The Imaginative Faculty Of The Soul Must

We Imperatively Require A Perception Of And A Homage To Beauty In Our Companions. Other Virtues Are In Request In The Field And Workyard, But A Certain Degree Of Taste Is Not To Be Spared In Those We Sit With.

Eyes...they Speak All Languages.

The Word Unto The Prophet Spoken Was Writ On Tablets Yet Unbroken: The Word By Seers Or Sibyls Told, In Groves Of Oak Or Fanes Of Gold, Still Floats Upon The Morning Wind, Still Whispers To The Willing Mind.

By The Irresistible Maturing Of The General Mind, The Christian Traditions Have Lost Their Hold.

The Problem Of Restoring To The World Original And Eternal Beauty Is Solved By Redemption Of The Soul.