Volume 153 — SHAKSPEARE AND THE WAR.
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[Since the entry of the United States all the English-speaking peoples are in alliance for freedom.]
I think our SHAKSPEARE, gone this many a year To some rich haven where the poets throng And Ruler of Ten Cities wrought in song And spired with rhythmic music, high and clear, Still finds his England something close and dear, Rejoicing when her justice baffles wrong And willing her to wrestle and be strong. I think he bides by England and is near. And, in the purpose of his Overlord, His weaving spirit, still in cloudless youth With minstrelsy made perfect, throws a cord That rings the continents in its magic reach To gather all who share his English speech In one firm warrior bond of troth and truth.
"LET LAWS AND LEARNING...."
"I should add that Viscount Harberton sees a chance for his own order in the circumstance that, while the poor man's child is driven to school by the inspector, the rich man can 'boot the spy out,' and so confer on his children the priceless boon of complete illiteracy. Shall we live to see a House of Lords that makes its mark?"—Observer.
Some of them, we believe, are under the impression that they have done so already.