Beauty is the disinterested one without which the ancient world refused to understand itself a word which both imperceptibly and yet unmistakably has bid farewell to our new world a world of interests leaving it to its own avarice and sadness.
Every beauty which is seen here by persons of perception resembles more than anything else that celestial source from which we all are come.
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For what the horse does under compulsion as Simon also observes is done without understanding and there is no beauty in it either any more than if one should whip and spur a dancer.
