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He Is, As You Say, A Remarkable Horse, A Prodigious Horse, Although As You Very Justly Observe, A Suspicious And Untractable Character.

There Is No Beauty Without Some Strangeness

In Efforts To Soar Above Our Nature, We Invariably Fall Below It.

And Darkness And Decay And The Red Death Held Illimitable Dominion Over All.

There Might Be A Class Of Beings, Human Once, But Now To Humanity Invisible, For Whose Scrutiny, And For Whose Refined Appreciation Of The Beautiful, More Especially Than For Our Own, Had Been Set In Order By God The Great Landscape-garden Of The Whole Earth.