JOY AND FELICITY

is like the bubbling of the perennial fountain. Pleasure is the ripple on the sunlit sea which, the very next moment, may be whipped by a sudden squall into f oam ' ' white as the bitten lip of hâte" ; Joy is more like the océan swell» or the moon-drawn tides. Pleasure is hke the variable breeze, Joy is the trade-wind. Changing the thought-fonn, Pleasure may be given, Joy must be won. Pleasure dépends upon what is about you, Joy upon what you are in yourself, Pleasure is an émotion, Joy is the instinct of the free sotd. Any créature capable of sensation may hâve pleasure, Joy anses only when the " fountains of the ^p " are unloosed.

A distinction must also be made between Joy and Fehcity. FeUcity may be described as the emotional aspect of the state of perfection; it was found in the Garden of £den before the entrance of the Serpent ; it is the word usually employed to déscribe the state of those who hâve reached the final bliss of Heaven. It is not suggested by thèse références that FeUcity is fictitious or illusory ; it is a real expérience for which we need not wait translation to another world than this : lovers know it in their hours of quiet and deep togetherness ; the saint knows it when, obfivious of the outer world, his soûl communes with God. But FeUcity is essentiaUy static, and is found (if at aU) at the resting-places ; at the mountainrtop, but not as you cUmb ; at the inn, but not as you trudge the dusty road ;