I cannot remember able beside Kelmscott  o tes  League. I tle group  at tantly alter Crane, Emery alker presently, in association er of many fine books, and less constantly Bernard S once or t Prince Krapotkin. too one al certain more or less educated o meet every turn. I old by one of t  I alked more nonsense in one evening t life. I  t of o Mict ional politics. e sat round a long unpolised trestle table of neis Pomegranate, a portrait of Mrs. Morris, and  Persian carpet. Morris  carpets  for people ered a  in place upon a tent floor. I tle disappointed in tent at last to gatiful to arrange a beautiful ion, founded upon ttis pictures, isfied by a big cupboard painted  even ts, pertle table, t seemed accidental, bougtle t, to make   opened eitime. t ales till my fato Keats, got angry about it and put me altoget of countenance. ioned  ceased to read; nor ten as yet t became, after  a joy t to read slo I mig come too quickly to t irred my interest, and I took to  because of some little tricks of speec reminded me of my old grandfat soon discovered aneity and joy and made o?day I do not set ry very  for an odd altoget; and yet, if some angel offered me to live ry and all, ration of rait by atts lepiece s grave , remind me of titians Ariosto,  ellect to remain sane, t give itself to every pasy, t is te European image t yet ionless meditation, and rait in common ion, t cannot but fill tain famous s of our stage. S semperament of t fat, and scant of breat between his fingers agile rapier and dagger.

    tit itellectual suffering. ellect, unexed by speculation or casuistry, ever y, and if style and vocabulary  times monotonous,   ceasing to be ead of ts ed from abstraction, t only returned to its full vitality s of itical dream remely irascible??did  fling a badly baked plum pudding tellectual man of our ed nes amp; ladies of Burne Jones, y volumes, put out of temper. A blunderer, ed man at a socialist picnic in Dublin, to prove t equality came easy, I e s, and left  rankled after ty years, a man of ories ly no ot t  suations of poignant difficulty, t exquisite tact.

    project, like ion set on making and doing, tle self?knoions of making and doing; and, in teetific generalisations t co flying fis because it sougation to t out of he sea.