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Thoughts on Nature
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Firth
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essays
(with
the
poem)
were
written
exception
of a
portion
age
the
at
of
of
the
fourteen
last
the
"
These poems
hope that
stranger
are
offered
to
to
whom
the
those
book,
by the
the
and
the
Its
public
author
in
the
now
is
her friends."
inscription
"VIOLETS."
public
the
on the Author's
generous acceptance
kindly criticisms
"
of
the
MORE
VIOLETS"
will
meet with the same kindness
and be the means of bringing her many loving
an unseen
bond
of
friendship
for
between
there
all
lovers of Nature.
VIOLET
111.
1^26076
M.
is
true
FIRTH.
CONTENTS
TO THE CLOUD
TO THE WAVE
MYSELF
TITANIA
....
....
....
-
TO AUTUMN
THE BELL-BUOYS
(A
BEFORE HARVEST
DREAMLAND
A SONG
DUET)
lO
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THE IDEALISTS
iv.
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21
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PAGE
.
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26
CONTEPSTS,
WHITE HORSES
BECALMED
LINES TO A FRIEND
COUNTRY WALK
SPRING
AUTUMN
IN
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....
MORNING HYMN
BIRDS
THE SEA-SHORE
Jl
SONNETS TO NATURE
TRIAD.)
(A
TO THE CLOUD,
Swift cloud, that coursest o'er the sky at eve,
When
As
gazing on thy
thou, and
all
flight,
long to be
this
Alas
And
"O
1
fly
amid the
stars,
but find no
is
best;
rest."
July, 1905.
II.
TO THE WAVE.
Fierce wave, that beatest on some iron shore,
might
might
And
rise
join
my
rage
in
foam
with
thee
when
tempests
Or
"
Oh
give
!
"
them
sighed
safe to children
the
wave,
"
my
and to wives.
strength
is
dearly
bought
Since
first
man
was,
Ill
nysELF.
The
But
I
in
my
humbler
sing of
And watch
Pouring
all
the gifts
my
life
the things
know
I
of peace,
love to see,
God granted me
heart out in
my
hill
increase,
melody;
and wood.
to their friends
by daisy-chains of song.
July, 1905.
TITAINIA.
little
fairy
rowers plied,
flecked tide,
Amid
side.
The bearded
rushes
bowed
their
lady queen,
As from
daisied
In
all
was
stepped
upon
the
fairer
fay
her
floral
green
the
boat
she
seen.
nest,
and reached
While
all
the
sweetest
melodies,
Afar,
anear,
their
voices
breeze.
came upon
the scented
amid some
silvern dell,
Where through
sunlight
And
as the
the
fell,
wind
its
frail harebell.
The
spiders
toil
kirtles rare.
The
fur to
her from
many
leafy hold,
at her
feet
lay
down
their
molten gold.
And
to
her court
from every
may
she keep
her power.
Who
with
honey-suckled bower.
Who,
is
fairer
than
a flower.
May^
5
1905.
The night came down, and all the hills have slept,
The dark has followed on the skirts of day
;
Down
river
all
hills
have kept
them
lay,
Up
And
And
lady-ferns
all
rise,
Is lighting
And
all
flies,
And
hair
eyes.
in the
flight,
Like
evil
demons
in a sable
shroud
By One
They
in white,
fall,
to
whom
struck
in fear
each head
is
by a beam of heavenly
bowed.
light.
Tidy^ 1905.
TO AUTUniN
Fair Autumn's days are hazy, soft and
Her woods
The golden
She
When
is
chalice of the
it
to
still,
brown or
sere,
fill
waning year
seemeth drear
;
hill,
Her
not,
Autumn,
spirit lives,
When balmy
and
yet.
will
Spring her
Ah, but
blending
in
know
incarnate be
silver
And
free.
Autumn's
Till in
morn
And where
last
seed doth
fall,
Spring's sunshine
And change
it
and
falling, lies
shall be reborn,
the
full
corn.
Farewell, sweet
I
Thine
is
Thine the
A
Thou
brief,
soft
to
summer's
drooping
hearts
air
glare,
and
flowers
relief
blare.
there.
THE BELL=5UOy5.
Duet.
THE CALn.
I
And
And
The
heard a sound
oft
had heard
before,
reef.
Since
first
the
priest
christened
us,
singing at eve,
And
anchored us
here
heave,
Where
the shoal,
We
lO
for
the
seafarer's
When
spring
And
And
tides
roll
bare,
lies
the sea-weed
air,
hangs from
our sides,
We
First Buoy.
And
And
own song
chant our
Brother,
my
strain at
I
lie
voice
as
calls
it
wild
and
free,
Second Buoy.
Brother,
call,
and
the
sea.
sea-gull
replies,
Mocking
And
my
First Buoy.
Second Buoy.
Both Buoys.
"
by
Brother,
"
my
I
Brother,
"There's a
resonant cry.
answer."
call."
God up
in
Heaven who
PART
THE
Again
And
walked
heard
2.
5TORri.
the
waves
that
deafen
with
their
roar,
at
the
shrinking
shore.
And saw
And
And saw
the signals
in
leapt,
reef.
the town,
And
12
still,
form
white-lipped
waves
have
silent face to
Only remains
angry
the
spurned
to those
wept.
Who
slumbering
toll,
bell-buoys
for
the
soul,
Of one who
And
still
passes to Eternity.
Say thou
First Buoy.
Second Buoy.
Both Buoys.
shoal,
"
Brother,
"
"
Brother,
There's a
answer."
call."
God up
13
in
Heaven who
BEFORE HARVEST.
The land is bright with
The woods are leafy,
down
The
cattle here
And when
Here
in
summer burns
the day,
they wade,
14
Or
fill
still air
murmuring
talk.
And
How
can they
These
little
tell,
how
fall.
that
15
1 905*
DREAP1L3ND,
In the silent
isles
of day,
all
unseen,
Perfect beauty
is
green.
supreme,
bird,
Everything
is felt,
not heard.
Harmony
shadows
fly,
Glow
**
in
grandeur
far
away
Flitting
know
Then
left
fair,
there.
Searching
For the
In
its
All
dim
secrets
it
must
hold.
recesses hide
fair things,
and wild
Round about me
And
saw one
as
fair,
to glide,
everywhere.
like a god.
And
"
What
this island
17
is,
and where
"
?
" 'Tis
an island of the
blest,
" In
the
still
and
free,
rest,
liberty.
living air.
"
Here the
And
Friends of
whom we
Live upon
"
are bereft,
in
your
rest.
deep,
l8
3 5OIN0.
A
rose once
bloomed
in
a garden rare,
And
Of
half so
to
fair
there.
see.
by day,
And
vain,
it
away.
in
that
garden
to
too.
see
tendrils
Her snow-white
And
her
proud
of richest
leaves
little
That heart
And
she
is
did
heart
green
hide.
inside.
sits
in
a humbler
pose,
little
will
blow.
moss-rose.
January^ 1905,
19
To
came down
the camels
to the water,
But
spring
is
turning
homeward,
They
its
And now
at
their
home
in
the
shippen,
And
are
skimming our
Oh, welcome
Who
fair
rivers
on
fleet flying
wing
May,
20
1905.
THE FOQ
and moor,
And stretch across the upland bleak and lone
The endless billows breaking on the shore
Make low and muffled their unceasing moan.
The wreaths
The heavy
I
The
of fog
stillness
hang over
hill
bend down
their
leaves
towards
the
ground,
And
The
silent
Still
The
Sounds
But
lo,
and unnoticed
treble
in
tinkling
as
it
dies
of the
the
the
air.
return,
autumn day,
little
burn
air
cold,
December^ 1904.
21
The
And hangs
The streams
are
rising
is
curling
in
cold
and dank.
each
fretting
its
air,
weed-draped
bank.
The
night
The rustling
The alders
And drop
And all
is
filled
their last
the
at the
night-wind's
breath,
murmuring
22
But
It
The
lo,
in
soft
Breathe
And
yonder heaven a
looketh
so
down upon
star
this
shines
world of
bright,
strife,
airs
in
when
earthly voices
say
see
"
light,
" Life."
Despair,"
the
light
above,
May,
1905.
;;
THE
In
TIDE 3T EVEN.
lINCOrilINO
rolls
They
toss
their heads,
their
snowy
sea
manes
curling,
And
In
rolls
The
the
tide,
white-lipped
ripple
their
In
And drown
the
inch.
sea-mews'
voices
with
their
roar.
distant
And
ships,
Steer by the
flashing
ever sounds
From which
the
this
light
to
sea.
simple
melody
is
free,
caught.
January, 1905.
24
THE
IDEALISTS.
Ts
died and
for
Was
We
let
left
their
which they
bones
strove.
reward
Their name
will ne'er in
alone,
poetry
live.
25
THE RIVER OP
Where
There
LIFE.
its
Down
to
Flowing through
So my life
Onwards
is
river.
eternity.
ever flowing,
to the sea,
is
soaring
Mingling
for eternity.
July, 1905.
26
; ;
range of mighty
hills
And,
as
it
Its
hills
dying
What
the sky
fires
cared
wild melody
day declined,
flight of
Behind the
own
its
as the winter
behind,
lifted to
Murmured
And
SEA.
down
flamed
and wild
fierce
frown
child
My
And
They
I
all
oft
sea,
linger in
my memory
first
scenes are
music as he went
his
And
to
my
clear,
Oh, might
^olian
Thy
voice
worthy be
still
my
in
The
gulls
to sing,
upon
murmur
their
of the sea.
Oh, could
Translated to a
What tongue
can
human tone
make it so divine
28
As when
it
flovveth
Above
Those voices
moan ?
rise
When
They seem
Alas
to
The
And
Must
know,
this secret
listen
when
And
tell.
lyre,
embers glow,
29
fire.
WHITE HORSES,
Wild white
horses,
who
in
with the
sea
Ye
When
blows
the
fierce
scud
'neath
the
cloud-
'cumbered heavens,
When
waves
I
ride
shore
like a sea-bird,
to
roar,
And
sea-gulls,
the spray
break
in
stand,
flies
in
showers of
in piles
silver
around me.
on the sand.
But once as
I
She
fled like
And
lo,
as
watched
30
from
sight.
"
And
waves listened
the
their
not,
went
but
on
with
gaming,
my
in
land,
Brought with
And
said
it
a life-belt to cast at
the
to
waves,
"
my
ye waves,
feet.
why
so
cruel?
Why
must
sway
But
the
ye
engulf that
one
ship
in
your
"
?
waves thundered
ever,
nor
my
heeded
pleading,
And
it
in their terrible
play.
And
said, "
Were
once,
ye waves,
in
your
power,
Would ye
we
have played
But the waves only answered with laughter and
?
roaring,
uttered,
knew what
said.
June, 1905.
31
BEC3LMED.
The night, serene and still, broods over
The myriad constellations overhead
Shine
As
all,
And
And
And
The
silent
is
Illimitable space
on every hand.
overhead.
all,
stillness reigns
Illimitable space
No
see.
swell,
is
stirred.
No
of the windless
the
murmur
sail,
of the sea.
The ocean
sleeps,
and everything
32
is
peace.
Beneath the
and
fro,
But
The
The
lo,
the sky
is
Their
no more
fires fade,
The heavens
deep,
light,
like
and
in the
flush,
and
dawning
die.
breaks
The
The
And
clouds are
all
suffused with
wondrous
tints,
sky,
The
And
mirrors in
its
wondrous
tints,
And now
along the
far horizon's
edge,
thread of light
is
is
come.
33
who through
to the king.
And
Till
widening
fast,
marge appears
The sea,
Each catch
Receive,
As
is
the night
to
the world of
air.
reflect,
its
all
and
human
minds,
And human
Unable
for the
moment
But
lo,
to
in that
away abashed.
sustain
immortal
light.
far off
Dark
And
Dropt
down
to
grace
the
earth
air,
from
space
unknown,
To
toll
life,
gaining
sea.
therewith
new
strength,
To
circle
The joy
of living throbbing in
thy
wings
And
mind,
Losing themselves
Or dreams of
in
35
waking day.
MORNING H/MN,
Father Divine, to Thee
This morning
hymn
raise
my
slept.
Now morn
And Love
will
keep
Safe
in
the
me
day
mine,
is
In everything
I
know
that
see
and
hear,
God Himself
In perfect Love
ever
is
near,
rest,
is
or pain.
Julys 1905'
36
LINES TO 3 FRIEND.
And
And
trees that
Now
made ambrosial
all
the
air,
arms and
bare,
Yet when
And
I
leave
all
that
now hold
fair,
know a chord
And though
to
37
there.
II.
and I
may
not agree,
For unto
me
the problem
lies alone.
And
The
fruit
of
all
38
shall believe
shall
both receive
we have sown.
III.
The
Who
taught with
Hold
that in
Who now is
Who is the greatest was perchance
We reap in after lives the seed we
the least.
sow.
Till rising
We
And
so I
mused
if
skies,
And
in that life
The
love which
forget.
November, 1905.
39
I.
Song.
Wandering
Where
lone,
shore,
And
I,
when
I arise
When
The
never
calls the
night
grey plover.
comes
West
make
red
is
my
bed.
And
the
me
And
I,
soft-breathing night-winds
their
shed.
in
my
wanderer, an outcast,
It
now I
know
40
stray
not why,
dews on
I think
is
it
some
fever in
my
blood,
Some
wild,
And
therein
She
first
And mankind
The
And
But
human works
am
but one.
The
The
All
defiled
streamlet, in
rocks
that
its
work
is
who
by human lust
worn to
path, has
stood
since
first
built
pure.
the
silt
world
was
made,
far
The works
of
God
who can
star,
He
be.
Man
do alone
Without a God there could not be a man.
But I love Nature for her own fair sake,
And since the day I cast my books aside.
And wandered forth, her soul has in me grown
I
wander
still,
rejoicing
and
CANTO
alone.
2.
Song,
And
They
blowing
And
drift to
42
free
still
dreaming
me.
lake,
The
fragrance of the
pines
From
They chant
Last night I
woke
and low,
tree to tree.
laid
wanderer
I
From
o*er
in that
Before the
first
They say
Is
it
faint light of
the old
men
die,
dawning gleams,
the
new
are
born.
Upon
And
The sick
They know
that, sleepless,
Now
in the
But,
lo,
wood,
hear
it
yet again
CANTO
3.
Song.
All glory to
God
And
The
is
now
far
up the heavens
light
for the
after the
spent
dark sky
o'er the
Awake,
And
in the highest,
dawn
is
is
is
fliest,
blent
creeping.
nigh,
night of weeping
saw the
first
high.
faint light
The
heralds
who proclaim
While yet he
Unwilling
is
nigh,
When,
I
all
the day
rose,
And
air
domain
44
far
away
"
And
silks,
from
fields
the
sheaves."
We
made
roused and
us ready
and behold,
On
Wearing the
livery of rose
and gold,
He
passed
train
Who
And
Sun
Upon
brothers,
the
heads bowed
East,
he
in
awe
comes,
the
Rising and
The
look,
and again
falling,
breezes stirred
echoing the
;
hymn
strain.
45
CANTO
4.
Song.
is
growing grey,
soft
from
far
away
As they
" Lilies
awake, roses
arise.
Oh, fragrant
petals,
which
in
slumber
46
curl.
So passed
And
the sylvan
all
life
arose anew,
fair
And
They
To whose
fire
You seem
List
is
no sadness seen,
a benediction on us
down
all.
And
silver circles
growing wide,
Remain
to
tell
dewdrop
47
fell
thereon.
river,
Song.
thou seeking
Through
all
And when I
And pause
I
art
still
desire.
for breath,
mounting higher
of death.
48
THE 5EA=5HORE.
"
line of the
vacant shore,
if
Longfellow.
Nearly
all
my
life
have
lived
it
in
its
various
by the
did
sea,
not go to
storm,
sunshine or gloom.
in
if
the
may
the day
sun
is
hidden
Perhaps
there
has
been
49
storm
the
night
and
before,
waves
the
shore
tossing
crests,
to
the
The
previous
may
in
be seen
storm
night's
from
sea-weed
the
mass
wet
rocks,
the
strewing
to
be
fronds
much
torn
giant
the
fuci
up
or caught
beach,
the
dark
of
has
and
rocks,
tumbled
white
air
the
their
the
in
towards
from
on
advance
spendrift
by
left
and
undertow
it
in
ribbons,
of
the
a
to
next
roller.
Numbers
of
unfortunate
shell-fish
crawling
are
on some rock
they have
many
their
conical
sea-weed
culse that
If
the
in search of the
sought refuge
winter
not be absent,
is
but
hard
will
50
be
one,
the
parading
rooks
the
will
shore
with
that
air
is
it
The
and cannibals.
precautions
getting
rooks
these
wet
are
too
not accustomed to
this
their
feet
they
are
gulls
have
wholesome
take
work
wet
to
or
cramp
dread of
against
laughable,
for
like
the
cold),
but
and
chilled
feet.
On
land,
summer's
calm
receding,
the
when the
day,
tide
form a veritable
pools
rock
abundance.
in
The
brown rock
overhangs a
which
of
recesses
little
crabs
prey,
great
in
and
all
the
small
hard
spread
feelers
wish
nerves
have
crabs'
its
it
of
in
no harm,
(if it
it
hearing,
ignorant
is
folly
the creatures
have
and
bliss,
for
curiosity
quiet
for
overcomes
51
few
their
who
continues
it
and
its
After we
moments,
fear,
is
to
we
as
to harass
remained
sit
dark
in
somewhat
dark
''robbers
like
At our approach
defile."
pool,
is
fairy-
and
the
they
of vantage,
until
them
part causes
much study
that
certain
naturalist
closely
resemble
one
enter
it
was
the
mistake
was
tells
us
that
these
flowers,
that
a bee
of
search
in
statement as this
that
and
vegetables,
as
classified
and
stalked
us,
The sea-anemones
look so much like
to
examine
movement on our
slight
to
all
some point
to
their strange,
eyes from
some
roll
honey
should take
only
after
rectified.
creatures
once
but
so
tried
such
cum grano
salts,
The
sea-gulls
conspicuous
part
are
of
landscape
the
they
float
then,
without any
motionless, and
swoop down to the surface of the water,
catch a fish and swallow it, and then rise again
I
without any visible movement of the wings.
apparently
effort,
do
not
believe
been able
glass,
but
to
there
detect
any,
is
even
it
how they do
it
52
for
have
through an
never
opera-
remains a mystery.
The
and
again
which
shall
has
sea
fade
from
their
will
give
fate
many
secrets,
sight,
and
is
written
perhaps
be
are
in
opened
ships
never
a
sail
sealed
"when
away
heard
the
of
book,
sea
up her dead."
zist March, 1905.
53
BIRDS.
"
are songs in
man
many
keys
e'er caught,
Whose
The
birds
for us all
Longfellow.
In
that, in
were
apart.
upon
the
the
eyes
it
that
all
face
the
of
it
the
of
the
forms,
are
54
and
fact
they
history,
creatures
earth,
birds.
their
was hard to
living
earth, there
as
many
are
is
stage
earliest
Of
under the
our
that
similar
so
Nature
realm of
the wide
so diversified
in
tell
that
the
them
dwell
waters
none so beautiful
The world
would
to
be
of them, says
speaking
Longfellow,
them.
without
incomplete
" Poets of
a Golden Age,
Of
the
If
use
sole
Tennyson speaks
"
of
would
they
pleasure
fields
And
to
in
was
which
their
fruitful
us
hire.
ground,
the
return
give
to
blackbird, saying
received
chorister,
worthy of
be
the
He
was
birds
sweeter
than
the
pilfered
cherries.
What
we cannot
could
not
tell
exist
some
for
scientist
more
says
than
that
nine
No
The land
till
they had
55
we
years
made
Then
that
how
the
brought
their
by destroying
tell
us
punishment
on
choristers
as
God's
"
Devoured by worms,
like
it
Slaughtered
had ruthlessly
Innocents."
its
that
snow has
on
red-wing
plaintive
witness
some
and
ponds
the
some
lawn,
the
starved
crumbs are
coming
lies
out
the
to
morning, a
and
stiff
bird
heavy
hard with
are
bitter
witness
to
is
fallen,
when,
than
sights
pensioners
feathered
table
ice,
the sorrows
Killingworth goes on to
farmers
themselves
pests
of
of
chronicle
delightful
of the Birds
cold,
So some
thrown down
half a cocoa-nut and
of fat are hung on a string, and in
the cruel
to
famine.
pieces
are
small
any likelihood of a
suspicious
at
first,
is
as
first,
street-arabs that
they always
do,
feast
but
or
gain
fight.
courage
They
when
no immediate prospect of
56
sudden death
fellow in
neat
his
then
comes, a dear
robin
brown velveteens
comforter
red
little
and with
he looks so
like
one
almost
expects
At
are
last,
still
him
see
to
emboldened by the
alive,
the
rub
wings
his
tips.
and thrushes
blackbirds
arrive
He
with
us
tight-rope
is
his
head, in
neck
order
on which he has
The
the
care
way
their
are
make
in
to
bird
his
we
Livery
at present favouring
efforts
secure
"
in
performance, to
break
little
to
great
the
that
he
will
stand
on
his
fear
certain
piece
of
they build
their
homes,
fat
with which
few
birds
thousand lovable
of
the
the
darlings
57
of
the
traits
human
race
that
all
A COUNTRy WALK
" Season o mists
IN AUTUriN,
and mellow
fruitfulness,
Keats.
Spring
is
Summer
has
beautiful
all
with a childish
cannot say
why
death,
pass through
is
my
was about
and
beauty,
her,
is
as
if
Unknown, and
of shade
to the land
beyond.
There
is
the animals
passage turn
dance
Do
feel
it.
What
makes
Autumn
the
is
birds
yet abun-
rustle that
hear
as
skirts
it
in
of
earthward.
58
land
later
falling
we
slowly
There
and pathos
a world of poetry
is
falling leaves
in
the
their hold
sustenance
of
Autumn
your work
is
You must
little
the sun
that
there
still
is
here."
" Life
go, children,
Let us stay a
is
so sweet, and
ice-fields
say,
is
near, go,"
"
down
the
and the
to form the
skirts of
Autumn
rustle unceasingly.
No
woods
the
in their dress
firs
are
arrayed in
Autumn.
hill slope,
the moors,
loads to
its
bells,
winter storehouse.
59
An Autumn
wonders.
and you
Behold
Pull
find a
it,
years.
Is
it
dead object
shall
wrapped up
King who is to
a chrysalis,
of an Egyptian
when
mummy
like the
sleep
a thousand
This seemingly
it,
spring up on
is
flowers.
all
Nature's
little toilers,
who now
sleep the
60
5PBING.
"
Opens a door
From
in
Heaven
skies of glass
mountain wall
o'er the
Young angels
pass.
Oh
lure,
Warm
snowdrop pure."
Tennyson.
So much
Perhaps
that
attention
is
seasons.
The
they do
not
riverside
meadows
reds of
little
reason that
the
it
is
the
roses
of
excel
the
Autumn
in
it
remains to be
much
most
of
Summer
daffodil
early
compare
of a newly-opened bud.
6i
said.
has received so
beautiful
are
lovely,
all
but
Spring
with the
green
upon
our eyes
quiescence
season's
her
of
by
and
been
predecessor,
appears
we have
appears,
which
transformation
when
by the sweets
surfeited
and
do
Summer
time
the
not
appreciate,
fully as
as
richer
beauties.
As soon
brown
as
nobs
branches of
leaves
last year's
were
upon
visible
the trees
had
fallen,
small
and
twigs
the
these
the
warmth
renewed
remained
activity,
the
as
dull
and
coat
exposed
to
view
the
sudden
transformation
now
takes
place
the
it
seems as
if
the
The
country green.
their leaf-buds, or
trees
have
opened
cast
drift
on the wind
across the
of yellow
clouds
open meadow-land,
that
pollen
fertilising all
Other
trees
do not
trust
dust to
their precious
The
insect
life
is
awake
also
in
sunny hedge-
working
and extend
furiously to repair
their
subterranean homes.
The appearance
increasing
streams of
bird
over
the
visitors
are
away
the
arriving.
Our own
now
bats,
Winter,
little
who have
plainly on a
The
part
too,
still
flowers are
of this
slept
evening.
by no means the
altogether
least beautiful
lovely season.
Spring
climax of
its
reign
is
reached
when the
is
the
daffodil
flower,
in
and
is
it
ushered out
mental
life
declared
many
mature mind, we
When
the
full
of child-
leaf of the
Expansion.
call it
spiritual
thought
as well
search
for
Truth
results in
is
called Revelation.
Yet
these
Spiritual
three,
in
different
spheres
classed
together
under
ing
Mental, and
same process workof life, and might be
Natural,
the
the
Springtides, are
the
one
name
of
The
Awakening.
I'jth
^
64
March, 1905.
A STORy OF VILLAGE
Down
lies
sloping
the
in
little
village, its
irregular course
as a stream will
LIFE.
two ridges
valley between
one
street
wanders
wander betv/een
its
little
in
an
cottages,
willow-fringed
banks.
Some
of the houses
still
and round
creepers,
making
crimson glory
in the
Autumn
sun.
The gardens
are
full
wane, while on
cornflower
make
the
hillsides
brilliant the
beginning
is
poppy and
the
wheat which
is
almost
in
the
midst of
beautiful in
bower of
its
repose
in
village.
hillside,
raise
the cage
of day.
and made
to
turn
its
rugged
Above
a great water-wheel.
dotted
How
little
dwellings in
the lowland.
the
interstices
where
ferns
hold, giving
and
are
packed with
grasses
mud
or
if
unkempt,
appearance.
rain
it
until
will
change
their courses
main
down
their
How
villages,
different
and how
the
are
highland
and
lowland
The
miners,
own ground
man by
so
we
environment
in
Man
is
....
its
made
that
existence to
man."
27//^
^
67
June^ 1905.
season has
its
and
pale
the
and
landscape,
colouring
delicate
the
Spring
the
sweet
of
matin
brings
songs
us
and
flower
of
the
maturer
charms
melody
birds.
is
fuller
and more
varied
her
There
are
none
of
those
untarnished
beauty.
contrasts
in
front
of a
jeweller's
shop,
exposing
precious
penny a
pair.
Everywhere
in
our
magnificence
mother-city,
on the seats
in
park
the
of
dresses
the carnival
twelve
at
all
"
is
moved
who
ladies
they drive
In
on
there
sat
some
seen
humanity
theatre
in
the
beens
men
before
the
beats
who
city,
where
may
never slackened,
examples
the
side of
may
ranks
their
of
fallen
road passes
be
some
advertising
some of those
Has-
"
are
described
as
of ability and
education,
who have
unfortunate beings
"
is
the
of
sandwich-men,
of
procession
traffic
strange
down
the
seats,
rest
the theatre.
London
of
heart
in
the
in
home from
little
policeman, and
main thoroughfares
the
the great
be
by the
"
ladies
rainbow watch
same
midnight, on the
the
of fashion
twelve o'clock
noon,
o'clock
the colours of
their
grasp.
Why
are
these
Has anyone
69
is
there
any
orchestra in
the world
song of the
God and
glory of
that
"The Heavens
birds?
firmament
the
declare
showeth
What
the horizon
evening,
to a
how weak.
a
slowly below
sinks
still
of the
rich
the sun
and
His
only
summer
still
is
cities
the
pink that
is
reflected
by
the
the
all
sky
pools
and water-courses.
The
heavily-leaved
begin to
trees
the heads
still
gather
of the
sun,
the
hills
and
the
sky
of weed-draped rocks
the wave-tops
moon
mellow
the
haze
the stillness
and
are
the
as
rustle
it
rises
only sounds
of the
Nature
through
that
trees,
sleeps,
tipped
are
and the
and peace
reigns supreme.
2,^th
70
break
May,
1905.
STORY OF PABn
"
Be
LIFE.
it
is
does
it
generations.
The
outside of such
suggest a sense of
a dwelling-place seems to
light shine
to those
who
from behind
red-curtained windows.
its
I
my
in
The
71
its
dormer windows,
is
ling,
away
some wild night.
The interior of a Welsh farm-house when the
are placed at the corners to prevent
lamps are
with
lit,
brasses, old
its
the
flying
it
Rembrandt,
for
oak,
fire.
pans
disposed
the
to
best
use,
common
purpose
advantage
pots
and
these
are
by
runs
ceiling,
of boiling
As my grandmother
water.
who
little
towards the
blaze
who
stood
black poker,
side of the
fire
on the
stretched
so
hearth,
did these
and the
or
upright at the
stiffly
curate,
poking the
for
their
copper
kettles.
There
not
is
know
always a
a
tall,
Welsh
black dresser
dresser,
with
who
its
does
rows
of
the
while
the
top shelf
is
generally consecrated
the
to
The
open
great
looks
fireplace
quite
medieval,
of
boy
peat
is
When
smoke.
the
ham
sweep, with a
as
flavour.
There
cottages,
shawls
are
the
hand-looms
still
women
knit
in
the
use
The
cloaks
in the
the
of
Welsh
they are
Welsh
these
in
famous
tall
peasantry
still
spoons
hats and
now
are
carefully preserved
carved spoons.
The
in banks, so
the wall,
they
tie their
in the cavity,
pull a couple of
money up
much
stones
in a little bag,
faith
out of
put
it
and
for
man
a rich
gold,
in
heir
it
will
silver,
is
down
is
necess-
stone by stone.
and
father to son,
taken
it
This
at the death
and
some time
to
even
takes
his
his
copper,
it
legacy.
The Welsh,
as
The
misunderstood.
is
so
utterly
for the
fore
is
are
nation,
Celt
is
it
very
generally
different that
criticism, for
just an account of
seen
almost impossible
am no
Welsh farm-house
life
critic,
as
but
have
it.
22nd
farrold
74
Empire
October^ 1905.
Press, Norwich.
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