In a photoplay by a master, when the American flag is shown, the thirteen stripes are columns of history and the stars are headlines.

The woods and the templed hills are their printing press, almost in a literal sense.
Going back to the illustration of the engine, in chapter two, the non-human thing is a personality, even if it is not beautiful.

When it takes on the ritual of decorative design, this new vitality is made seductive, and when it is an object of nature, this seductive ritual becomes a new pantheism.

The armies upon the mountains they are defending are rooted in the soil like trees.

They resist invasion with the same elementary stubbornness with which the oak resists the storm or the cliff resists the wave.
* * * * * Let the reader consider Antony and Cleopatra, the Cines film.