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created thing—Love that is strong to endure, strong to
renounce, strong to achieve ! Alone through the strength
of Love, the nohlest, the most refined of all strength
—our blessed Lord Himself having lived and died teach-
ing it to us—have great and good women hitherto wrought
their noble deeds in the world; and alone through the
strength of an all-embracing love will the noble women
who have yet to arise work noble works or enact noble
deeds.
Let us emulate, if you will, the strength of determina-
tion which we admire in men, their earnestness and fixed-
ness of purpose, their unwearying energy, their largeness
of vision ■ but let us never sigh after their lower so-called
privileges, which when they are sifted with a thoughtful
mind are found to be the mere husks and chaff of the
rich grain belonging to humanity, and not alone to men.
The assumption of masculine airs or of masculine attire, or
of the absence of tenderness and womanhood in a mistaken
struggle after strength, can never sit more gracefully upon
us than do the men’s old hats, and great coats, and boots,
upon the poor old gardeneresses of the English Garden.
Let such of us as have devoted ourselves to the study of
an art—the interpreter to mankind at large of God’s
beauty—especially remember this, that the highest ideal
in fife as well as in art has ever been the blending of the
beautiful and the tender with the strong and the intellectual.
But I have wandered away in thought far from the
Royal Wood-yard, which I was just about to enter after
leaving the English Garden and rustic bridge, and where,
this pleasant spring-tide, I am constantly observing things
striking and peculiar to my English eyes.
I confess to an unaccountable sort of affection for this
wood-yard; it is not beautiful or particularly quaint, but
someway it has seized hold of my fancy, and it is just one
AN ART-STUDENT IN MUNICH.
created thing—Love that is strong to endure, strong to
renounce, strong to achieve ! Alone through the strength
of Love, the nohlest, the most refined of all strength
—our blessed Lord Himself having lived and died teach-
ing it to us—have great and good women hitherto wrought
their noble deeds in the world; and alone through the
strength of an all-embracing love will the noble women
who have yet to arise work noble works or enact noble
deeds.
Let us emulate, if you will, the strength of determina-
tion which we admire in men, their earnestness and fixed-
ness of purpose, their unwearying energy, their largeness
of vision ■ but let us never sigh after their lower so-called
privileges, which when they are sifted with a thoughtful
mind are found to be the mere husks and chaff of the
rich grain belonging to humanity, and not alone to men.
The assumption of masculine airs or of masculine attire, or
of the absence of tenderness and womanhood in a mistaken
struggle after strength, can never sit more gracefully upon
us than do the men’s old hats, and great coats, and boots,
upon the poor old gardeneresses of the English Garden.
Let such of us as have devoted ourselves to the study of
an art—the interpreter to mankind at large of God’s
beauty—especially remember this, that the highest ideal
in fife as well as in art has ever been the blending of the
beautiful and the tender with the strong and the intellectual.
But I have wandered away in thought far from the
Royal Wood-yard, which I was just about to enter after
leaving the English Garden and rustic bridge, and where,
this pleasant spring-tide, I am constantly observing things
striking and peculiar to my English eyes.
I confess to an unaccountable sort of affection for this
wood-yard; it is not beautiful or particularly quaint, but
someway it has seized hold of my fancy, and it is just one