at an end. The crowd linger a little, gather 

 a few faded leaves, and depart ; a few a 

 very few wait. Now that the throngs 

 have vanished and the revelry is over, they 

 are conscious of a deep, pervading quie- 

 tude ; these are days when something touches 

 them with a sense of near and sacred fellow- 

 ship ; Nature has cast aside her gifts, and 

 given herself. For there is a something 

 behind the glory of summer, and they only 

 have entered into real communion with 

 Nature who have learned to separate her 

 from all her miracles of power and beauty ; 

 who have come to understand that she 

 lives apart from the singing of birds, the 

 blossoming of flowers, and the waving of 

 branches heavy with leaves. 



The Greeks saw some things clearly 

 without seeing them deeply; they inter- 

 preted through a beautiful mythology all 

 the external phenomena of Nature. The 

 people of the farther East, on the other 

 hand, saw more obscurely, but far more 

 deeply; they looked less at the visible 

 things which Nature held out to them, 

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