hollow and
haggard,
and
pronounce
them
failures,
not
heroes,
but
quacks, –
conclude
very
reasonably
that these
arts are
not for
man, but
are
disease.
Yet nature
will not
bear you
out.
Irresistible
nature
made men
such, and
makes
legions
more of
such,
every day.
You love
the boy
reading in
a book,
gazing at
a drawing
or a cast;
yet what
are these
millions
who read
and
behold,
but
incipient
writers
and
sculptors?
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