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And there is a beauty for the spirit; mind in its perfect flowering,i stolT
Fragrant, expanded into soul, full of love and blessed, oto yarga 97T
Go to some squalid couch, some famishing death-bed of the poor; wzi
He is shrunken, cadaverous, diseased; there is here no beauty of the body!
Never hath he fed on knowledge, nor drank at the streams of science, IT
He is of the common herd, illiterate; there is here no beauty of the
reason. sugh histor at a poi
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But lo! his filming eye is bright with love from heaven,il ogni situlq A
In every look it beameth praise, as worshipping with seraphs; WI
What honeycomb is hived upon his lips, eloquent of gratitude and prayer,
What triumph shrined serene upon that clammy brow,
What glory flickering transparent under those thin cheeks,
What beauty in his face!-Is it not the face of an angel?

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Now, of these three, infinitely mingled and combined, 94 9.lt ei ored W
Consisteth human beauty, in all the marvels of its mightiness
And forth from human beauty springeth the intensity of Love
Feeling, thought, desire, the three deep fountains of affection. Lithoon odT
Son of Adam, or daughter of Eve, art thon trapped by nature,ongolT
And is thy young eye dazzled with the pleasant form of beauty ?els buA
This is but a lower love: still it hath its honour; opna us prom dad 15T
What God hath made and meant to charm, let not man depise.ige „nem A
Nevertheless, as reason's child, look thou wisely farther, pitna eɛod T
For age, disease, and care, and sin, shall tarnish all the surface;olotoT
Reach a loftien love; be lured by the comeliness of mind-formes, butA
Gentle, kind, and calm, or lustrous in the livery of knowledge.itrol
And more, there is a higher grade; force the mind to its perfection,—
Win those golden trophies of consummate love: od) lo qused s ai prodT
Add unto riches of the reason, and a beauty moulded to thy liking,polool I
The precious things of nobler gaace that well adorn a soul gift noga sved I
Thus, be thou owner of a treasure, great in earth and heaven, no f
Beauty, wisdom, goodness, in a creature like its God.banizsai roft of7!
desio word end has gil eld go sottozva Lat,979 el id orique si oredT
So then, draw we to an end; with feeble step and falteringborosila
I follow beauty through the universe, and find her home Ubiquityd Į baA
In all that God hath made, in all that man hath marred, rodando.

Lingereth beauty or its wreck, a broken mould and castings, Jurgelo, sai'I
And now, having wandered long time, freely and with desultory feet, dos?
To gather in the garden of the world a few fair sample flowers, aid talidW

With patient scrutinizing care let us cull the conclusion of their essence,
And answer to the riddle of Zorobabel, Whence the might of beauty. (*)
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Ugliness is native unto nothing, but possible abstract evil :
In everything created, at its worst, lurk the dregs of lovelinessjod „z!«0
We be fallen into utter depths, yet once we stood sublimeju Terrenos bak
For man was made in perfect praise, his Maker's comely image luqmI
And so his new-born ill is spiced with older goody cod to eyoi Isurten eil
He carrieth with him, yea, to crime, the withered limbs of beauty,ita ol
.Passions may be crooked generosities; the robber stealeth for his children;
Murder was avenger of the innocent, or wiped out shame with blood. el
Many virtues, weighted by excess, sink among the vices ;viors
Many vices, amicably buoyed, float among the virtuesit nem bio build A
For, albeit sin is hate, a foul and bitter turpitude, ongoiroqza gnol mo:["//
As hurling back against the Giver all his gifts with insulted id lita']
Still, when concrete in the sinner it will seem to partake of his attractions,
And in seductive masquerade shall cloak its leprous skin ye not anT
His broken lights of beauty shall illume its utter black, now vilt aidt Enâ
And those refracted rays glitter on the hunch of its deformitysailtro efT
: noiterimba aninobbez s tliw garsis-nos aut no deaniw talT
Verily the fancy may be false, yet hath it met me in my musingspoe brA
(As expounding the pleasantness of pleasure, but no ways extenuating
license,)
Juoa

That even those yearnings after beauty, in wayward wanton youth, TỚI
When guileless of ulterior end, it craveth but to look upon the lovely,ɔ¡A
Seem like struggles of the soul, dimly remembering pre-existence,
And feeling in its blindness for a long-lost god, to satisfy its longing;
As if the sucking babe, tenderly mindful of his mother,

Should pull a dragon's dugs, and drain the teats of poison.

Our primal source was beauty, and we pant for it ever and again;

But sin hath stopped the way with thorns we turn aside, wander, and are lost.

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yda edt nogu llore vilt soft, paiw edt beorge, joqmurt eft word God,: the undiluted good, is root and stock of beautygrirodmule ant savoя And every child of reason drew his essence from that stemy Therefore, it is of intuition, an innate hankering for home, A sweet returning to the well, from which our spirit flowed, pridast hrA That we, unconscious of a cause, should bask these darkened soulsillo In some poor relics of the light that blazed in primal beauty,fiw diensterH

And, even like as exiles of idolatry, should quaff from the cisterns of

creation

Stagnant draughts, for those fresh springs that rise in the Creator.

Only, being burthened with the body, spiritual appetite is warped,
And sensual man, with taste corrupted, drinketh of pollutions:
Impulse is left, but indiscriminate; his hunger feasteth upon carrion;
His natural love of beauty doteth over beauty in decay.

He still thirsteth for the beautiful; but his delicate ideal hath grown gross,
And the very sense of thirst hath been fevered from affection into passion.
He remembereth the blessedness of light, but it is with an old man's

memory,

A blind old man from infancy, that once hath seen the sun,

Whom long experience of night hath darkened in his cradle recollections, Until his brightest thought of noon is but a shade of black.

This then is thy charm, O beauty, all pervading;

And this thy wondrous strength, O beauty, conqueror of all:
The outline of our shadowy best, the pure and comely creature,
That winneth on the conscience with a saddening admiration :
And some untutored thirst for God, the root of every pleasure,

Native to creatures, yea in ruin, and dating from the birthday of the soul.

For God sealeth up the sum, confirmed exemplar of proportions,

Rich in love, full of wisdom, and perfect in the plentitude of Beauty. (9)

OF FAME.

BLOW the trumpet, spread the wing, fling thy scroll upon the sky,

Rouse the slumbering world, O Fame, and fill the sphere with echo: -Beneath thy blast they wake, and murmurs come hoarsely on the

wind,

And flashing eyes and bristling hands proclaim they hear thy message: Rolling and surging as a sea, that upturned flood of faces

Hasteneth with its million tongues to spread the wondrous tale;

The hum of added voices groweth to the roaring of a cataract,
And rapidly from wave to wave is tossed that exaggerated story,
Until those stunning clamours, gradually diluted in the distance,
Sink ashamed, and shrink afraid of noise, and die away.
Then brooding Silence, forth from his hollow caverns,

Cloaked and cowled, and gliding along, a cold and stealthy shadow,
Once more is mingled with the multitude, whispering as he walketh,
And hushing all their eager ears to hear some newer Fame.

So all is still again; but nothing of the past hath been forgotten;

A stirring recollection of the trumpet ringeth in the hearts of men:

And each one, either envious or admiring, hath wished the chance were his

To fill, as thus, the startled world with fame, or fear, or wonder.
This lit thy torch of sacrilege, Ephesian Eratostratus; (10)

This dug thy living grave, Pythagoras, the traveller from Hades;
For this, dived Empedocles into Ætna's fiery whirlpool ;

For this conquerors, regicides, and rebels, have dared their perilous

crimes.

In all men, from the monarch to the menial, lurketh lust of fame;
The savage and the sage alike regard their labours proudly:

Yea, in death, the glazing eye is illumined by the hope of reputation,

And the stricken warrior is glad, that his wounds are salved with glory.

For fame is a sweet self-homage, an offering grateful to the idol,
A spiritual nectar for the spiritual thirst, a mental food for mind,
A pregnant evidence to all of an after immaterial existence,

A proof that soul is scatheless, when its dwelling is dissolved.

And the manifold pleasures of fame are sought by the guilty and the good;

Pleasures, various in kind, and spiced to every palate;

The thoughtful loveth fame as an earnest of better immortality,

The industrious and deserving, as a symbol of just appreciation,

The selfish, as a promise of advancement, at least to a man's own kin, And common minds as a flattering fact that men have been told of their existence.

There is a blameless love of fame, springing from desire of justice,
When a man hath featly won and fairly claimed his honours:

And then fame cometh as encouragement to the inward consciousness of merita hotsTopaze trit bassot ei gwrw of 97w mort ylbiger baA Gladdening by the kindliness and thanks, wherewithal his labours are re

warded. .ves oib br.-ion to bits a tea puc bonden zina But there is a sordid imitation, a feverish thirst for notoriety, Loord nonT Waiting upon vanity and sloth, and utterly regardless of deserving col And then fame cometh as a curse the fire damp is gathered in the mine: The soul is swelled with poisonous air, and a spark of temptation shall explode it.

nottogral road died they put to quidtop trd; niega llits ei lle 02 Idle causes, poised awhile, shall yield most active consequents,ita A And therefore it were ill upon occasion, to 1, to scorn the voice of rumour, on oss brA Ye have seen the chemist in his art mingle invisible gases; aid And lo, the product is a substance, a heavy dark precipitate en lit oT Even so fame, hurtling on the quiet with many meeting tongues, Can out of nothing bring forth fruits, and blossom

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