Strong men with childlike hearts were faithful to it, were content to live by its grace--to die by its will.

That was the sea before the time when the French mind set the Egyptian muscle in motion and produced a dismal but profitable ditch.

Then a great pall of smoke sent out by countless steam-boats was spread over the restless mirror of the Infinite.

The hand of the engineer tore down the veil of the terrible beauty in order that greedy and faithless landlubbers might pocket dividends.

The mystery was destroyed.