A VISION. : 63

not disappointed. There they stood—the clear
pink of their full-blown flowers looking deeper
than it really was, because seen in relief against
the white houses near which they grew. They
were even lovelier than I had expected ; yet it
was not till, as I moved, my eye caught them with
the clondless blue sky behind them, that I took in
the fulk measure of their delicate splendour. Few
sights are more beautiful ; that pink and that blue
—the flowers of earth and the depths of heaven—
lying so softly against each other, as it seems to
those who look up at them; so near and yet so
distant : so curiously unblending, yet the contrast
so harmonious, that one might dream them created
to set off each other’s beauty! I stood gazing till
I feared to cause remark.

Gazing, and thinking of the exquisite yet calm
loveliness of inanimate creation. Thinking of it
as the one straight bright pathway, opening up ~
everywhere from earth to the very throne of God
Himself. On all sides limitless beauty, through
all the beauty limitless power. Limitless on the
one hand by a vastness our minds are too con-