A Word That Has Been Said May

The Picture That Approaches Sculpture Nearest Is The Best Picture.

I Like That Ancient Saxon Phrase, Which Calls, The Burial-ground God's-acre.

Spake Full Well, In Language Quaint And Olden, One Who Dwelleth By The Castled Rhine, When He Called The Flowers, So Blue And Golden, Stars, That In Earth's Firmament Do Shine.

Kind Messages, That Pass From Land To Land; Kind Letters, That Betray The Heart's Deep History, In Which We Feel The Pressure Of A Hand,-- One Touch Of Fire,--and All The Rest Is Mystery!

I Love An Author The More For Having Been Himself A Lover Of Books.