PSYCHOLOGICALLY CONSIDERED 



scape ought to be any view of the world 

 out-of-doors. Even a glimpse of Broad- 

 way, or a look at the Illinois River from 

 Randolph Street, might by courtesy be 

 called a landscape. The little compositions 

 of the gardener will be landscapes, too, 

 in so far as they are to be judged upon the 

 principles of aesthetics. At the same time 

 we recognize that the common use of the 

 word limits it to larger fields of natural 

 scenery, or to that scenery in which the 

 works of uninstructed nature predominate. 



If now we propose the main question 

 and ask what there is in such a landscape 

 that is beautiful, or more simply why it 

 pleases us, we shall find ourselves in deep 

 water immediately. What is beauty, after 

 all? and how does anything beautiful please 

 us? These are the questions which have 

 occupied many, many books, and some of 

 those I have been reading. 



Turning aside a moment from this 

 inquiry, we may assume the settlement of 

 another interesting point which has been 

 raised. We may look upon it as hardly 

 worth arguing that the beauty of landscape 

 rests finally upon the same ground as the 

 beauty of painting, sculpture and other art 



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