Some shapes, however beautiful, suggest evil; others, however ugly, suggest good.

As we look at a snake, or a spider, we know that evil is shaped like that; and not only animate things but inanimate.

Some aspects of nature are essentially evil.

There are landscapes that injure the soul to look at, there are sunsets that are unholy, there are trees breathing spiritual pestilence as surely as some men breathe it--" "Do you remember," continued Antony with a smile, which died as he realised he was committed to an allusion best forgotten, "that old twisted tree that stood on the moor near our wood?
I often wonder what mysterious sin he had committed--" "Yes," laughed Beatrice, "he looked a terribly depraved old tree, I must admit--but don't you think that when we have arrived at the discussion of the mysterious sins of trees it is time to start home ?" "Yes, indeed," said Antony gaily, "let us change the subject to the vices of flowers." From which conversation it will be seen that Antony's mind was still revolving with unconscious attraction around the mystery of Art.

Was it some far-travelled sea-wind bringing faint strains from that sunken harp, strains too subtle for the ear, and even unrecognised by the mind?
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