The affectionate boy, the husband and wife, the voter, the nominee that is chosen, and the nominee that has failed,

The great already known, and the great any time after to-day,

The stammerer, the sick, the perfect-formed, the homely,

The criminal that stood in the box, the judge that sat and sentenced him, the fluent lawyers, the jury, the audience.

The laugher and weeper, the dancer, the midnight widow, the red squaw.

The consumptive, the erysipelite, the idiot, he that is wronged.

The antipodes, and every one between this and them in the dark,

I swear they are averaged now — one is no better than the other,

The night and sleep have likened them and restored them.

51. I swear they are all beautiful !

Every one that sleeps is beautiful — everything in the dim light is beautiful.

The wildest and bloodiest is over, and all is peace.

52. Peace is always beautiful,

The myth of heaven indicates peace and night.

53. The myth of heaven indicates the Soul ;

The Soul is always l3eautiful — it appears more or it appears less — it comes, or it lags behind.