This is a fearful precipice, but I dare look Upon it. What, indeed, may I not dare — what have I not dared! I look be fore me, and the prospect, to most men full of tenets, has few or none for me. With out adopting too greatly the spirit of cant which makes it a familiar phrase in the mouths of the many, death to me will prove a release from many strifes and terrors. I do not fear death. I look behind me, and though.