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We Also Maintain - Again With Perfect Truth - That Mystery Is More Than Half Of Beauty, The Element Of Strangeness That Stirs The Senses Through The Imagination.

Stay The Course, Light A Star, Change The World Where'er You Are.

Though Actually The Work Of Man's Hands - Or, More Properly Speaking, The Work Of His Travelling Feet, - Roads Have Long Since Come To Seem So Much A Part Of Nature That We Have Grown To Think Of Them As A Feature Of The Landscape No Less Natural Than Rocks And Trees.

If Romeo And Juliet Make A Tragedy Of It Nowadays, They Have Only To Blame Their Own Mismanagement, For The World Is With Them As It Has Never Been Before, And All Sensible Fathers And Mothers Know It.

Modern Science, Then, So Far From Being An Enemy Of Romance, Is Seen On Every Hand To Be Its Sympathetic And Resourceful Friend, Its Swift And Irresistible Helper In Its Serious Need, And An Indulgent Minister To Its Lighter Fancies.