FIELD GATE POST, UGLY IN ITSELF, MADE 

 BEAUTIFUL BY LICHEN AND IVY 



THE UNIVERSAL LAW 

 OF BEAUTY 



DAYS IN MY GARDEN 



vine and clothe his ugly walls and angles, break down 

 and softly bend his rigid lines, round arid smooth his 

 edges, crumble his harshness, colour 

 arid tone his crudeness. She will 

 cast her mantle around his naked 

 creations and clothe them with the 

 simple beauty of age. 



Forces unbidden, a hundred 

 thousand forms of life, spring as it 

 were spontaneously to the task. The 

 balmy breeze, life-giving sun, refresh- 

 ing shower, the silent frost : these 

 mighty w r eapons of boundless power 

 hold her secrets and work her will. 

 From microscopic moss and lichen 

 to majestic forest, with vegetation of every conceivable 

 character and gracefulness, with infinite grades of 

 form and tones of colour, harmonising, mellowing, 

 chastening to one end the creation of beauty 

 everywhere, her supreme and divinely-appointed task. 

 And so it seems a marvellous revelation of loving- 

 forethought that has devised this natural law of 

 beauty, ever able to blot out all man's errors, and to 



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