Trembling in the delicate poise of her twofold being, between the soft impressionable, variable woman in her and the man of steel æsthetically sheathed within the velvet of her womanhood, the play of her swift supple transitions, the kaleidoscopic changes of her perpetual new combinations--giving ever fresh bewildering effects of colour, light and mode--have made her infinite variety for him. While her soft, immediate adjustments to his own moods and needs have been his wonder and delight; presenting to him all that there is in himself, yet in modes impossible to himself. All that he knows by acquaintance she knows by intuition--and in a fresh and fairer way. All that he sees, her eyes make him see again in new and more exquisite lights. All that he thinks had been already in her woman-heart ere ever man began to think. All that he loves she shows him a reason for loving--yet not by way of reason. All that he craves with his soul, her soul can confer. All that his body and sense have desired, her body and sense can bestow--But with all the immeasurable differences and enhancements of her unlike sex. "_Away, away!_" cried Jean Paul Richter, apostrophising Music, "_thou speakest to me of things that in all my endless life I have not found, and shall not find!_" Wagner said, "Music is a Woman." Dr. Havelock Ellis, himself a zealous Feminist, has said, that, in their ardour for emancipation, women sometimes seem anxious to be emancipated from their sex. While Ellen Key, most impartial of critics, observes: "But full of insight as they are into the _ars amandi_, have modern women, indeed, learned how with all their soul, all their strength, and all their mind to love? Their mothers and grandmothers--on a much lower plane of woman's erotic idealism--knew of only one object; that of making their husbands happy.... But what watchful tenderness, what dignified desire to please, what fair gladness could not the finest of these spiritually-ignored women develop! The new man lives in a dream of the new woman, and she in a dream of the new man. But when they actually find one another, it frequently results that two highly-developed brains together analyse love; or that two worn-out nervous systems fight out a disintegrating battle over love.... Of love's double heart-beat--the finding one's self, and the forgetting one's self in another--the first is now considerably more advanced than the second." The reason why the New man and the New woman, having found one another, find no more inspiration or sweetness each in the other than to "fight out a disintegrating battle" is because both are male of brain and bent--one normally so, the other abnormally. And when two males meet, their nature is--to fight! * * * * *