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VII. 



"He spoke of beauty: that the dull 

 Saw no divinity in grass, 

 Life in dead stone, or spirit in the air." 



TBNNYSON. 



fTlHE Psalmist says : " Thou madest man to have do- 

 minion over the works of thy hand ; thou hast put 

 all things under his feet." And truly, man is the master 

 of the world. 



There comes a joyous breeze in freedom through the 

 air, and sings its merry songs in rush and reed, or plays 

 sportively with branch and briar. But see, man stands 

 upon the breezy hill, and catches the light-footed wanderer 

 above ; he stops him on his fruitless errand and makes 

 him a servant, a slave. The wind can no longer roam at 

 will over hill and dale; he must turn, in restless haste, 

 the huge wings of a mill, or he is bound; in towering 

 sails, and has to drive mighty ships through the impeding 

 waves. 



