the full circle
earth, slightly gibbous, like the moon when she nears her full, but very large;
silvery shape of America was now
noonday blaze wherein (as it seemed) little England
basking but
At first the earth was large, and shone
heavens, filling
great part
; but every moment she grew smaller and more distant
As she shrank, the broad moon in its third quarter crept into view over the rim of her disc
I looked
constellations
Only that part of Aries directly behind the sun
Lion, which the earth covered, were hidden
I recognised the tortuous, tattered band
Milky Way with Vega very bright between sun and earth; and Sirius and Orion shone splendid against the unfathomable blackness
opposite quarter
heavens
The Pole Star was overhead,
Great Bear hung over the circle
earth
And away beneath and beyond the shining corona
sun were strange groupings of stars I had never seen in my life--notably
dagger-shaped group that
Southern Cross
All these were no larger than
had shone on earth, but the little stars that one scarce sees shone now against the setting of black vacancy as brightly
first-magnitudes had done, while the larger worlds were points of indescribable glory and colour
Aldebaran was
spot of blood-red fire, and Sirius condensed to one point the light of innumerable sapphires
shone steadily:
scintillate, they were calmly glorious
My impressions had an adamantine hardness and brightness:
no blurring softness, no atmosphere, nothing but infinite darkness set
myriads
acute and brilliant points and specks of light
Presently, when I looked again, the little earth seemed no bigger
sun, and it dwindled and turned as I looked, until in
second's space (as it seemed
),
halved; and so it went on swiftly dwindling
Far away
opposite direction,
little pinkish pin's head of light, shining steadily,
planet Mars
I swam motionless in vacancy, and, without
trace of terror or astonishment, watched the speck of cosmic dust we call the world fall away from me

Presently it dawned upon me that my sense of duration had changed; that my mind was moving not faster but infinitely slower, that between each separate impression
period of many days
The moon spun once round the earth as I noted this; and I perceived clearly the motion of Mars
orbit
Moreover, it appeared as
time between thought and thought grew steadily greater, until at last
thousand years was but
moment in my perception

At first the constellations had shone motionless against the black background of infinite space; but presently it seemed
the group of stars about Hercules
Scorpion was contracting, while Orion and Aldebaran and their neighbours were scattering apart
Flashing suddenly
darkness there came
flying multitude of particles of rock, glittering like dust-specks in
sunbeam, and encompassed in
faintly luminous cloud
They swirled all about me, and vanished again in
twinkling far behind
And then
that
bright spot of light, that shone
little to one side
path, was growing very rapidly larger, and perceived
the planet Saturn rushing towards me
Larger and larger it grew, swallowing up the heavens behind it, and hiding every moment
fresh multitude, of stars
I perceived its flattened, whirling body, its disc-like belt, and seven
little satellites
It grew and grew, till it towered enormous; and then I plunged amid
streaming multitude of clashing stones and dancing dust-particles and gas-eddies, and saw for
moment the mighty triple belt like three concentric arches of moonlight above me, its shadow black
boiling tumult below
These things happened in one-tenth
time it takes
them
The planet went by like
flash of lightning; for
few seconds it blotted out the sun, and there and then became
mere black, dwindling, winged patch against the light
The earth, the mother mote
being,
no longer see

So with
stately swiftness,
profoundest silence, the solar system fell from me as it
garment, until the sun was
mere star amid the multitude of stars, with its eddy of planet-specks lost
confused glittering
remoter light
no longer
denizen
solar system: I had come
outer Universe, I seemed to grasp and comprehend the whole world of matter
Ever more swiftly the stars closed in
spot where Antares and Vega had vanished in
phosphorescent haze, until that part
sky had the semblance of
whirling mass of nebulae, and ever before me yawned vaster gaps of vacant blackness,
stars shone fewer and fewer
It seemed
I moved towards
point between Orion's belt and sword;
void
region opened vaster and vaster every second, an incredible gulf of nothingness into which
falling
Faster and ever faster the universe rushed by,
hurry of whirling motes at last, speeding silently
void
Stars glowing brighter and brighter, with their circling planets catching the light in
ghostly fashion as I neared them, shone out and vanished again into inexistence; faint comets, clusters of meteorites, winking specks of matter, eddying light-points, whizzed past, some perhaps
hundred millions of miles or so from me at most, few nearer, travelling with unimaginable rapidity, shooting constellations, momentary darts of fire,
black, enormous night
More than anything else
like
dusty draught, sunbeam-lit
Broader and wider and deeper grew the starless space, the vacant Beyond, into which
being drawn
At last
quarter
heavens was black and blank,
whole headlong rush of stellar universe closed in behind me like
veil of light
gathered together
It drove away from me like
monstrous jack-o'-lantern driven
wind
I had come out
wilderness of space
Ever the vacant blackness grew broader, until the hosts
stars seemed only like
swarm of fiery specks hurrying away from me, inconceivably remote,
darkness, the nothingness and emptiness, was about me on every side
Soon the little universe of matter, the cage of points
I had begun
, was dwindling, now to
whirling disc of luminous glittering, and now to one minute disc of hazy light
In
little while it would shrink to
point, and at last would vanish altogether

Suddenly feeling came back
--feeling
shape of overwhelming terror; such
dread
dark vastitudes as no words can describe,
passionate resurgence of sympathy and social desire
Were there other souls, invisible
as I
, about me
blackness ? or was I indeed, even as
, alone ? Had I passed out of being into something that was neither being nor not-being ? The covering
body, the covering of matter,
torn from me,
hallucinations of companionship and security
Everything was black and silent
I had ceased
nothing
nothing, save only that infinitesimal dot of light that dwindled
gulf
I strained myself to hear
, and for
while
naught but infinite silence, intolerable darkness, horror, and despair

Then
that
spot of light into which the whole world of matter had shrunk
faint glow
And in
band on either side of
darkness was not absolute
I watched it for ages, as it seemed
, and
long waiting the haze grew imperceptibly more distinct
And then
band appeared an irregular cloud
faintest, palest brown
passionate impatience; but the things grew brighter so slowly
scarce seemed
unfolding itself ? What
strange reddish dawn
interminable night of space ?
The cloud's shape was grotesque
It seemed
looped along its lower side into four projecting masses, and, above, it ended in
straight line
What phantom
?
assured I had seen that figure before; but
think what, nor where, nor when
Then the realisation rushed upon me
clenched Hand
alone in space, alone
huge, shadowy Hand,
the whole Universe of Matter lay like an unconsidered speck of dust
It seemed
I watched it through vast periods
forefinger glittered
ring;
universe
I had come was but
spot of light
ring's curvature
thing
hand gripped had the likeness of
black rod
Through
long eternity I watched this Hand,
ring
rod, marvelling and fearing and waiting helplessly on what might follow
It seemed
nothing could follow: that
watch for ever, seeing only the Hand
thing it held, and understanding nothing
import
whole universe but
refracting speck upon some greater Being ? Were our worlds but the atoms of another universe, and those again of another, and so on through an endless progression ? And
I ? Was I indeed immaterial ?
vague persuasion of
body gathering about me came into my suspense
The abysmal darkness
Hand filled with impalpable suggestions, with uncertain, fluctuating shapes

Then, suddenly, came
sound, like the sound of
tolling bell: faint,
infinitely far; muffled,
heard through thick swathings of darkness:
deep, vibrating resonance, with vast gulfs of silence between each stroke
Hand appeared to tighten
rod
And
far above the Hand, towards the apex
darkness,
circle of dim phosphorescence,
ghostly sphere whence these sounds came throbbing; and
last stroke the Hand vanished,
hour had come, and I heard
noise of many waters
But the black rod remained as
great band across the sky
And then
voice, which seemed to run
uttermost parts of space, spoke, saying, "
no more pain
"
an almost intolerable gladness and radiance rushed in upon me, and
the circle shining white and bright,
rod black and shining, and many things else distinct and clear
circle
face
clock,
rod the rail
bed
Haddon was standing
foot, against the rail, with
small pair of scissors
fingers;
hands
clock
mantel over his shoulder were clasped together over the hour of twelve
Mowbray was washing something in
basin
octagonal table, and at my side
subdued feeling that could scarce be spoken of as pain

The operation
killed me
And I perceived, suddenly,
dull melancholy of half
year was lifted from my mind
