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"Happy in England! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own: To feel no other breezes than are blown Through the tall woods with high romances blent; Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian. " KEATS.
_June 29, 1915._ -- The feast of Peter and Paul comes round with a new significance. In war time we learn the meaning of so much that has seemed unimportant; of things hidden away at the back of our consciousness -- things neglected, unknown, or even despised -- and we learn, too, the worthlessness of so much that has seemed paramount and necessary, desirable and precious. War is a stern master. He teaches above all the relative values; how to weigh the greater against the less; how to fling away with one superb gesture the whole sum of human possessions for a single imperishable prize.