fiery ordeal whose power has been tried and not found wanting whose nights of probation difficulty and despair are past and with whom it is now noon should come forth with deportment modest and subdued exempt from the insolent assumption of vulgar minds and their yet more vulgar hostilities and friendships: that such men as Campbell and Rogers and a thousand others in every department of life and letters should partake of that quietude of manner that modesty of deportment that compassion for the unfortunate of their class that unselfish admiration for men who successful have deserved success that abomination of cliques coteries and _conversaziones_ and all the littleness of inferior fry: that such men should have parasites and followers and hangers-on; or that since men like themselves are few and far between they should live for and with such men alone