Sanctity was the light of the Dark Ages, or if you will the dream of the Dark Ages.

And democracy is the dream of the dark age of industrialism; if it be very much of a dream.
It is this which prophets promise to achieve, and politicians pretend to achieve, and poets sometimes desire to achieve, and sometimes only desire to desire.

In a word, an equal citizenship is quite the reverse of the reality in the modern world; but it is still the ideal in the modern world.

At any rate it has no other ideal.
If the figure that has alighted on the column in the Place de la Bastille be indeed the spirit of liberty, it must see a million growths in a modern city to make it wish to fly back again into heaven.
But our secular society would not know what goddess to put on the pillar in its place.
As I looked at that sculptured goddess on that classical column, my mind went back another historic stage, and I asked myself where this classic and republican ideal came from, and the answer was equally clear.

The place from which it had come was the place to which I was going; Rome.