how would men believe and adore； and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown！ But every night e out these envoys of beauty； and light the universe with their admonishing smile。
自 然（2）
The stars awaken a certain reverence； because though always present； they are inaccessible； but all natural objects make a kindred impression； when the mind is open to their influence。 Nature never wears a mean appearance。 Neither does the wisest man extort her secret； and lose his curiosity by finding out all her perfection。 Nature never became a toy to a wise spirit。 The flowers； the animals； the mountains； reflected the wisdom of his best hour； as much as they had delighted the simplicity of his childhood。 When we speak of nature in this manner； we have a distinct but most poetical3 sense in the mind。 We mean the integrity of impression made by manifold natural objects。 It is this which distinguishes the stick of timber of the wood…cutter； from the tree of the poet。 The charming landscape which I saw this morning； is indubitably made up of some twenty or thirty farms。 Miller owns this field； Locke that； and Manning the woodland beyond。 But none of them owns the landscape4。 There is a property in the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all the parts； that is； the poet。 This is the best part of these men’s farms； yet to this their warranty…deeds give no title。 To speak truly； few adult persons can see nature。 Most persons do not see the sun。 At least they have a very superficial seeing。 The sun illuminates5 only the eye of the man； but shines into the eye and the heart of the child。 The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other； who has retained the spirit of