We cannot conjure the end of all ugliness in eternal beauty, for beauty by its very being and definition has in each definition its ends and limits; but while beauty lies implicit and revealed in its end, ugliness writhes on in darkness forever.
Du Bois argues that beauty is defined by its limits, while ugliness persists indefinitely.
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