第39章流年故事（4）
Iernoonofthatfirstseeingday，Ishouldtakealongwalkinthewoodsandintoxicatemyeyesoiesoftheworlddesperatelytoabsorbihevastsplendorwhistantlyunfoldihosewhosee。OnthewayhomefrommywoodlandjauntmypathwouldlienearafarmsothatImightseethepatienthhinginthefield（perhapsIshouldseeonlyatradthesereofmenlivihesoil。AndIshouldprayfloryofacolorfulsu。
Whenduskhadfallen，IshouldexperiehedoubledelightofbeioseebyartificiallightwhiiusofmaoextendthepowerofhissightwhenNaturedecreesdarkness。
Iofthatfirstdayofsight，Ishouldosleep，sofullwouldbemymindofthememoriesoftheday。
TheSedDay
&day—theseddayofsight—Ishouldarisewiththedawhrillingmiraclebywhiightistraoday。Ishouldbeholdwithawethemagpanoramaoflightwithwhiawakensthesleepih。
ThisdayIshoulddevotetoahastyglimpseoftheresent。Ishouldwahepageantofmahekaleidoscopeoftheages。Howupressedihroughthemuseums，ofcourse。OfteedtheNewYorkMuseumofNaturalHistorytotouchwithmyhandsmasthereexhibited，butIhavelohmyeyesthesedhistoryoftheearthanditsinhabitantsdisplayedthereanimalsandtheraeheirnativee;giganticcarcassesofdinosaursandmastodonswhiedtheearthlongbeforemahhistinystatureandpowerfulbrain，toquertheanimalkiitationsoftheprocessesofdevelopmentinanimals，inman，andintheimplementswhihasusedtofashionforhimselfaseeonthispla;andathousaheraspeaturalhistory。
Iwonderhowmahisarticlehaveviewedthispanoramaofthefaceoflivingthingsaspithatinspiringmuseum。Many，ofcourse，havenothadtheopportunity，butIamsurethatmanywhohavehadtheopportumadeuseofit。There，indeed，isaplacetouseyoureyes。Youendmanyfruitfuldaysthere，butIwithmyimaginarythreedaysofsight，lytakeahastyglimpse，andpasson。
&opwouldbetheMetropolita，forjustastheMuseumofNaturalHistoryrevealsthematerialaspectsoftheworld，sodoestheMetropolitanshowthemyriadfaanspirit。Throughoutthehistoryofhumaoartisticexpressioaspowerfulastheurgeforfood，shelter，aiohevastetropolitanMuseum，isuhespiritofEgypt，Greee，asexpressedi。IkhroughmyhauredgodsaheaNile-lacopiesofParthenonfriezes，aherhythmicbeautyAthenianwarriors。ApollosaheWioryofSamothracearefriendsofmyfihegnarledbeardedfeaturesofHomeraredeartome，forhe，too，knewblindness。
Myhandshavelihelivingmarbleofromansculptureaswellasthateions。IhavepassedmyhaerigelandheroicMoses;IhavesehepowerofRodin;Ihavebeehedevothicw。Theseartswhibetouchedhavemeanievetobeseeha，andIlyguessatthebeautywhishiddenfromme。IadmirethesimplelinesofaGreekvase，butitsfigureddesarelosttome。
Soonthis，myseddayofsight，Ishouldtrytoprobeintothesoulhthisart。ThethihroughtouchIshouldnowsee。Moresplendidstill，thewholemagworldofpaintingwouldbeopeheItalianPrimitives，withtheirserenereligiousdevotion，totheModerns，withtheirfeverishvisions。IshouldlookdeepintothevasesofRaphael，LeonardoDaVin，Rembrandt。IshouldwamyeyesuponthewarmcolorsofVerohemysteriesofE1Greco，ewvisionofNaturefromCorot。Oh，thereissomuchrigaheartoftheagesforyouwhohaveeyestosee!
UponmyshortvisittothistempleofartIshouldoreviewafraofthatgreatworldofartwhitoyou。Ishouldbeabletogetonlyasuperficialimpression。Artiststellmethatfordeepandtrueappreofartoheeye。Ohroughexperiehemeritsofline，ofposition，offormandcolor。IfIhadeyes，hoilywouldIembarkuponsofasgastudy!YetIamtoldthat，tomanyofyouwhohaveeyestosee，theworldofartisadarknight，unexploredandunillumiwouldbewithextremerelucethatIshouldleavetheMetropolitanMuseum，whisthekeytobeauty—abeautysoed。Seeingpersoantofiobeauty。Thesamekeylieswaitinginsmallermuseums，andinbooksontheshelvesofevensmalllibraries。Butnaturally，inmylimitedtimeofimaginarysight，Ishouldchoosetheplacewherethekeyutreasuresitime。