114 PEPACTON 



This is science bowed and reverent, and speaking 

 through a great poet. The poet himself does not 

 so much read in nature's book — though he does 

 this, too — as write his own thoughts there ; Nature 

 reads him, she is the page and he the type, and 

 she takes the impression he gives. Of course the 

 poet uses the truths of nature also, and he estab- 

 lishes his right to them by bringing them home to 

 us with a new and peculiar force, — a quickening or 

 kindling force. What science gives is melted in 

 the fervent heat of the poet's passion, and comes 

 back to us supplemented by his quality and genius. 

 He gives more than he takes, always. 



