Canada -- Description and travel; Canadian poetry -- History and criticism
It was fitting that such an achievement should be celebrated with an
exposition of the arts, the resources, the productions, and the
inventions of the civilised world. It was the vivid drama of
international achievement. There were more than eighty thousand
single exhibits, and groups of related exhibits, representing every
phase of the highest efforts of man in contemporary progress.
Industries and economics, inventions and discoveries, arts and
sciences, education and ethics, met under the striking architectural
beauty and in a scenic setting never before equalled in any land.
Against a background of the blue Pacific lying under a glowing
western sky, with a splendour of decoration hardly paralleled, the
scene was one worthy to be forever perpetuated in the world's
history. It struck the note of a new life. The contrast between
this illustration of the development of the arts of peace--the vision
of the spirit that united East and West in the common cause of all
that ennobles and exalts--and those awful scenes of carnage that were
raging in central Europe on the other side of {229} the globe, was a
contrast that might well employ the genius of Thucydides to depict,
with a pen lighted from the living coal on the altar. Yet, such is
the leading of divinely-guided destiny, each was doing its work in
the regeneration of the world. The seemingly irreparable calamity of
the war was sweeping away old conditions that the new life of
spiritualisation should enter in; it was the preparing the way of the
Lord and making His paths straight. Faith constantly discerned the
triumphant exhortation:
"Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting
doors; and the King of Glory shall come in!"
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