The facutly of Delight

Among the mind's powers is one that comes of itself to many childern and artists.It need to be lost,to the eang of his day's,by any one who has ever had it.This is the power of taking delight in a thing ,or rather anything ,everthing,not as a means to some other end, but just beacuse it is what it is ,as the lover doteson whatevermay be thethe traits of the beloved object.A childern in the full health of his mind will put his hand flat on the summer turf,feel it ,and give a little shiver of private glee at the elastic firmness of the globe.he is not thinkinghow well ie will do for some game or to feed sheep upon.That would be the way of the wooer whose mind runs on his mistress's money. The childern's is sheer affection, the true ecstatic sense of the thing 's inherent characteristics.No matter what the things may be ,no matterwhat a thrilling unique look and feel of its own, like a face ,the iron asteingently down in the hands,with its little dry smell of the sun and of hot nettle ,each common thing a personality marked by delicious differences.
The joy of an Adam new to the garden and just looking round is broughy by the normal child to the things that he does as well as those that he see.To be suffereed to do some plain work with the real spade used by mankindcan give him a mystical exaltationto come with his legs,as the French say,re-entering his body from the fatigue of helping the gardener to weed beds seed him to sleep in the glow of a beatitude
that is an end in itself.
The right education, if we could find it, would work up this creative facutly of delight into all its branching possiblities of knowledge,wisdom,and nobility of all three it is beginning,condtion,or raw materrial.