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what Correggio does. Nature is all things to all 

 men. "We carry within us," says Sir Thomas 

 Browne, "the wonders we find without." The 

 same idea is daintily expressed in these tripping 

 verses of Bryant's : 



" Yet these sweet sounds of the early season 



And these fair sights of its early days, 

 Are only sweet when we fondly listen, 

 And only fair when we fondly gaze. 



"There is no glory in star or blossom, 

 Till looked upon by a loving eye; 

 There is no fragrance in April breezes, 



Till breathed with joy as they wander by;" 



and in these lines of Lowell : 



"What we call Nature, all outside ourselves, 

 Is but our own conceit of what we see, 

 Our own reaction upon what we feel." 



"I find my own complexion everywhere." 

 Before either, Coleridge had said : 



"We receive but what we give, 

 And in our life alone doth Nature live; 

 Ours is the wedding-garment, ours the shroud;* 



and Wordsworth had spoken of 



"The light that never was on sea or land, 

 The consecration and the poet's dream." 

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