How easy it is to desire when one has a wishing-rod, and it is sometimes more dreadful than to persih from want.
So long as one is a child one has sufficient imagination, though it were for an hour in the dark room, to keep one's soul on tiptoe, on the tiptoe of expectation; but when one is older, imagination easily has the effect of making one tired of the Christmas tree before one has a chance to see it.
Who has held in his hand the magic lamp and yet has not felt that swooning of delight at the thought that one only needs to wish? |
