Itisimpossibleinfeebleprosetogiveanyideaoftheimpressionthoselinesproduceinthestupendoustheatre，packedtoitsutmostlimits—thewildnight，withastormintheair，astagewhichseemslikeaclearinginsomeforestinhabitedbyTitans，theterribletragedyofAEschylusfollowingthegracefulfeteofApollo。
Aftertheunavoidableconfusionatthebeginning，thevastaudiencelisteninprofoundsilencetoanexpressionofpureart。Theyarenolongeractorswehear，butdemi—gods。Withvoicesofthestorm，possessedbysomedivineafflatus，thunderingoutversesoffire—carriedoutofthemselvesinawhirlwindofpassion，likeantiqueprophetsandSibylsforetellingthemisfortunesoftheworld！
Thatnightwillremainimmutablyfixedinmymemory，ifIlivetobeasoldasthetheatreitself。Weweresomoved，mycompanionandI，andhadseenthecrowdsomoved，thatfearingtoeffacetheimpressionifwereturnedthesecondnighttoseeANTIGONE，wecamequietlyaway，ponderingoveritall，andrealizingonceagainthatathingofbeautyisasourceofeternaldelight。
Chapter26—Pre—palatialNewportTHEhistoricOceanHouseofNewportisaruin。Flameshavelaidlowtheunsightlystructurethatwasatonetimethebest—knownhotelinAmerica。Itsfifty—oddyearsofexistence，aswellasitsday，areover。Havingservedapurpose，ithasdeparted，togetherwiththegenerationandhabitsoflifethatproducedit，intothelimbowhereoldhouses，oldcustoms，andsuperannuatedideassurvive，—thememoryofthefewwholiketorecallotherdaysandwanderfromtimetotimeinareconstructedpast。
Therewasacertainappropriatenessinthemannerofitstakingoff。Theproudoldstructurehaddoubtlessheardprojectsofrebuildingdiscussedbyitsowners（whoforsomeyearshadbeenthreateningtotearitdown）；woundeddoubtlessbyunflatteringtruths，thehoteldecidedthatifitsdayswerenumbered，anexitworthyofaleadingrolewasatleastpossible。\"Pullmedown，indeed！Thatisallverywellforordinaryhostleries，butfromanestablishmentofmypretensions，thathasreceivedthearistocracyofthecountry，andcountlessforeignswells，somethingmoreisexpected！\"