October 31. (HALLOWE'EN.) GLEN. I CAN call spirits from the vasty deep. But will they come when you do call for them? Shakespeare. A YOUNG lady sang to me a Miss Somebody's "great song," Live, and Love, and Die. Had it been written for nothing better than silkworms, it should at least have added Spin. IN the other gardens See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over, And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, The gray smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Fires in the fall! Stevenson. Ruskin. November 1. (ALL SAINTS.) IT singeth low in every heart, A song of those who answer not, The kind, the true, the brave, the sweet, They cannot be where God is not, On any sea or shore; Whate'er betides, Thy love abides, Our God forevermore! John W. Chadwick. EVERY limit is a beginning as well as an ending. November 2. MARIE ANTOINETTE, 1755. George Eliot. It is not the object of education to turn a woman into a dictionary; but it is deeply necessary that she should be taught to enter with her whole personality into the history she reads; . . . chiefly of all, she is to be taught to extend the limits of her sympathy with respect to that history which is being for her determined, as the moments pass in which she draws her peaceful breath. I SPOKE as I saw. I report, as a man may of God's work Ruskin. All's love, yet all's law. Robert Browning. WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT, 1794. TRUTH crushed to earth shall rise again: Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings. Bryant. AN intelligent person, looking out of his eyes and hearkening in his ears, . . will get more true education than many another in a life of heroic vigils. Stevenson. Movember 4. GUIDO RENI, 1575. JAMES MONTGOMERY, 1771. ART is the reflection of the life of the many in the mind of one. He [the artist] must possess that calmness of nature which can only arise from a pure heart. HERE in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam; A day's march nearer home. F. P. Stearns. Montgomery. |