1 Here I fell twice; but as often I rose and rallied my faculties.
2 My faculties, roused by the change of scene, the new field offered to hope, seemed all astir.
3 As yet I had not thought; I had only listened, watched, dreaded; now I regained the faculty of reflection.
4 I was stiff with long sitting, and bewildered with the noise and motion of the coach: Gathering my faculties, I looked about me.
5 Wholly untaught, with faculties quite torpid, they seemed to me hopelessly dull; and, at first sight, all dull alike: but I soon found I was mistaken.
6 I would fain exercise some better faculty than that of fierce speaking; fain find nourishment for some less fiendish feeling than that of sombre indignation.
7 I heard voices, too, speaking with a hollow sound, and as if muffled by a rush of wind or water: agitation, uncertainty, and an all-predominating sense of terror confused my faculties.
8 As for me, I daily wished more to please him; but to do so, I felt daily more and more that I must disown half my nature, stifle half my faculties, wrest my tastes from their original bent, force myself to the adoption of pursuits for which I had no natural vocation.