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A BOOK OF INSCRIPTIONS
A Book of Inscriptions
Those wished-for words — thai name the
house, inscribe its hearth and garth,
or hear its owner'' s friendly messages.
By ESTHER MATSON
NEW YORK MeBRIDE, NASI i CO. 1914
Co^TR'l&tfT, I8U, Br
McBftlDE. NAST & CO.
Published April, 1914
ET us dream of evanes-
cence, and linger in the
beautiful foolishness of
From THE BOOK OF
HO has not at some time wished for
a word, a phrase, a verse or two, or
perhaps merely for a name, to fit
a particular place or occasion? It
may be the desire was to inscribe
some sentiment over a chimneypiece ;
it may be it was for a word or so to
accompany some gift, or else to send with some mis-
sive of goodspeed to the friend who went a-traveling.
Again, it may have been only the wish to give that
final cachet of personality and sense of own-ness
to one's house and garden that goes with nomencla-
To whoever has any such wishes, the present lit-
tle volume offers its service, — not presuming surely
at fulfilment of them, or at any sort of exhaustive-
ness, — but hoping to prove itself hintful and sug-
True, the compiling of wise saws and modern in-
stances never comes to any end, and what is more
the use of inscriptions, indoors and out of doors, in
season and out of season, were the easiest of enthusi-
asms to ride to death. None the less something
there is in human nature that makes it always go
jump, like the little maid in the play, at the apt
word and the telhng phrase. And in further excuse
for ourselves, the associations that go with certain
inscriptions and certain names are quite as real,
though tangible, as the fragrances of flowers.
Whence, a hearth with a text wrought over it may
not only enhance the sense of possession but may
also induce a feeling of kinship between the owner
and some loved or celebrated person. Whence, a
word of dedication with a book may increase its in-
terest tenfold or more. Or again, a verse accom-
panying flowers or fruit may outlast the fragile gift
and linger as a pleasant recollection long after.
In the matter of choosing a place name most of us
make much ado, but oddly enough even after we
have made our own decisions we continue to take
interest in other names of other places, especially
perhaps in those belonging to the homes of olden
Within doors and out, in hearth and garth, the
idea of using mottoes as decorative features opens
up all sorts of entertaining possibilities. Only the
note of warning must be sounded. For only too
mighty is the lure of them and only too difficult to
resist a temptation to inscribe them here, there,
and everywhere. Nothing could be drearier to con-
template than the mere thought of a house and
grounds that should bristle with texts howsoever apt.
But then, discretion is a part of valor to be taken
for granted and it may well be left to each gentle
reader to prove himself both weatherwise and pass-
ing wary in his use of any mottoes, whether merrie,
wise or otherwise.
We trust the grouping of place names first, of
house and garden texts next, and thirdly of gift ac-
companiments may make for ease in reference, so
that he who runs may read and perchance choose
therefrom or better still be urged to further thought
For selections from work of modern time the editor has
tried as far as possible to identify each excerpt with the pub-
lisher by whom it was brought out. Acknowledgments are due
to the firms named as follows:
To Houghton, Mifflin & Company for extracts from Lowell,
Emerson, Clinton ScoUard, Edward Rowland Sill and Thomas
To the Century Company for extracts from Richard Watson
Gilder and James Whitcomb Riley.
To Charles Scribner's & Sons for extracts from Robert Louis
Stevenson and Henry Van Dyke and Eugene Field.
To Kegan Paul, Trench, Triibner & Company, Ltd., Lon-
don, for extracts from Austin Dobson.
To Eliot Stock, London, for extracts from S. F. A. Caulfield.
Indulgence is craved for any instances of oversight and
special indebtedness is tendered to certain individual writers,
old and new, — among others to S. F. A. Caulfield for the in-
spiring " House Mottoes and Inscriptions," to Elaine Goodale
Eastman, to Anna Hempstead Branch, and to Annie H. Chad-
wick for a verse from the poems of John White Chadwick.
Much-Ado About the Place Name
According to Site 5
Descriptive Names 10
For Beast, Bird, or Fish 12
Because of Trees 14
For Love of Woods and Wilds ....>.. 17
For Favorite Flowers . . 20
For Plants 22
Indian Names i. . . 23
With Foreign Flavor > . . 25
With Homely Flavor > . . 28
Famous Place Names in Fiction ....;... 29
Place Names Famed for Famous Folk . . > . .31
Punning and Playful Names !. . . 33
Mottoes fob Heabth and Gabth
Overdoor Inscriptions 39
Chimneypiece Mottoes 47
Of Home as Home 51
For the Dining-room >. . . 68
For the Bedroom . 77
For the Music-rojom 82
For a Tea-table 83
For Little Homely Things 85
For Candles 90
For a Stairway 91
For Time-pieces :. . . 92
For Cupboards 94
For the Garden Gateway 95
For Garden Seat or Gazebo 97
For Fountain or Bird-pool .., . . 102
For a Weathorvane 104
For the Sundial 106
Accompaniments foe Gifts
At Christmas-Tide 118
For the New Year 122
For Spring Time 125
For Birth Days 128
At Commencement Time 131
Saint Valentine's Day 136
For Weddings and Wedding Anniversaries . . . .139
For Friends Who Are 111 142
For Those ^Yho Go A-traveling 146
With Gifts Various and Sundry 150
With Books 158
With Flowers 163
Suggestions for Thanks i i.j . • 167
MUCH-ADO ABOUT THE PLACE
' Who hath not owned, with rapture-smitten frame,
The power of grace, the magic of a name?"
N one of Stevenson's most happy es-
says he talks of the romance of
nomenclature. Balzac had so great
a regard for names that he would
oftentimes wander for days in and
out of the streets of Paris seeking
the precise title for some one of his
novels or for some particular character in them.
Thackeray's most famous book cost him a deal of
worry until suddenly the suitable name came to him
in the middle of the night and he jumped out of bed
to run jubilant through the house crying, " Eureka,
Eureka. I have it. . . . Vanity Fair."
One of the ironies of fate is the inconsistency
which too often exists between the average place
name and the impression it makes upon us. How-
ever, the numberless hemmed-in spots designated
" Fair View," the treeless and bushless " Maple
Groves," the dried-up " Bonnie-burns " and their eilk
are, we trust, the exceptions which must in the long
run prove the rule of fitness. Meantime much pleas-
ure may be had in ferreting out the stories which
are often connected with names which we are prone
to pass by as insignificant or commonplace. How
many of us, for instance, when we speak of The
Hague bethink us of the original meaning of the
word — " Count's Hedge " with the veritable vista
that meaning opens up into the mediaeval history of
Holland? Here Indeed we have one of the pleasant
ironies of fate — that on the very site of a strong-
hold of feudalism we should see the erection of a
Peace Palace aiming to do away with the obsolete
fences of militarism throughout the world.
If it be an art to use the right word in the right
place, and if it be an art to suit one's environment
to one's taste, then surely is it no less an art to dis-
cover and apply the right name to one's own house
ACCORDING TO SITE
Broolibank — the vine-clad and latticed cottage
at Shotter Mill, Surrey, where George Eliot wrote
most of " Middlemarch," that one of her novels
which contains perhaps the rarest of her characters,
Camp Paradise Point
By the Sea
Four Winds Farm
Invernara — Mr. John Achelis's place at Sea-
bright, N. J.
Yellowsands — suggested by a line in Shake-
The Breakers — Mrs. Cornelius Vanderbilt's house
Intermont — the name of Mrs. Grover Cleveland's
place at Tamworth, New Hampshire.
THE PLACE NAME
The Meadows Sunny Knoll
Fair Mead Seven Knolls
Faerie Lea Uplands
The Downs Fair View
The Hillside Lake View
The Ridge Netherdale
Sagamore Hill — Colonel Roosevelt's place at
Oyster Bay, L. I.
Sandy Knowe — the Highland farmstead belong-
ing to his grandfather where Walter Scott as a lit-
tle boy was sent to live an out-of-door life. He
later celebrated the wild scenery around it in " Mar-
Glenwood Gray Rocks
Stone Haven Windy Ledge
Stoneleigh Echo Grove
Cragside The Terrace
Bald Summit Edgehill
Dreamwold — country estate of Thomas W. Law-
Deepdale — Estate of William E. Vanderbilt at
Oakdale, Long Island.
Ferncliff — country place of Vincent Astor.
Moor Park — country home with Dutch gardens,
to which Sir William Temple retired, and which he
ACCORDING TO SITE
called " the sweetest place, I think, that I have ever
seen in my life, either before or since, at home or
Lammermoors — " Higher Moors," celebrated in
Scott's " Bride of Lammermoor."
Hauteville House — home in Guernsey where Vic-
tor Hugo wrote " Les Miserables."
Strawberry Hill — cottage near Twickenham
which Horace Walpole turned into a miniature
Gothic castle, and where he gathered together a
famous library and collection of paintings ; where
he also set up a private printing press.
C ran ford
The Old Mill House
Rydal Mount — home of William Wordsworth in
the Lake Region.
8 THE PLACE NAME
EdgehUl — old Virginia home designed by Jeffer-
son for his daughter.
The Abbey of Battle — old mansion near site of
the battle of Senlac. William of Normandy built a
monastery here in fulfilment of a vow in memory of
those who fought and fell in his cause.
Craigie Lea Cairn Hill
Faerie Lea Bonnie View
Overlee Hill View
Sunnycroft Bergwiesen (Dutch
Interlan^ — home of the artist, F. W. Kost, at
Brook Haven, Long Island.
Begbrohe — many-gabled old house near Ems.
Clough — house of John H. Neave at Maccles-
Upton Knoll — home built by John Bellows near
Farringford — Surrey home of Alfred Tennyson,
the rare quiet of which so impressed Thackeray's
daughter that she wrote " the house itself seemed
like a charmed palace, with green walls without and
speaking walls within."
Ford Place Fernbrook
Welford Falling Waters
Bideford Laughing Waters
Burnside Harbor Hill
ACCORDING TO SITE 9
Bankside Hinchinbrook House
Alderbrook home of the Crom-
Westbrook Fountains Abbey
Hazelford — a quaint seventeenth-century English
The Red House — built by William Morris, the
man "to whom work was a sheer joy." The house
has been described as " the house of the apple or-
chard, with emblazoned scroll, ' If I can.' '*
The Dormers The Round Tower
Gray Gables The Moated Grange
The Gray House Casa Alba
The Long House Porch House
Slabsides — camp of John Burroughs back of the
Shingle Shanty — studio of the artist Malcolm
Fraser at Brook Haven, Long Island.
The Vineyards — estate at Great Beddoe, Eng-
Sans Souci — ("Free from Care") Palace at
Potsdam, Prussia, built by Frederick the Great.
Sorgh Vliet — (Dutch equivalent for above) home
of ancient Dutch writer, Jacob Cats.
Highcliffe Castle Sky Farm
Beaulieu Cloud Cabin
Chesterwood — country place of Daniel Chester
DESCRIPTIVE NAMES 11
Charlecote House — Warwickshire, associated
Hatfield House (in Doomsday Book, Hetfelle) —
Heath Field, seat of Marquis of Salisbury.
FOR BEAST, BIRD, OR FISH
Swallomfields — country place celebrated in the
seventeenth century for its gardens described by John
Evelyn as " elegant as tis possible to make. . . .
So beset with all manner of sweete shrubbs that it
perfumes the aire. My Lady being extraordinarily
skilled in the flowery part, and my Lord in diligence
Wing and Wing Deerslea
Ravenshill Deer's Run
Crow's Nest Foxhurst
Hawkwood Fox Meadow
Harebell Elkton Hall
Swallow's Nest Bass Cote
Wingfield Eagle's Nest
Squirrel Inn — rustic club house at Twilight Park
in the Catskills.
Troutheck Pari: — English estate dating back to
the time of Henry IV.
Dunrohin Castle — Scotland, property of the
Duchess of Sutherland.
Owl's Nest Harlakenden
Kronest Bass Rock Farm
Ravensknowle The Dolphins
BEAST, BIRD, OR FISH 13
Frogmore Lodge Cricket Lawn
Eagle's Beak Badger
Falconer Court Deerbrook
HawVs Tower — Habichtsburg, believed by Maxi-
milian to be the origin of his ancestral name, Haps-
Frognal — Kate Greenaway's home in Hampstead,
BECAUSE OF TREES
The Elms — Rudyard Kipling's home, near Brigh-
ton, in the little village of Rottingdean, a village of
old English flavor, made up of quaint cottages and
inns, and abounding in picturesque ways and by-
The Willows The Maples
Willow Lodge Maple Place
The Beeches The Oaks
The Poplars King's Oak
The Conifers Oak Wold
The Evergreens The Lindens
The Cedars Hemlock Lodge
Cedarcrest The Laurels
Castle Asliby — Elizabethan estate, showing
marked Italian influence.
Shrublands — English estate on the site of an old
Hawthomden — associated with the seventeenth-
century poet William Drummond.
Oak Knoll — old place with columned porches,
box-bordered gardens, and tree-shaded lawns where
Whittier lived during the latter part of his life and of
which he wrote : " Say it is my home. I retain my
BECAUSE OF TREES 15
legal residence in Amesbury and I go there to vote,
but my home is at Oak Knoll."
Witchhazel Cherry Hill
Witchwood Cherry Garth
Bowood Apple Garth
Ashridge Tree Tops
Elmley Castle Hickory Corners
Elmwood — Cambridge home of James Russell Lo-
Cedarmere — Long Island home of William Cullen
Cedarcroft — home at Cooperstown, N. Y., of
Ashland — old Kentucky home of Henry Clay.
Orchard House — Concord home of Louisa Alcott.
One Ash — home to which John Bright took his
bride, Elizabeth Priestman ; so named in honor of an
ash which was a conspicuous feature in the garden,
as well as for an ancestral place which had been called
Monyash.— From " Life of J. Bright," G. M. Tre-
Pine Haven Box Croft
Lime Close Woodgarth
Boxley — old Cistercian abbey in England dating
Cedar Grove — old homestead near Philadelphia
built by EHzabeth Paschell, 1748.
Oakham Cattle — Rutlandshire, the name is Saxon
and the site was once occupied by the Romans.
Ashley — old Tudor mansion, Surrey, originally
built in form of an H.
Bearroc Wood — old Saxon name for Bear Wood.
Brantwood — John Ruskin's home at Coniston.
Woodcote Manor — Hampshire home of Seymour
FOR LOVE OF WOODS AND WILDS
Penshurst — one of the rare old places retaining
characteristics of the medieval pleasaunce and re-
calling with its terraces and hedges, its flowery or-
chards and its *' winter walk," the days of Sir Philip
Heatherholme Point Lookout
Bramble Brae Porcupine Point
The Elders Rock Ledge
Sea-clifF The Eyrie
Fir Tower — country place of Mr. and Mrs.
Tunis G. Bergen at Onteora, N. Y.
Forest Hill — Mr. Rockefeller's home in Cleve-
Arden — Harriman estate which is to become a
Lyndhurst (Gentle Forest) — Gould home at
Woodstock — thirteenth century pleasaunce of
which it is recorded that Henry III for Eleanor of
Provence ordered his bailiff to " make round about
the garden of our queen two walls good and high "
and other improvements " befitting her position."
18 THE PLACE NAME
The Locusts Hackmatack
The Sumachs Holly Lodge
The Sycamores Pepperidge Point
Gingko Camp Thornsett
TJwrnhury — moated residence of Stafford Duke
of Buckingham, beheaded 1521.
Pachwood — old English estate with famous topi-
ary work simulating the Sermon on the Mount.
Juniper Hall — associated with Fanny Burney
and her French friends, emigres during the Revolu-
Sanical or Sanicula —
" It maketh whole and sound all inward wounds and
The Coppice Winwood
Birch Corners Blythwolde
Holly Lodge — residence at Highgate of Frances
The Dumbles — quaint old War^vickshore name for
" Little woods in hollows."
Wyldes — farm at Hampstead, dating to the time
of Henry IV.
WOODS AND WILDS 19
Birdwood — old colonial mansion possibly de-
signed by Jefferson.
Ausimhory — house in the woods, the workshop
and studio of a Western craftsman and artist.
The Birches Hurricane Lodge
Hawthorne Hill Solitude
Laurel Ledge The Tamaracks
The Ledges Wych Elm
Ballengiech — Scotch for a steep pass.
Glen-Almain (The Narrow Glen) — associated by
tradition with the poet Ossian. (See Wordsworth's
Star Rock — so named because of a meteorite fall-
ing on the site.
The Bosch — Dutch word for woods.
Kelp Rock — New Castle, N. H. ; summer home of
E. C. Stedman,
FOR FAVORITE FLOWERS
Periwinkle, or Joy-of-the-ground — from the
French Pervanche. A quaint description of this
flower is quoted from an old manuscript in Alice
Morse Earle's " Old-time Gardens " :
*' Perwjke is an erbe grene of colour,
In tyme of May he bereth blue flour.
Ye lef is thicke, schinende and styf,
As is ye grene Jwy lefe.
Under brod and eurhand round,
Men call it ye joy of grownde."
Meadow-sweet . Quaker Bonnet
The Lilacs — an old Colonial mansion in Fair-
mount Park, Philadelphia.
Yarrow — rustic cottage at Onteora where Mary
Mapes Dodge used to spend the summer.
Rosewell — old Virginian estate on the York
River, an unusually large brick mansion with fine
mahogany wainscotings and carved staircase. Here,
FOR FAVORITE FLOWERS 21
says tradition, Jefferson made his first draft of the
Declaration of Independence.
Wildbrier The Mallows
The Flags Celandine
Turn-Sole — (ME) flowers that turn towards
the sun as the sun-flower and the hehotrope.
Heartsease — Hertesese: ME for pansies and
violets (Cent. Dictionary).
Kalgarth — old Scandinavian for vegetable gar-
den ; farmstead on Lake Windermere.
Lawn BanJc (Wentworth Place, Hampstead) —
residence of Keats while writing part of " Endy-
Burnet — " this plant maketh the heart merrie and
glad." Gerarde's Herbal.
Camomile — " The oil compounded of these flow-
ers is a remedy against all wearisomeness." Ibid.
Tuchdhoe — Indian name for the near-by creek
for which Colonel Randolph named his Virginia plan-
Ta-tee-yo-pa — Welcome.
O-ay-chay-tee — Hearthfire.
0-kee-cho — All Hail.
Wo-wee-na-pe — Refuge.
Wau-hay — Nest.
Wah-ko-ne-ya — Place of Springs.
Mirimichi — Happy Retreat.
Anoha — an Indian chief; name used by Mr. Bal-
lard for his place on Long Island.
Cataidssa — Clear water.
Loleta — " Pleasant Place."
Sherrewogue — one of the oldest houses on Long
Island; built 1695 at St. James, now belonging to
Mr. Devereux Emmett.
Pickaway — the Cat-tail.
Onteora — hills of the Sky.
Orawack — wilderness.
Wenanwetu — well-housed.
Yovdwan — midst of the mist.
Adjidaumo — the Red Squirrel.
Owaissa — the Bluebird.
Wawonaissa — the Whippoorwill,
Opechee — the Robin.
24 THE PLACE NAME
Shohola — sparkling waters.
Ano-a-tok — Eskimo for Home of the Winds.
Mereychawiclc — old name for Brookl^'n ; the
Cuwen-Tianne — the stream that runs through
Hilero — Indian for The ClifF home of W. J.
Yucca — (the only flower which keeps its original
Sagamore Hill — Oyster Bay home of Theodore
Miramar — behold the sea.
Minniwakan — spirit water.
Minooka — Good earth.
Wanaque — Sassafras place.
Pattaquonk — round hill.
Wauregan — a good thing.
Abrigada — shelter.
Weetamoo — Indian for Shell-flower.
Yennycott — after an old Sachem on the east end
of Long Island.
Keewaydin — "Home Wind" (Hiawatha) coun-
try estate of Mr. and Mrs. Auchinloss, at Darien,
WITH FOREIGN FLAVOR
Upsala — old colonial house in Germantown,
Philadelphia, from the Swedish, in honor of the
Swedish author, Frederika Bremer, who had been a
guest at the house.
Vriedendal — Dutch for Valley of Peace, used by
the Hugenot exile, M. de la Montagnie, for his farm
Waldesbach Joyous Gard
La Col'ma. — little hill.
The Agrada — it pleases me.
La Chaumiere — thatched cottage.
Bella Vista and Buena Vista.
Benevente — an actual castle in Spain.
Drachenfels — Norwegian for dragon's rock.
Craig-y-nos — Adelina Patti's castle in Wales.
Auldhame — after a ruined castle in Scotland.
Placentia — country place of James Kirk, Paul-
Monticello — (" the little mount ") — Virginia
home of Thomas Jefferson.
Wahnfried — Richard Wagner's villa at Bey-
reuth. The name was engraved over the doorway
and over one of the windows the words : " Hier, wo
mein Wahn Frieden fand " (Here, where my wander-
ing spirit found rest).
Los Alamos — (the poplars) — Spanish.
Los Alisos — (the alder trees) — Spanish.
Los Olivos — (the olives) — Spanish.
Loma Vista — view from a hill in the midst of a
plain — Spanish.
El Pinal — (grove of pines) — Spanish.
Miraflores — (behold the flowers) — Spanish.
Torre de Campiglioni — in Vallombrosa, Italy ;
the home of Emma Eames (Mrs. Story).
Montebello — old mansion near Natchez, Miss.
Belvoir Castle — England — (fair view).
Corvallis — (heart of the valley).
Yama-no-Ucho — " Home-in-the-mountains," be-
longing to Frank Seaman.
Groote Schuur — South African home of Cecil
Cawdor Castle — supposed to be made up of Cal
(sound) and Der (water), because of the two burns
near the site of the castle.
Burg Eltz or Trutz-Eltz — old castle on the Mo-
" And he that is a stranger shall not pass the
gates therof until he Swear the Peace."
Villa al Mare.
Casa del Ponte.
Elf Buchen — eleven beeches.
Bijou — French for jewel.
Gandercleugh — place of a steep cliff or ravine.
WITH FOREIGN FLAVOR 27
Clairvaux (Clara Vallis or Bright Valley)
Cistercian monastery founded in twelfth cen-
tury by St. Bernard.
Boscobel (Italian for fair wood) — associated
with the English King Charles II.
Biltmore — the late George Vanderbilt's place in
North Carolina, made up of the last syllable in his
own name plus the Gaelic Mor, " great."
Joyous Gard —
The Garde Joyeuse, amid the tale,
High reared its glittering head;
And Avalon's enchanted vale
In all its wonders spread.
Sir Walter Scott.
WITH HOMifiLY FLAVOR
Craigenputtoch — farm where Carlyle wrote
" Sartor Resartus."
Porch House — site of home at Chertsey of Abra-
Orchard-Farm — place of Governor Endicott at
Solitude — country seat of William Penn.
Sedgley — country seat of William Crammond,
The Cote — (little cottage).
The Croft — (an enclosed tract).
FAMOUS PLACE NAMES IN
Vailima — Stevenson's island home where, like a
lord of the Middle Ages, he dispensed justice and
counsel to the Samoans whose most touching token
of gratitude to their Tusitala (story-teller) was
" The Road of the Loving Heart."
House of the Seven Gables — Hawthorne.
BUthedale — in " The Blithedale Romance " by
Bleak House — Dickens. Suggested by the real
name of a house which he rented.
Tower Hill — Dickens.
Cranford — Mrs. Gaskell's story of that name.
Lammermoor — in the " Bride of Lammermoor "
Woodstock — novel of the name — Scott.
Castle Rackrent — in novel of the name, by Maria
The Crossways — in " Diana of the Crossways "
— George Meredith.
Sevenoaks — title of a novel by J. G. Holland.
Happy Valley — in " Rasselas " — by Dr. Samuel
Wakefield — in Goldsmith's " Vicar of Wake-
Avalon — a little ocean isle described in Middle
Age romances, especially in that of " Ogier the
Kentlworth Castle — Robert Laneham in the six-
teenth century wrote of it : " The place was beau-
tified with many delectable, fresh and unbrageous
bowers, arbours, seats, and walks, that with great
art, cost and diligence were very pleasurably ap-
Thornfield Hall — in " Jane Eyre " by Charlotte
Headlong Hall — novel by Thomas Love Peacock.
Crotchet Castle — novel by Thomas Love Peacock.
The Castle of Otranto — in romance of the name
by Horace Walpole,
Castle Dangerous — in tale of the name by Scott.
Caddam Wood — in Barrie's " Little Minister,"
used by Maude Adams for her Long Island home.
Caddam Hill — used by Maude Adams for her
mountain home, Onteora.
House of the Whispering Pines — Anna Katherine
House with the Green Shutters — G. D. Brown.
House of the Wolfings — William Morris.
The Mountain of Flowers — site of fairy palace in
"The White Cat," Countess D'Aulnoy, 1682.
Cheverel Manor — " Mr. Gilfil's Love-story," by
LouicJc Manor — home of the Casaubons in
George Eliot's " Middlemarch."
Barchester Towers — in novel of the name by
PLACE NAMES FAMED FOR
Stormfield — (first called "Innocence-at-home")
Mark Twain's place at Redding, which, although in
Italian villa style, was carried out with such sim-
plicity and adaptation to the site that he said : " It
might have been here always."
Orchard-side — Cowper's home at Olney.
The Manse — Hawthorne's at Concord.
The Wayside — Emerson's home at Concord.
Slabsides — mountain cabin of John Burroughs.
Stoke Court — associated with the poet Gray.
Gad's Hill — Dickens' place.
The Haven — country place of Quiller-Couch.
Box Hill — George Meredith's home.
Abbotsford — home of Sir Walter Scott.
Mt. Vernon — Washington's home.
Sunnyside — Washington Irving's home.
Penshurst — associated with Sir Philip Sidney.
The Red House — associated with William Mor-
Strawberry Hill — Walpole's Gothic mansion.
Grumblethorpe — the Wister homestead, German-
town, Pa., built in 1744.
Holly Bush Inn — house built at Hampstead by
HoUy Lodge — house lived in by Macaulay.
32 THE PLACE NAME
The Wakes — Gilbert White's home at Selborne.
It has been enlarged since he lived there but none of
the alterations have disturbed " the harmony of red
bricks and tiles blending with the luxurious verdure
of bushes and ivy."
Hodeslea — home of Thomas Huxley at East-
bourne. " One is obliged to have names here," wrote
he. " Mine will be ' Hodeslea ' Avhich is as near as
I can go to ' Hodesleia,' the original poetical shape
of my very ugly name."
Ponkapog — (Ponkapog Papers) — Thomas
Yaddo — home of Katrina Trask at Saratoga.
Limnerslease — • Surrey home of Frederick Watts.
The Fair Haven — Kent, country place of Miss
Laurence Alma Tadema.
Priory Lodge — owned by Sir Edward Terry.
Georgian Court - — country place at Lakewood,
N. J., owned by George Gould.
Court Farm — Broadway, Gloucestershire, home
of Madame Navarro (Mary Anderson).
Hope Lodge — an old Colonial mansion in Penn-
sylvania, owned originally by Samuel Morris.
Maxwelton House — birthplace of Annie Laurie,
famed in Burns' song.
PUNNING AND PLAYFUL NAMES
By the Way Kumtoit
Happy Acres L' Allegro
Heartsease Star Nook
LafFalot Barrow Court
IdlewUd — country place of N. P. Willis.
Annandale — David Hume's house at Chiswick.
Chateau Gaillard — (Saucy Castle) fortress built
by Richard Coeur de Lion to defend Rouen against
Postscript — addenda in the shape of a little house
" for good times " on country place of Mr. and Mrs.
James H. Post, L. I.
The Fold — studio of Charles and Ella C. Lamb
at Cresskill, New Jersey.
Tarry-awhile — country place of George W.
Kanahzi'a — place of Mr. and Mrs. Martin Joost
at Quogue, L. I.
Yaddo — Trask estate at Saratoga (" Shadow ").
Arden — the Harriman estate, N. Y.
Kenna-quhair and Kennahtwhar — " I don't know
THE PLACE NAME
Pleasaunce — suggested by Bacon's essay on Gar-
dens, and used by Mr. A. M. Huntington at Bay-
chester, N. Y.
Shingle Blessedness — the bungalow of Guy Wet-
more Caryl and used in the whimsical title of one of
Camp Kill Kare
Mostly Hall — country place of Mr. and Mrs.
Upjohn at Babylon, L. L
Poverty Flat — cottage at Beverly Farms, so
called by Dr. Holmes because " next door to Pride's
MOTTOES FOR HEARTH AND
One of the best secrets of enjoyment is the art of cultivating
RUE, deeds, not words, make the
homely home and to most of us to-
day the use of many serious mottoes
or inscriptions in our houses and
gardens would savour of cant or at
the least of a sort of wearing our
hearts upon our sleeves. Anciently
the more religious the text the better, — and that on
the house-fa9ade as well as within-doors and in gar-
den cloister. It was by Mosaic command that each
head of a household among the Israelites put up a
symbol on the flap of his tent. The Romans were
proverbially addicted to mottoes and throughout the
Middle Ages and Renaissance days the custom con-
tinued. One still finds in Europe traces of it, and
an occasional example of its hanging on into our own
early colonial times is to be noted. As witness, the
naive distich on the exterior wall of the house of our
first botanist, John Bartram.
" 'Tis God alone, Almighty Lord,
The Holy One, by me Adored."
Our Puritan forebears were so fond of moral max-
ims that it is said they went so far as to embroider
texts on their clothes. As Fairholt puts it, they
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moralized even their dress. Having such prece-
dents, then, it is perhaps not " unseemlie " for us
moderns to get a more superficial enjoyment out of
mottoes and to utilize them, not too seriously, here
over a doorway, there over a fireplace, or again on
some article of sheer homely use.
To get the maximum of fun out of the thing we
will inscribe the words in decorative lettering, in a
foreign tongue, or in some quaint symbolic or hiero-
glyphic wise. However we arrive at it, the end to
aim at is the enhancement of our material possession
(be it humble and utilitarian or be it fine and fair)
by the grace of ideal association. In this way we
may now and then take a peep at worlds outside our
own daily treadmill-round and thus get away for an
instant, in spirit if not in fact, from that extremely
minute and personal attitude of ours which makes
for the " pettiness of house life."
Used by Alma Tadema for his house entrance in
On house of Rosina, Bologna, Italy :
Non Domo Dominus, sed Domino Domus.
(Not the master for the house, but the house for
Stone carving over a front door in Gloucestershire:
Un Corpus Animo
Sic Domus Corpori.
(As is the body to the soul,
^ So is the house to the body.)
Wrought in the timberwork of a house in Chester,
said to be the only one spared by the Plague:
The Providence of the Almighty is my Salvation,
Inscription on an old house front in the Cowgate,
Gif we deid as we sould.
We might haf as we vould.
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On a palazza in the Via de Cornari, Rome :
Non Omnis possumus Omnes.
(We are not all of us able to do all things.)
Motto inscribed between two hearts on Jacques
Coeur's house, Bourges :
A Vaillens, tiens impossibles.
(To the brave nothing is. iinpjossible. )
Inscription over the door of* the house in which Sel-
den was born, in Selvington, Sussex:
Gratus, honesti, mihi ; non claudar inito sedeq'.
Fur, abeas ; non su' facta soluta tibi.
(Paraphrased — Thou'rt welcome, honest friend ;
walk in, make free; Thief, get thee gone, my doors
ope not to thee.)
For the doorway of Veronica's manor-house ; trans-
lation of Alfred Austin:
Aude, hospes, contemnere opes, et te quoque dignum
Finge deo ; rebusque veni non asper egenis.
(Have the courage, dear guest, to disdain osten-
tion and with godlike indulgence approach our un-
pretentious dwelling.) Virgil.
Inscription on a pane of glass in Holland House;
cut by Hookham Frere, 1811:
May neither fire destroy, nor waste impair.
Nor time consume thee till the twentieth heir;
May taste respect thee, and may Fashion spare.
OVER-DOOR INSCRIPTIONS 41
Stranger, should this catch your eye,
Do a favor passing by;
Bless this house ere you be gone
And it shall bless you — passing on.
If this house be fine or not,
That was not my serious thought,
But it will have gained its ends
Should we find it full of friends.
I built this house of stone and wood
I made it handsome as I could.
If it only pleases thee.
Then it could not better be.
Charles Godfrey Leland.
Old motto on town-hall, Wittemberg:
Ist's Gottes Werk, so wird's bestehen ;
Ist's Menschens, so wird's untergehen.
(If God's work, 'twill age endure;
If Man's, 'tis not a minute sure.)
Home, my own home, tiny though thou be, to me thou
seemest an abbey.
Dies Haus steht in Gottes Hand.
Gott behut's von Flur und Brand.
(This house rests in God's hand,
May he protect it from flood or firebrand.)
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Der Gottliche Segen erfulle dies Haus
Und die da gehen ein und aus.
(May God's blessing fill this house,
And rest on all who go in or out.)
Wer Gott vertraut,
Hat wohl gebaut.
(Who trusts in God
Hath well built.)
Device on an old house in Bruges:
Within me there is more.
Ad ogni uccello, suo nido e bello.
(To every bird its nest is fair.)
Parva, sed apta mihi, sed nulli obnoxia, sed non
Sordida, parta meo sed tamen aere domus.
Small is my humble roof, but well designed,
To suit the temper of the master's mind ;
Hurtful to none, it boasts a decent pride.
That my poor purse the modest cost supplied.
Translation of Hoole.
Maison petite, mais commode pour moi ;
Mais incommode a personne, mais assez propre,
Mais pourtant achetee de mes propres fonds.
French version, hy Mine. Bury Palisser,
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Over doorway of the house of Francis Bacon's father :
(Firm is the middle state.)
House of John Knox, Edinburgh:
Lufe God Abvee Al; And Yi Nichtbors As Yi Self.
On a Swiss house :
Ein Haus ist wohl ein schone sach,
Von Menschenhanden ist's gemacht;
Doch hangt es ab von Gott allein,
Ob Gliick, ob Ungliick Kommt hinein.
(A House is a fine thing,
It is made by men's hands ;
But it depends on God alone,
Whether happiness or unhappiness shall come
Translation of Caulfeild.
Deus Adest Laborantibus.
(God is on the side of them that labor.)
Wrought in carving of parapet roof. Castle Ashby,
Northamptonshire, England :
Nisi Dominus custodiat domum, frustra vigilat
qui custodit eam.
(Unless God guards the house ; he labors in vain
who guards it.)
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Over-door inscription on a house at Northants, Eng-
He that earneth wages
By labour and care,
By the Blessing of God
May have something to spare.
T. B., 1618.
S. F. A. CauJfeild,
Over an entrance in Edinburgh:
He Yt Tholis Overcumms.
(He that endures, overcomes.)
Noted on a house front in Gloucestershire, by Caul-
Nichtz Zonder Arbyt.
(Nothing without work.)
Seventeenth-century inscription similarly wrought on
open parapet at Temple Newsam.
All Glory and Praise be given to God the Father,
the Son and
Holy Ghost on High ; Peace upon Earth, Good-
will Towards Men ;
Honour and True Allegiance to Our Gracious
King; Loving Affections
Among His Subjects, Health and Plenty within
OVER-DOOR INSCRIPTIONS 45
On an old house in Florence near Giotto's tower:
Casa mea, casa mea, piccola che sia,
Sei sempre, casa mea.
(My house, my house, small though 'tis,
Still always my house.)
Over an entrance Oriel, Hengrave Hall:
Opus Hoc Fieri Fecit Toma Kytson — In Dieu
Et Mon Droit —
Anno D' ni MCCCCC Tricesimo Octavo.
To Edmund Gosse, with Vincent Bourne's Poetical
Gossip, may we live as now,
Brothers ever, I and thou;
Us may never Envy's mesh hold,
Anger never cross our threshold;
Let our modest Lares be
Friendship and Urbanity.
The lintel low enough to keep out pomp and pride:
The threshold high enough to turn deceit aside:
The doorband strong enough from robbers to de-
This door will open at a touch to welcome every
From " Inscriptions for a Friend's House,"'
Henry van Dyke.
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Greeting in gypsy tongue :
(Good-luck to you.)
God rest you all that linger here,
Though you be strange you still are dear.
Peace to your hearts, if you abide,
Reflect, and give your souls to cheer.
The Plaster on the Chimney:
These words in time shall pass away
And moulder with the mouldering clay,
Learn thou that only passing things
May know the blessedness of wings.
" Maxims for an Old House,'*
An/na Hempstead Branch.
A world of care shut out,
A world of love shut in.
My Ain Fireside:
Of a' roads to happiness ever were tried.
There's nane half so sure as ane's ain fireside:
My ain fireside, my ain fireside,
O there's nought to compare wi' ane's ain fireside.
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Quoted by Lowell in " Essay on Democracy."
Be your own palace or the world's your goal.
If solid happiness we prize,
Within our breast this jewel lies,
And they are fools who roam.
The world has nothing to bestow ;
From our own selves our joys must flow,
And that dear hut, our home.
From " The Fireside" Nathaniel Cotton.
Klein aber Mein.
Right off hand your story tell
Unto your bosom crony,
But still keep something to yoursel'
You shouldn't tell to ony.
Never neglect your fireplaces ; I have paid great
attention to mine, and could burn you all out in a
moment. Much of the cheerfulness of life depends
upon it. Who could be miserable with that fire?
What makes a fire so pleasant is, I think, that it is
a live thing in a dead room.
Thou mayest be sure that he that will in private
tell thee of thy faults, is thy friend, for he adven-
tures thy dislike and doth hazard thy hatred.
Sir Walter Raleigh.
CHIMNEYPIECE MOTTOES 49
With arms of the Campbells and Calders and the
date 1516, in dining-room mantelpiece at Cawdor
The fire burns brightest on one's own hearth.
Fireside happiness, to hours of ease
Blest with that charm, the certainty to please.
Behold! how great a matter a little fire kindleth.
James Hi, 5.
Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and
the bricks are alive at this day to testify it.
Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast,
Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round,
And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn
Throws up a steamy column, and the cups
That cheer but not inebriate wait on each,
So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
A vaut mieux pour moi de ne pas fumer.
(I would better not smoke.)
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In this safe anchorage
Find welcome and good cheer.
may burst a mighty flame.—
The hearth has ever been the cornerstone of the
family and of society.
His wee bit ingle, blinkin' bonnily,
His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile, —
Does a' his weary kiaugh an' care beguile.
The art of life consists in a constant readjust-
ment to our surroundings.
" The Book of Tea," Okakura-Kakuzo.
Teaism is the art of concealing beauty that you
may discover it, of suggesting what you dare not re-
veal. It is the noble secret of laughing at yourself,
calmly yet thoroughly, and thus humour itself, — the
smile of philosophy.
" The Book of Tea," Okak-ura-K akuzo.
Those who cannot feel the littleness of great things
in themselves are apt to overlook the greatness of
little things in others.
OF HOME AS HOME
Who creates a home creates a potent spirit which
in turn doth fashion him that fashioned.
East, west, at home the best.
Old German proverb.
A little bird wants but a little nest.
Contented wi' little and cantie wi' mair.
" Contented wi* Little,"
For a man's house is his castle.
Sir Edward Coke.
He that hath a house to put his head in, hath a
" King Lear,'' Shakespeare.
Wo Friede, da Freude.
(Where there's peace, there is joy.)
Old German saying.
Home is the place of peace.
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There is no Wealth but Life.
The greatest Wealth is Contentment with Little.
Inscribed in Greek, at Conway Castle — "a curi-
ously-selected motto for a feudal stronghold " :
Bear and forbear.
S.F A. Caulfeild.
Non Multa, sed Multum.
(Not many things, but much.)
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
John Howard Payne.
Grande chere et beau feu.
(Good cheer and a good fire.)
My fire is my friend.
There is no place like a chimney-corner for confi-
dences, for picking up the clews of an old friend-
The fireplace is a window through which we can
look out upon other scenes.
The cantre fire where cronies meet.
There can no great smoke arise,
But there must be some fire.
" Euphues," Lyly.
Behold how great a matter a little fire kindleth.
James Hi, 3.
While I was musing, the fire burned.
Where glowing embers through the room,
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom,
Far from all resort of mirth,
Save the cricket on the hearth.
" II Penseroso," Milton.
A clear fire, a clean hearth, and the rigour of the
" Mrs. Beattie's Chat on Whist,"
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Shut in from all the world without,
I sit the clean-winged hearth about,
Content to let the bleak wind roar
In baffled rage at pane and door ;
While the red logs before me beat
The cold line back with pleasant heat.
Dissolve frigus, ligna semper foco.
(Drive away the cold, heaping logs upon the fire.)
Odes ix, I, Horace.
When the logs are burning free.
Then the fire is full of glee ;
When each heart gives out its best,
Then the talk is full of zest:
Light your fire and never fear.
Life was made for love and cheer.
" The Hearthstone," Henry van Dyke.
Now what can man more desire,
Nor sitting by a sea-coal fire.
Old English ditty.
To make a home out of a household, given the raw
materials, to wit, wife, children, a friend or two, and
a house, two other things are necessary: these are,
a good fire and good music.
From " Tiger Lilies: A Novel,**
Better a wee fire to warm ye,
Than a big fire to burn ye.
Emblazoned in banquet-hall, Knebworth Castle (an-
cestral home of Bulwer) :
Read the Rede of the Old Roof Tree.
Here be trust fast. Opinion free.
Knightly Right Hand. Christian Knee.
Worth in All. Wit in Some.
Laughter open. Slander dumb.
Hearth where rooted Friendships grow.
Safe as Altar even to Foe.
And the sparks that upward go
When the hearth flame dies below,
If thy sap in them may be,
Fear no Winter, Old Roof Tree.
Inscription for the window of Katrina's Tower at
« Yaddo " :
This is the window's message.
In silence, to the Queen:
" Thou hast a double kingdom
And I am set between:
liOok out and see the glory,
On hill and plain and sky:
Look in and see the light of love
That nevermore shall die."
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Window in the Queen's high tower,
This shall be thy magic power !
Shut the darkness and the doubt,
Shut the storm and conflict, out;
Wind and hail and snow and rain
Dash against thee all in vain.
Let in nothing from the night, —
Let in every ray of light.
Henry van Dylce,
A merry heart goes all the day.
Your sad one tires in a mile-a.
Winters' Tale, IV, 2, Song.
Let the world wagge, and take mine Ease in mine
Proverbes, Thomas Heywood.
Good courage breaks ill-luck.
Language was given to .us that we might say pleas-
ant things to each other.
" Summaries of Thought" Bovee.
On mantelpiece, Hardwick Hall:
The Conclusion of all things is to feare God and
keepe His Commandments.
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Ye are very welcome to our house:
It must appear in other ways than words.
" Merchant of Venice,"' ShaJcespeare.
In a house in Chislehurst:
This is the welcome I'm to tell, —
Ye are well come, ye are come well.
Whan freens meet, hearts warm.
Old Scotch proverb.
He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to
Ali Ben Abu Taleb.
Au Dieu Foy, Aux Amis Foyer.
(To God our faith, to our friends our fireside.)
Who shall say how far sympathy reaches, and how
truly love can prophesy?
William Makepeace Thackeray.
IMaythe smile an the face be but. a reflect ion of
the feeling of the heart.
Old English proverb.
Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
The Odyssey, Bk. XV,
Alexander Pope's translation.
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Where there is room in the heart
There is room in the house.
Peace be within thy walls.
O, turn thy rudder hitherward awhile,
Here may thy storm-beat vessel safely ride;
This is the port of rest from troublous toil,
The world's Sweet Inn, from pain and wearisome
A man's house is his castle.
Speak kind words- and you will hear kind echoes.
Here rest your wings when they are weary ;
Here lodge as in a sanctuary.
From " To a Butter fly,''
Of what shall a man be proud if he is not proud
of his friends?
And if we find but one to whom we can speak out
our heart freely, with whom we can walk in love and
simplicity without dissimulation, we have no ground
of quarrel with the world or God.
Robert Louis Stevenson.
My friend is one before whom I may be sincere.
Before him I may think aloud.
To be rich in friends is to be poor in nothing.
The~ ornament of a house is the friends who fre-
I try to make my enmities transient, and my
Cut on an old hearthpiece of a stone house in Wales :
When friends meet, hearts warm.
The dearest friends are the auldest friends.
The art of friendship is the greatest art in life.
" Studies in Contemporary Biography,"
Treat your friends for what you know them to
be. Regard no surfaces. Consider not what they
did, but what they intended.
Wise, cultivated, genial conversation is the last
flower of civilization and the best result which life
has to offer us, — a cup for gods, which has no re-
" Miscellanies," Emerson.
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May the hinges of friendship never rust, nor the
wings of love ever lose a pin feather.
Old books, old wine, old Nankin blue,
All these I prize, — but, entre nous, —
Old friends are best.
These three gentle and goodly things —
To be here, to be together.
And to think well of one another.
Hear no Evil. See no Evil. Speak no Evil.
'~^ ~ Unidentified,
A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold In pic-
tures of silver.
Proverbs xxv: 11.
Sweet discourse makes short days and nights.
A man's tongue is a shield, not a sword.
There's so much good in the worst of us.
There's so much bad in the best of us.
That it ill behooves any one of us
To speak any harm of the rest of us.
Seeke out ye good in every man
And speake of all the best ye can ;
Then will all men speake well of thee,
And say how kinde of hart ye bee.
A beautiful behaviour is better than a beautiful
form ; it is the finest of the fine arts.
An air is more lasting than the voice of the birds,
A word is more lasting than the riches of the world.
Irish proverb, in Introduction " The Poem
- Book of the Gael," Eleanor Hull.
Sixteenth-century inscription used in an old house in
Ut Tu Linguae Tuae, Sic Ego Mearum Aureum
(As thou of thy tongue, so I of my ears, ara
See Chambers' " Traditions of Edinburgh.**
Sense is our helmet, wit is but the plume.
The plume exposes, 'tis our helmet saves.
Politeness is to do and say
The kindest thing in the kindest way.
He that would live in peace and rest,
Must hear, and see, and say, the Best.
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A little nonsense now and then
Is relished by the best of men.
Talk often, but not long.
'Tis his at last who says it best.
It takes two to tell the truth, — one to speak, and
another to hear.
A. Friend is some one who can finish your sen-
tences for you.
Be willing to be pleased and the power will come.
" Essays" Leigh Hunt.
Kind hearts are more than coronets.
Laugh, and the world laughs with you.
A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance.
The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.
Life without labor is guilt, labor without art is
Motto used in a frieze of mottoes on the studio walls
by Mr. Warrington Wood, Villa Campani, Rome;
Ars longa, vita brevis.
(Art is long, life is brief.)
Then have no care that life is brief, and less that
art is long;
Success is in the silences, though fame be in the
You cannot civilize men, until you give them a
share in art.
All passes! Art alone
Enduring, stays to us.
From " Ars Victrix," Austin Dobson.
In omnia paratus.
(Prepared for everything.)
Motto used by the Earl of Pomf ret :
Hora est semper.
(It is always the time.)
Never despair, but if you do work on in despair.
There is no better ballast for keeping the mind
steady on its keel than business.
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Inscription over mantel in great hall, Ashton:
If service be thy meane to thrive
Thou must therein remaine;
Both silent, faithful, just and trve,
Content to take some paine ;
If love of Virtve may allvre
Or hope of worldly gaine;
If fear of God may thee procvre
To serve doe not disdaine.
Work is of a religious nature ; — work is of a
brave nature : which it is the aim of all religion to be.
All work of man is as the swimmer's : a waste ocean
threatens to drown him ; if he front it not hourly, it
will keep its word.
Labor est etiam ipsa voluptas.
(Labor is itself a pleasure.)
Labor omnia vinclt.
(Labor conquers everything.)
Motto of monks in the Middle Ages :
Laborare est orare.
(To labor is to pray.)
In all labour there is profit,
But the folding of the hands leadeth only to pen-
Proverbs of Solomon.
The slothful man has said,
There is a lion in the path.
Old English proverb.
My work is mine,
And, heresy or not, if my hand slacked
I should rob God.
" Stradivarius," George Eliot.
Who touches the keys of endless activity; opens
the infinite, and stands awestruck before the immen-
sity of what there is to do.
Never trouble another for what you can do your-
Never put off till to-morrow what you can do to-
" A Decalogue of Canons "
Set about what yooi intend to dot the beginning is
half the battle.
, . . there is always work
And tools to work withal, for those who will ;
And blessed are the homy hands of toil.
" A Glance behind the Curtain"
To the persevering mortal the blessed Immortals are
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Nul effort n'est vain.
When the open fires are lit, in the evening, after
Then I like to come and sit, where the fire can
talk to me.
T. D. Sherman,
How am I to sing your praise,
Happy chimney-corner days ;
Sitting safe in nursery-nooks,
*' Picture Books in Winter,**
R. L. Stevenson,
Father, whom I cannot see,
Look down from heaven on little me ;
Let angels through the darkness spread
Their holy wings above my bed ;
And keep me safe, because I am
The heavenly Shepherd's little lamb ;
Teach me to do as I am told,
And help me be as good as gold.
" Child's Prayer" by William Canton,
Ever against eating cares.
Lap me in soft Lydian airs.
Music washes away from the soul the dust of every-
In sweet music is such art,
Killing caie and grief of heart
Fall asleep, or hearing die.
** Henry VIII " Shakespeare.
Music, that gentlier on the spirit lies,
Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes.
Music that brings sweet sleep down from the bliss-
" The Lotos-Eaters," Tennyson.
FOR THE DINING-ROOM
Not on the store of sprightly wine,
Nor plenty of delicious meats,
Though generous Nature did design
To court us with perpetual treats, —
'Tis not on these we for content depend.
So much as on the shadow of a Friend.
We may live without poetry, music and art ;
We may live without conscience, and live with-
out heart ;
We may live without friends, we may live with-
But civilized man cannot live without cooks.
We may live without books — what is knowledge
We may live without hope — what is hope but de-
We may live without love — what Is passion but
But where is the man who can live without dining?
Go to your banquet then, but use delight
So as to rise still with an appetite.
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Conversation is but carving,
Give no more to every guest,
Than he's able to digest.
Give him always of the prime
And but little at a time.
Give to all but just enough,
Let them neither starve nor stuff,
And that each may have his due.
Let your neighbor carve for you.
Give him a sugar-plum if he is good.
" Shirlei/,^' Charlotte Bronte.
Eat at your table as you would eat at the table
of the King.
Take the goods the gods provide thee.
" Alexander's Feast" Dryden.
God will send more if the man will be thankful.
" As You Like It" Shakespeare.
Better is halfe a lofe than no bread.
Proverhes, Thomas Heywood.
Enough is as good as a sackful.
All is fish that com'th to net.
Proverhes, Thomas Heywood.
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It's folly to live puir and dee rich.
It is not nice for a man to pray cream and live
Good to be merrie and wise.
Proverbes, Thomas Heywood.
Salt yo food wi' humour, season it with wit, and
sprinkle it o'er with the charm of good fellowship.
His table dormant in his halle alway,
Stood redy covered all the longe day.
Chaucer, of his Fraiikelyn.
Come thou home with me and eat bread.
Use the means and God will give the blessing.
Spare your breath to cool your broth.
'* Cervantes" Don Quixote.
Rule the appetite and temper the tongue.
For a good dinner, and a gentle wife, you can af-
ford to wait.
Old Danish proverb.
FOR THE DINING-ROOM 71
He that banquets every day, never makes a good
Hunger is the best sauce.
He who eats with most pleasure is he who least re-
The chief pleasure in eating does not consist in
costly seasoning or exquisite flavour, but in yourself.
We cultivate literature on a little oatmeal.
*' Memoirs," Sydney Smith.
Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.
" Comedy of Errors" Shakespeare.
With a few foods, and a few dishes dine,
And much of mirth and moderate wine.
" Liberty" Abraham Cotdey.
Better a dry morsel and quietness therewith, than
a house full of sacrifices with strife.
Proverbs xvii, 1.
Better a dinner of herbs where love is, than a
stalled ox and hatred therewith.
Proverbs xv, 17.
72 HEARTH AND GARTH
We never repent of having eaten too little.
" A Decalogue of Canons for Observation
m Practical Life" Thomas Jefferson.
Stay me with flagons,
Comfort me with apples.
Song of Songs.
'Tis mirth, not dishes, sets a table off;
Brutes and Phanaticks eat, and never laugh.
Old Song called " A Poem hy a Per^
son of Quality.''* Date, 1694'
Welcome is the best cheer.
The company makes the feast.
Not Bread, nor Meat, nor Wine,
But Fire on Hearth and Cheer in Grateful Hearts,
Make Home Divine.
Donald G. Mitchell.
Wouldst thou both eat thy cake and liave it?
Animals feed : man eats ; the man of intellect alone
knows how to eat.
FOR THE DINING-ROOM 73
Winds whistle shrill,
Icy and chill,
Little care we;
Little we fear
The mahogany tree.
" The Mahogany Tree,*"
William Makepeace Thackeray.
What moistens the lips, and
What brightens the eye?
What calls back the past
Like the rich pumpkin pie?
The Receipts of Cookery are swell'd to a Volume,
but a good stomach excels them all ; to which noth-
ing contributes more than Industry and Temper-
" Some Fruits of Solitude,'*
Many a man has got to heaven because his wife
was a good cook.
May ye be just as happy yoursel'
As ye like to see anybody else.
74 HEARTH AND GARTH
I am convinced digestion is the great secret of life ;
and that character, talents, virtues, and qualities
are powerfully affected by beef, mutton, pie-crust,
and rich soups. I have often thought I could feed
or starve men into many virtues and vices, and affect
them more powerfully with my instruments of cook-
ery than Timotheus could do formerly with his lyre.
" Letters,'' Sydney Smith.
All sorrows are bearable if there is bread.
Sancho Panza's Proverbs.
Bread is the staff of life.
" Tale of a Tub,'' Jonathan Swift,
" I wish you joy, with best of health.
Content that's better far than wealth,
A laugh so open, free, and fair
'Twill make a sunshine everywhere."
Blessed be simple life, withouten dreid ;
Blessed be sober feast in quietie ;
Who has enough, of no more has he need,
Though it be little into quantitie.
Great abundance and blind prosperitie,
Ofttimes mak an ill conclusion ;
The sweetest life, therefore, in this countrie,
Is to live safe, with small possession.
Content, from " The Tale of the Upland
and the Burgess Mouse," Robert Henryson,
FOR THE DINING-ROOM 75
Some have too much, yet still they crave ;
I little have, yet seek no more.
They are but poor, though much they have ;
And I am rich with little store.
They poor, I rich ; they beg, I give ;
They lack, I lend ; they pine, I live.
But tho' my cates be mean, take them in good part;
Better cheer you may have, but not with better heart.
Carved in Gothic lettering in dining-room, Haddon
Hall, placed by Sir George Vernon, c. 1540.
Drede God and Honour the King.
Now good digestion wait on appetite,
And health on both.
" Macbeth" Hi, ^, Shakespeare.
I have never seen anything in the world worth
getting angry about.
Henry T. Raymond.
Give me an honest laugher.
Sir Walter Scott.
Wishers and woulders are puir house houlders.
Weel kens the mouse whan pussie's in.
76 HEARTH AND GARTH
Most pessimism is the result of indigestion,
The proof of the pudding is in the eating.
A favorite eighteenth-century toast:
Here's a health to all those that I love,
And a health to all those that love me,
A health to all those that love those that I love,
And to all those that love those that love me.
FOR THE BEDROOM
God bless this house from thatch to floor,
The twelve apostles guard the door,
And four good angels watch my bed.
Two at the foot and two at the head.
He hath placed at every man's side a Guardian,
the genius of each man, who is charged to watch over
him ; a genius that cannot sleep, nor be deceived.
We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our
Is rounded with a sleep.
" The Tempest," iv, 1, Shakespeare.
Oh sleep, it is a gentle thing.
Beloved from pole to pole.
Sarmiel Taylor Coleridge.
Come, sleep, oh, sleep, the certain knot of peace.
Sir Philip Sidney.
Come, blessed barrier betwixt day and day.
Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health.
78 HEARTH AND GARTH
Tired Nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep.
" Night Thoughts " Edward Young,
In portu quies.
(In Harbor Peace.)
With this field-dew consecrate,
Every fairy take his gait;
And each several chamber bless,
Through this palace, with sweet peace.
" A Midsummer Night's Dream,"
Happy is the house that shelters a friend.
To each, to all, a fair good-night.
And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
" Marmion" canto vii, Sir Walter Scott.
Lodge thou here that thy heart may be merry.
Judges xix, 9.
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast.
Juliet to Romeo, Shakespeare.
All they that spent their days in grace
Have left a blessing on this place,
Then gentle be the speech that falls,
Lest ye offend these placid walls.
The Best Room, in " Maxims for an Old
House," Anma Hempstead Branch.
FOR THE BEDROOM 79
A clear conscience is a soft pillow.
Thou shalt rest sweetly if thy heart do not reprehend
Meditations, Thomas a Kempis,
. . . sweet pillows, sweetest bed;
A chamber deaf to noise, and blind to light ;
A rosy garland, and a weary head.
Sonnets, Sir Philip Sidney.
Bed, O bed ! delicious bed.
That heaven upon earth to the weary head.
'* Her Dream," Thomas Hood.
And the calm pleasures always hover'd nigh;
But what e'er smack'd of 'noyance or unrest
Was far, far off expell'd from this delicious nest.
" The Castle of Indolence,^' James Thomson.
Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care,
The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath.
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast.
sleep, O gentle sleep,
Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
" Macbeth," Shakespeare.
80 HEARTH AND GARTH
Fatigue itself may be a pleasant thing,
And weariness be silken, soft, and fine.
Anna Hempstead Branch.
Blessings on him that first invented sleep.
It wraps a man all round like a cloak.
Inscription in the hall panelling of Speke Hall, cred-
ited with having been transferred to its present
position from Holyrood Palace, after the Battle
of Flodden Field. *S'. F. A. CaulfeUd.
SLEPE . NOT . TEIIi . YE . HATHE . CONSID-
ERED . HOW . THOW . HATHE . SPENT . YE
DAY . PAST . IF . THOW . HAVE . WELL . DON
THANK . GOD . IF . OTHEEWAYS . EEPENT . YE
Every day is a fresh beginning.
Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain,
And spite of old sorrow, and older sinning.
And puzzles forecasted, and possible pain,
Take heart with the day, and begin again.
He sleeps well who knows not that he sleeps ill.
" Maxims," Publius Syrus.
To Mary Queen the praise be given.
She sent the gentle sleep from Heav'n
That slid into my soul.
FOR THE BEDROOM 81
A Life without a purpose is a languid, drifting
thing; every day we ought to renew our purpose,
saying to ourselves: This day let us make a sound
beginning, for what we have hitherto done is naught.
Thomas a Kempis, translated by
FOR THE MUSIC-ROOM
Dear friend, whom glad or grave we seek,
Heaven-holding shrine, I ope thee, touch thee, hear
And joy Is mine.
He who hath an art
Hath everywhere a part.
Practice is the best of all instructors.
" Maxims," Publius Syrus,
Musick, soft charm of heav'n and earth.
Ode " In Praise of Musick " Edmund Smith.
O Music ! sphere-descended maid.
Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aid.
" The Passions " William Collins.
Inscription on music-room mantelpiece at Apthorpe,
Rare and ever to be wisht maye sownde heere
Instruments w^^ fainte sprites and muses cheere,
Composing for the Body, Sowle, and Eare,
Which Sickness, Sadness, and Fowle Spirits feare.
FOR A TEA TABLE
Why not consecrate ourselves to the queen of the
Camellias, and revel in the warm stream of sympathy
that flows from her altar ? In the liquid amber with-
in the ivory-porcelain, the initiated may touch the
sweet reticence of Confucius, the piquancy of Laotse,
and the ethereal aroma of Saky-amuni himself.
" The Booh of Tea" Okakura-Kahuzo.
Three deplorable things : " The spoiling of fine
youths through false education, the degradation of
fine paintings through vulgar admiration, and the
utter waste of fine tea through incompetent manipu-
There are three stages of boUing: The first boil is
when the little bubbles like the eye of fishes swim on
the surface; the second boil is when the bubbles are
like crystal beads rolling in a fountain ; the third boil
is when the billows surge wildly in the kettle.
The tea-room is made for the tea-master, not the
tea-master for the tea-room.
84 HEARTH AND GARTH
Strangely enough humanity has so far met in the
tea-cup. It is the only Asiatic ceremonial which
commands universal esteem. The white man has
scoffed at our religion and our morals, but has ac-
cepted the brown beverage without hesitation.
" The Book of Tea," Okakura-Kakuzo.
On a piece of Devonshire pottery :
He soars not high who fears to fall.
Text on a piece of Devonshire pottery:
Never say die, man, up and try.
FOR LITTLE HOMELY THINGS
A very Little Thing is a very little thing,
But Faithfulness in Little Things is a very Great
That which before us lies in daily life,
Is the prime wisdom.
All hail, ye small, sweet courtesies of life; how
much smoother do ye make the road of it.
Inscribed (together with the Prince of Wales' feath-
ers) on brass handles of an old mahogany side-
board in Albany, N. Y. :
Put not your trust in money, but put your money
Oliver Wendell Holmes.
If thou be rich, strive to command thy money, lest
it command thee.
86 HEARTH AND GARTH
Wealth is not his that has it but his that enjoys it.
Poverty is in want of much, but avarice of every-
" MoxIths," Publius Syrus.
'Ask thy purse what thou shouldst buy.
Money — may it ever be our friend — never our
Epitaph on the Good Earl of Devon:
What we gave we have ; what we spent we had ; what
we left we lost.
Be not penny-wise: riches have wings, and some-
times they fly away of themselves: sometimes they
must be sent flying to bring in more.
" Of Riches "; Francis Bacon.
On a looking-glass:
I change, and so do women too ;
But I reflect, which women never do.
Strike while the iron's hot.
LITTLE HOMELY THINGS 87
Who sweeps a room as for thy laws
Makes that and th' action fine.
" The Elixir" George Herbert.
By the work one knows the workman.
" The Hornets and the Bees,**
Jean de la Fontame.
To the discontented man no chair is easy.
Weave in faith and God will find thread.
Inscription on an old English silver cup:
The Greatest Treasur that one yearth to mortal
man is modyrat welth to norish lyfe if man can be
A stitch in time saves nine.
The web of our life is of mingled yarn, good and ill
" AlVs Well that Ends Well," iv, 3,
To hold as 'twere the mirror up to nature.
" Hamlet," Shakespeare.
For in and out, above, about, below,
'Tis nothing but a magic shadow-show.
88 HEARTH AND GARTH
Sure the shovel and tongs,
To each other belongs.
Posy on a thimble:
He that sent me, loveth thee.
Motto used by Queens Elizabeth and Anne:
(Always the same.)
Labor omnia vincit improbus.
(Incessant pains the end obtains.)
Translation of Thomas Ellwood.
For a web begun God sends the thread.
A silver hammer will break an iron door.
One of Sancho Panza's proverbs:
Praying to God and hammering away.
He will do what he will.
That will do what he can.
Old Scotch saying.
He that wold not when he might,
He shall not when he wolda.
" The Baffled Knight," Percy's Reliques.
LITTLE HOMELY THINGS 89
Cosa ben fatta,
E fatta due volte.
(A thing well done,
Js a thing twice done.)
O wad some power the giftie gie us,
To see oursels as ithers see us.
Used in the decoration of a washstand by William
This is the mirrour perillus.
On which the proude Narcissus
Sey all his faire face brighte.
How far that little candle throws its beams,
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
" Merchant of Venice," Shakespeare.
Used over the figure of Art in the Congressional Li-
As one lamp lights another, nor grows less,
So nobleness enkindleth nobleness.
Hope, like the glimmering taper's light,
Adorns and cheers the way ;
And still, as darker grows the night,
Emits a brighter ray.
Hail, candle-light, without disparagement to sun
or moon, the kindliest luminary of the three.
" Essays of Elia," Charles LaTrib.
FOR A STAIRWAY
Look up and not down,
Look forward and not back,
Look out and not in,
And lend a hand.
(Step by step.)
Peu a peu.
To everything there is a season, and a time for
every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes Hi, 1.
On clock, Town-hall in Bala, North Wales :
Here I stand both day and night
To tell the hours with all my might;
Do thou example take by me,
And serve thy God as I serve thee.
Used In a corridor. Library of Congress, Washing-
Man raises, but Time weighs.
Under the clock of the Hotel de Ville at Neuilly,
Ma voix resonne, ecoute.
Elle dit qu'il est I'heure de bien faire.
(My voice resounds, list.
Saying 'tis the hour to do some good.)
Fronte Capillata, post est occasio calva.
(Opportunity has locks in front, but is bald behind.)
FOR TIME-PIECES 93
Time is painted with a lock before, and bald be-
hind, signifying thereby that we must take time by
the forelock, for when it is once past, there is no
Nae man can tether time or tide.
Inscription for a Time-piece:
Now It is gone. — Our brief hours travel post.
Each with its thought or deed, its Why or How : —
But know, each parting hour gives up a ghost
To dwell within thee — an Eternal Now.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
Order is heaven's first law.
A place for everything and everything in its place.
Order is the sanity of the mind, the health of the
body, the peace of the city, the security of the State.
As the beams to a house, and the bones to the mi-
crocosm of man, so is order to all things.
Have nothing which you do not know to be useful,
or which you do not believe to be beautiful.
Keep a thing seven years and ye'll find a use for't.
Old English proverb.
FOR THE GARDEN GATEWAY
Inscription over one of the gateways in the ancient
wall at Rothenburg, Germany:
Peace to those who enter,
Godspeed to those who go forth.
Of the Gates of Busyrane :
Be bold, First Gate,
Be bold, and evermore be bold, Second Gate,
Be not too bold, Third Gate.
From coat of arras. City of London:
Domine, dirige Nos.
(Lord, direct thou us.)
Inscription on garden gate, Montacute House, Eng-
Through this wide opening gate.
None come too early, none return too late.
I have prepared for thee twelve trees laden with
divers fruits, and as many fountains flowing with
milk and honey, and seven mighty mountains where-
upon grow roses and lilies whereby I will fill thy chil-
dren with joy.
Esdras II, ii.
96 HEARTH AND GARTH
Pan leaps and pipes all summer long.
The fairies dance each full-mooned night.
Would we but doff our lenses strong,
And trust our wiser eyes delight.
" The Foot-path," Lowell
Come forth into the light of things,
Let Nature be your teacher.
FOR GARDEN SEAT OR GAZEBO
Nature never did betray,
The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege
Through all the scenes of this our life to lead
From joy to joy.
Tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
"As You Like It" Shakespeare.
The greatest step is that out of doors.
Nature is the Art of God.
Sir Thomas Browne.
The greatest advantages men have by riches are,
to give, to build, to plant and make pleasant scenes.
Sir William Temple.
As the wild-rose bloweth
As runs the happy river.
Kindness freely floweth
In the heart forever.
98 HEARTH AND GARTH
Mio picciol orto,
A me sei vigna, e campo, e selva, e prato.
(My little garden,
To me thou'rt vineyard, field, and wood, and meadow.)
Bardi, translation of Leigh Hunt.
And better must all childhood be
That knows a garden and a tree.
Oh for a seat in some poetic nook
Just hid with trees, and sparkling with a brook.
Politics and Poetics, Leigh Hunt.
Japanese ideal of a garden path, according to the
famous tea-master Enshiu:
A cluster of summer trees,
A bit of the sea,
A pale evening moon.
" The Book of Tea" Okakura-Kakuzo.
And all without were walkes and alleys dight
With divers trees enrang'd in even rankes ;
And here and there were pleasant arbors pight
And shadie seats, and sundry flowering bankes
To sit and rest the walkers wearie shankes.
" Faerie Queene," Spenser.
Let us a little permit Nature her own way ; she
better understands her own affairs than we.
" Essays " Montaigne.
GARDEN SEAT OR GAZEBO 99
Annihilating all that's made
To a green thought in a green shade.
Sow thou sorrow and thou shalt reap it;
Sow thou joy and thou shalt keep it.
Richard Watson Gilder.
Tranquillity and peace in this still place,
No more of movement than white birds that stand
Leg deep in water, silent as the land.
Oh ! cool green garden, give me of thy grace.
The faery beam upon you!
The stars to glister on you !
A moon of light
In the noon of night
Till the fire-drake hath o'ergone you !
The wheel of Fortune guide you !
The Boy with the bow beside you
Run aye in the way
Till the bird of day
And the luckier lot betide you !
" Gypsy Songs" Ben Jonson.
Work apace, apace, apace;
Honest labour bears a lovely face ;
Hen hey nonny, nonny, hey nonny, nonny.
From " Content," Thomas Dekker.
100 HEARTH AND GARTH
You have nothing here but Sweet Herbs, and those
only choice ones too, and every kind, its beds by itself.
O for a Booke and a shadie nooke,
Eyther in-a-doore or out ;
With the grene leaves whisp'ring overhede,
Of the streete cryes all about.
Where I maie Reade all at mine ease,
Both of the Newe and Olde.
Old English Song.
Flie fro the presse and dwell with sothfastnesse,
. . . and in the comers set
An arbour grene with wandis long and small
Railed about, and so with leves beset
Was all the place and hawthorn hedges knet
That lyf was none, walkyng there forbye
That might within scarce any wight espye.
King James of Scotland and England.
Fair are the laurels, fair the stream
Which bubbles forth beneath the trees,
And through the leaves no wandering beam
Of sunlight heats the western breeze.
No toil, no thirst, no heat shall jade
The traveller who seeks my shade.
" The Resting-Place,** Marcus Argentartus.
GARDEN SEAT OR GAZEBO 101
Who listens well hears Nature on her round,
When least she thinks it, bird and .bough a ad stream
Not only, but her silences profound^ , \,
Surprised by nicer cunning of his dr»iiini.
" The Skilful Listener," John Vance Cheney.
See how the garden, at Spring's magic touch,
Brims over smiling, in its dimples flowers ;
Yet all the gold was in the winter's pouch,
And hoarded long against these largesse hours.
Verses hy the author of " The Professor
and Other Poems" London, 1894-
FOR FOUNTAIN OR BIRD-POOL
A field of corn, a fountain, and a wood.
Is all the wealth by Nature understood.
Paraphrase of Horace, Abraham Cowley.
Panel inscription in an old Cornish castle:
What thing is harder than a rock?
What softer is than water clear?
Yet will the same, with often drop,
The hard rock pierce; which doth appear,
Even so, there nothing is so hard to attayne,
But may be had with labour and with payne.
S.F. A. CaulfeUd.
Inscription favored by Pope for his Twickenham
Nymph of the Grot, these sacred springs steep,
And to the murmur of these waters sleep.
Ah, spare my slumbers, gently tread the cave!
And drink in silence, or in silence lave.
The lightsome fountain starts from out the green,
Clear and compact ; till, at its height o'errun.
It shakes its loosening silver in the sun.
FOUNTAIN OR BIRD-POOL 103
From " Inscription for a Fountain " :
Rest! This little fountain runs
Thus for aye: it never stays
For the look of summer suns,
Nor the cold of winter days.
The sunshine, broken in the rill,
Though turn'd away, is sunshine still.
" Fire-worshippers " Thomas Moore.
Fountain-heads and pathless groves,
Places which pale passion loves.
From haunted spring and dale,
Edg'd with poplar pale,
The parting genius is with sighing sent.
L' aqua diss' io, e il suon della foresta impugnan
dentro a me novella fede.
(The water, quoth I, and the woodland murmuring
drove in new faith upon my soul. )
Purgatorio xxviii, Dante, translation hy
Ezra Pound, in " The Spirit of Romance."
FOR A WEATHERVANE
As the bookplate to the volume, so the weather-
vane to the homestead.
Old sampler motto :
And be not like the weathercock
That turns at everie winde.
Except wind stands as it never stood,
It is an ill wind turns none to good.
" Good Husbandry,"* Thomas Tusser.
Some are weatherwise, some are other-wise.
The south wind brings wet weather,
The north wind wet and cold together ;
The west wind always brings us rain,
The east wind blows it back again.
Each man is an ^olian harp at best.
And winds can touch his nerves to horror, fear,
Or woo him to light thoughts as does the west.
He's but the vane of the ever veering year.
" A Weathercock," author of " The Professor
and other Poems," Bell, London, 1894.
FOR A WEATHERVANE 105
When the wind is in the east,
'Tis neither good for man nor beast ;
When the wind is in the north,
The skilful fisher goes not forth;
When the wind is in the south.
It blows the bait in the fish's mouth ;
When the wind is in the west,
Then 'tis at the very best.
When clouds appear like rocks and towers,
The earth's refreshed by frequent showers.
FOR THE SUNDIAL
Amidst ye floweres I tell ye houres.
Noiseless falls the foot of time,
Which only treads on flowers.
Let the mind know no twilight.
Whilst Phoebus on me shines,
Then view my Shades and Lines.
On a dial at Crowborough Cross, Sussex :
I mark not the hours unless they be bright,
I mark not the hours of darkness and night.
My promise is solely to follow the sun,
And point out the course his chariot doth run.
Seventeenth Century motto noted by Caulfield:
From God all things everywhere ;
To the God of the Sun, of the Sky, and to the Creator
of the Sun, be praise.
Soli: Deo : Coeli : Ac : Soli : Creatori : Laus.
FOR THE SUNDIAL 107
On a wall dial of a chateau, Passy :
Non numero Horas nisi serenas.
(I reckon none but the serene hours.)
Lose not thy confidence of making progress in
righteousness ; there is yet time ; the hour is not yet
Thomas a Kempis.
Horas nullus nisi aureas.
(I count none but the golden hours.)
Motton on an old Seventeenth Century dial at Wrest
Foy est tout.
Let . others . tell . of . storms . and . showers,
I'll . Only . Count . Your . Sunny . Hours.
SEE . THE . UTTLE . DAY - STAR MOVING
UFE . AND TIME . ARE WORTH IMPROVING.
SEIZE . THE . MOMENTS , . WHILE THEY . STAY ;
SEIZE . AND . USE . THEM
LEST . YOU . LOSE . THEM
AND . LAMENT . THE . WASTED DAY .
BE . THANKFUL . WATCH . PRAY . WORK .
SHADOW . AND . SHINE . IS LIFE .
108 HEARTH AND GARTH
I . MAEK . NOT . THE . HOURS . UNLESS . THEY . BE .
I . MARK . NOT . THE . HOURS . OF . DARKNESS . AND .
MY . PROMISE . IS . SOLELY . TO . FOLLOW . THE . SUN,
AND . POINT . OUT . THE . COURSE . HIS . CHARIOT .
DOTH . RUN.
SUNNY . BE . THE . DAY
SUNNY . THY . SPIRIT .
SHADOW . AND . SUN SO . TOO . OUR . LIVES . ARE .
YET . THINK . HOW . GREAT . THE . SUN , . HOW . SMALL
. THE SHADE .
MAKE . THE . PASSING . SHADOW . SERVE . THY . WILL.
TO . NO . ONE . IS . GIVEN . RIGHT . OF . DELAY,
NOTED . IN . HEAVEN . PASSETH . EACH . DAY ;
BE . THOU . NOT . FRUITLESS , . WORK . WHILE . YE ;
TRIFLING . WERE . BOOTLESS , . WATCH THOU . AND .
TRUE . AS . THE . DIAL . TO . THE . SUN :
ALTHOUGH . IT . BE . NOT . SHONE . UPON .
TIME . WASTED . IS . EXISTENCE .
USED . IS . LIFE .
FOR THE SUNDIAL 109
Ut Unbra sic Vita.
(As a shadow so is life.)
(Make the best of the day.)
Tak tent o' tyme
Ere tyme be tint.
Noted in Yorkshire, by S. F. A. Caulfeild :
Time is thou hast; see that thou well employ.
Time past is gone; thou canst not that employ.
Time future is not ; and may never be ;
Time present is the only time for thee.
Aspice, respice, prospice.
(Look, look backward, look forward.)
Life's a short summer, man a flower;
He dies, alas, how soon he dies.
Catch, then, O catch, the transient hour,
Improve each moment as it flies.
Dr. Samuel Johnson.
Dial at Oxford with arms of Earl of Wharton, prob-
ably of seventeenth century:
A Moment — mark how small a space
The Dial shows upon the face ;
Yet waste but one — and you shall see
Of how great moment it can be.
110 HEARTH AND GARTH
Ab hoc momento pendit aeternitas.
(On this moment hangs eternity.)
Fill, conserva tempus.
(My son, observe the opportunity.)
Dies Diem Docet: Disce.
(One Day telleth another; Learn.)
Dial In a suppressed monastery near Florence:
My life is in the Sun, God is the life of man ;
Man without Him is as I am without the Sun.
Defend not thyself of the good day, and let not the
part of a good desire overpass thee.
Ecclesiastes, xiv, IJ^.
Bronze dial owned by Mr. H. J. Bunner at Bryn
Mawr, Pa. :
Time is valuable.
Light and Shade by turns,
But Love always.
On a bronze ring dial belonging to Alfred Water-
house, Yattenden, England :
Like to this Sirkell round
No End to Love Is found.
FOR THE SUNDIAL 111
Time is the Chrysalis of Eternity.
On sundial which belonged to George Frederick
The Utmost for the highest.
Time goes on day after day:
Suns and systems will decay;
But God's love endures alway.
From " A Country Ramble in June,'*
Time can never take
What Time did not give;
When my shadows have all passed,
You shall live.
" The Sun-dial,'' Henry van Dyke.
True as the needle to the pole,
Or as the dial to the sun.
Song, Barton Booth.
Lux Umbra Dei.
(Light, the shadow of God.)
Transit Umbra ; Lux permanent.
(The Shadow passes ; the Light remains.)
Make the passing shadow serve thy will.
" The Ancient Sage," Tennyson.
112 HEARTH AND GARTH
Sundial motto for Dr. Samuel Bowditch :
With warning hand I mark Time's rapid flight
From life's glad morning to its solemn night ;
Yet through the dear God's love I also show
There's Light above me by the Shade below.
True as the dial to the sun,
Although it be not shined upon.
" Hudibras" Butler.
I am a Shade — a Shadowe too art thou.
I mark the time; Saye, Gossip! Dost thou soe?
Too Slow for those who Wait,
Too Swift for those who Fear,
Too long for those who Grieve,
Too Short for those who Rejoice;
But for those who Love,
Time is not.
" Katrine's Sun-Dial," Henri/ van Dyke.
Ora e sempre.
(Now and ever.)
FOR THE SUNDIAL 113
Threefold the flight of time from first to last ;
Loitering slow — the Future creepeth, —
Arrow-swift, the Present sweepeth, —
Motionless forever, stands the Past.
Tempus omnia revelat.
(Time reveals all things.)
Copied from Samuel Johnson's watch-dial motto by
Sir Walter Scott for the sundial in the garden, Ab-
For the night cometh.
On an eighteenth-century cube dial in Metropolitan
Museum, New York:
Eine Stund 1st gleich vorbel,
Schaue was das Leben sei.
(Look how fast speeds an hour away,
Soe, what Life is, thou mayest say.)
Once on a column dial. Corpus Christi College, Ox-
Horas Omnes Complecta.
(I embrace all hours.)
All that is, at all,
Lasts eA^er, past recall ;
Earth changes, but thy soul,
And God stand sure.
114 HEARTH AND GARTH
Tyme wanes away
As flowers decaye.
Dits moi parler.
(King Sol, tell me to speak.)
See the shadow on the dial,
In the lot of every one,
Marks the passing of the trial.
Proves the presence of a sun.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the
gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would
be giving, I think, as the angels must give.
OWHERE more certainly than as re-
gards the giving of gifts is the cry
against the materialism of our times
more apt and needful. Even If we
may not look the gift horse in the
mouth we do, oftener than we would
care to confess, take note on the cost
of it. And what a dangerous thing, after all, is
this giving of a gift. Yet what more delightful than
both to receive and to give.
But now in thinking over what we have been so
happy as to receive, must we not acknowledge that the
thing which lingers like an aroma in our remembrance
is not the thing, no, — but the thought that was sent
with it. As we all know by experience, too, it is not
always easy, at the precise moment when we send out
some little friendly token, to express our thoughts
in words. Sometimes a classic sentiment or a phrase
from a favorite author may be a help. But we would
be sorry to have the following little hints at expres-
sion taken too literally or In a cut and dried fashion.
Their better purpose will be served if they suggest
to any one the great joy of going a quest for such
among the rare treasure-fields of literature.
I come from heuin to tell
The best nowellis that ever be fell.
Old English Carol.
In a Xmas Posy, 1902:
When peace on earth doth stay
'Tis angels ring the bells —
the peasant people say.
From " A Christmas Fancy,'^
Love shall be our token,
Love be yours and love be mine,
Love to God and all men,
Love for plea and gift and sign.
" Christmastide," Christina Rossetti.
The Christmas-time ! the lovely things
That last of it ! Sweet thoughts and deeds !
" Christmas Eve," John Davidson.
To thee and thine
From me and mine,
A hearty Christmas greeting.
AT CHRISTMAS-TIDE 119
All joie and jollitie
Wait on thy holiday,
True love and friendliness
Hallow thy happiness.
If I could make your dreams come true,
But once in all the year,
I'd choose this Christmas day, my friend.
The day that's now and here.
" A Christmas Wish," Bertram B. Udell,
Then be you glad, good people,
At this time of the year.
And light you up your candles.
For His Star shineth clear.
May Fate who spins your thread of Life,
Use Golden Fleece. . . .
Jesus Christ was born of Mary,
Born for all, born for all;
Jesus Christ was born at Christmas,
Well befall, hearth and hall !
Peace and goodwill, goodwill and peace,
Peace and goodwill, to all mankind.
From an old English wassail :
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too,
And God bless you, and send you
A happy New Year.
Sudden a star has led us on,
Raining bliss and benison —
Bliss to-morrow and more anon,
Joy for every morning.
Quoted vn " The Wind in the Willows"
by Kenneth Grahame.
From a Balliol manuscript, about 1540:
Now have good day, now have good day!
I am Christmas, and now I go my way !
Now fare ye well all in-fere !
Now fare ye well for all this year,
Yet for my sake make ye good cheer !
Noxv have Good Day!
Some saycs, that ever 'gainst that Season comes
Wherein our Saviour's Birth is celebrated,
The Bird of Dawning singeth all night long:
And then (they say) no Spirit can walke abroad.
The nights are wholesome, then no Planets strike.
No Faery talkes, nor Witch hath power to Charme :
So hallowed, and so gracious is the time.
AT CHRISTMAS-TIDE 121
Refrain from the oldest Christmas carol, thirteenth
May joy come from God above,
To all those who Christmas love.
For it is in Christmas time
That friends travel far and near:
So God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year.
Carol sung hy village children in England.
Glory to God in loftiest heaven.
Touch with glad hand the ancient chord ;
Good tidings unto man forgiven,
Peace from the presence of the Lord.
Old Cornish Carol,
by Robert Stephen Hawker.
FOR THE NEW YEAR
I would flood your path with sunshine ;
I would fence you from all ill ;
I would crown you with all blessings ;
If I could but have my will.
Yes, but human love may err, dear,
And a power all wise is near.
So I only pray God bless you !
And, God keep you through the year !
Here and away in good faith we pace:
A happy evening God give you in grace ;
A happy evening, a joyful new year,
That no misfortune to you come near.
" Carol of the Three Kings" translated
from the German hy Lady Lindsay.
Go, breathe it in the ear
Of all who doubt and fear.
And say to them, " Be of good cheer ! "
From " L' Envoi," Longfellow.
The best wishes that can be forged in your
thoughts be servants to you.
" All's Well TJmt Ends Well^ i, 1,
FOR THE NEW YEAR 123
May the buttercups yield you their gold:
And the violets their flask of sweet dew ;
And the poppies soft slumber unfold,
And the witch-hazel bring my wish true
For happiness all the year through.
E. L, Darling.
Dutch New Year Greeting in the Mohawk Valley:
Ik wens u gluck saaltic rein jar.
Dat gy lang leben mag —
Veell geben mag —
En de kernigh-reish von de himmel erben mogh.
(May you have a happy new year.
Much to give away,
And an inheritance in the Kingdom of Heaven.)
Translated hy E. L. Darling.
Here's to the friend we can trust ;
When the stormes of adversity blaw;
Who can join in our song, and be nearest our
Nor depart, — like the year that's awa.
Princess Shirakawa with a gift of grasses :
Seven plants I send you, on a bamboo stand,
Each symbolizing Life, happy and long.
Translated hy Arthur Lloyd.
I awake this morning with devout Thanksgiving
for my friends, the old and the new.
Example of a verse accompaniment to a Flower Ar-
rangement (of Pine and Plum blossoms) from a
Japanese wife to her husband:
Oh ! sturdy Pine tree spray,
Take to my lord
This loving word.
And let the pearly flowers of the Plum
In fragrance say
From whom, love-weighted, they have come.
This New Year's Day.
See " Japanese Gardens,*^
Mrs. Basil Taylor.
Goe not half way to meet a coming Sorrow
Butte thankeful bee for Blessings of to-day,
And pray that thou mayest blessed bee to-morrowe.
So shalt thou goe with joy upon thy way.
FOR SPRING TIME
Plearty faith and honest cheer
Welcome in the sweet o' the year.
" The Sweet o' the Yeary" George Meredith.
Sound the flute.
Now 'tis mute ;
Day and night;
In the dale,
Lark in sky —
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.
" Spring," William Blake.
Spring, the sweet spring,
Is the year's pleasant king.
" A Spring Song" Tlwmas Nash.
I would the gift I offer here
Might graces from thy favor take,
And, seen through Friendship's atmosphere,
On softened lines and coloring, wear
The unaccustomed light of beauty, for thy sake.
Dedication to " Songs of Labor," Whittier.
Gloomy winter's now awa',
Saft the westlan' breezes blaw:
Round the sylvan fairy nooks,
Feath'ry brackens fringe the rocks,
'Neath the brae the burnie jouks,
And ilka thing is cheerie, O.
Trees may bud, and birds may sing,
Flowers may bloom, and verdure spring,
Joy to me they canna bring,
Unless wi' thee, my dearie, O.
" Gloomy Winter's Now Awa\**
Brighter look the early flowers.
Louder sounds the skylark's strain;
Blue the air and green the bowers.
And the heart feels young again.
Shaking off all bonds and fetters,
Flinging every chain aside.
Life in sunshine flows and glitters
Like the freely flowing tide.
Do you hear fresh voices singing,
And all pulses beating high.
As if chords unseen were ringing,
Tightly drawn from earth to sk}'?
" Renewal" Count Leo Tolstoy,
translation of S. N. Wolkonsky.
FOR SPRING TIME 127
But green leaves and blossoms,
And sunny warm weather,
And singing and loving
All come back together.
To thee I wish one precious thing,
That joy each day in thy heart sing;
As clear as now the glad bells ring,
And all the world thrills toward the spring.
Madam, new years may well expect to find
Welcome from you, to whom they are so kind.
Still as they pass, they court and smile on you,
And make your beauty, as themselves, seem new.
Pleas'd to look forward, pleas'd to look behind,
And count each birthday with a grateful mind.
Oh, Day, if I squander a wavelet of thee,
A mite of my twelve-hours' treasure.
The least of thy gazes or glances,
(Be they grants thou art bound to or gifts
One of thy choices or one of thy chances,
(Be they tasks God imposed thee or freaks at
— My Day, if I squander such labor or leisure.
Then shame fall on Asolo, mischief on me !
" Pippa Passes,^' Robert Browning.
May you have all that you need.
Almost all that you want,
And happiness, whether or no.
FOR BIRTHDAYS 129
So here hath been dawning
Another blue day :
Think wilt thou let it
Slip useless away.
Out of Eternity
This new day is born ;
At night will return.
Behold it aforetime
No eye ever did ;
So soon it for ever
From all eyes is hid.
Here hath been dawning
Another blue day:
Think wilt thou let it
Slip useless away.
" To-day;' TJiomas Carlyle.
. . . make this forenoon sublime,
This afternoon a psalm, this night a prayer.
" Life^' Edward Rowland Sill.
Event? Each new day's a divine event
To a great soul. The commonest pale dawn
Dissolving darkness, stars already gone.
Is a new birth ; . . .
" The Event;' author of " The Professor;'
130 FOR GIFTS
Let this auspicious morning be express'd
With a white stone distinguished from the rest;
White as thy fame, and as thy honour clear;
And let new joys attend on thy new added year.
Across a thousand leagues of land
The mighty sun looks free,
And in their fringe of rock or sand
A thousand leagues of sea.
Lo! I, in this majestic room,
As real as the sun,
Inherit this day and its doom
A world of men the rays illume,
God's men, and I am one.
But life that is not pure and bold
Doth tarnish every morning's gold.
" A New Day,^^ William AlUngJiam,
For you may years like leaves unfold
The heart of Sharon's rose.
" Winter Roses" Whittier,
The day is always his who works in it with seren-
ity and great aims.
AT COMMENCEMENT TIME
Now in those days of simpleness and faith,
Men did not think that happy things were dreams
Because they overstepped the narrow bourne
Of likehhood, but reverently deemed
Nothing too wondrous or too beautiful
To be the guerdon of a daring heart.
" Rhoecus" Lowell.
Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute;
What you can do, or dream you can, begin it ;
Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it.
Only engage, and then the mind grows heated ;
Begin, and then the work will be completed.
. . . What men call luck
Is the prerogative of valiant souls.
The fealty life pays its rightful kings.
" A Glance behind the Curtain,'* Lowell.
Little or great is man ;
Great if he will, or if he will
A pigmy still;
For what he will he can.
Lot's take the instant, by the forward top.
" All's Well That Ends Well," v, 5,
Patience passe science.
(Patience exceeds knowledge.)
Palma non sine pulvere.
(The palm is not won without the dust of labor.)
Motto of State of Kansas:
Through difficulties to the stars.
Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy
This world belongs to the energetic.
Fortes Fortuna Adjuvat.
(Fortune favors the brave.)
Self-ease is pain ; thy only rest
Is labor for a worthy end.
J. G. Whit tier.
We are always complaining that our days are few,
and acting as though there would be no end of them.
AT COMMENCEMENT TIME 133
When a resolute young fellow steps up to the great
bully, the World, and takes him boldly by the beard,
he is often surprised to find it comes off in his hand,
and that it was only tied on to scare away timid ad-
O. W, Holmes.
He is gentil that doth gentil deedis.
Go boldly, go serenely, go augustly —
What shall withstand thee then?
Nothing is too high to be reached, or too good to
Charles Gordon Ames.
You will find that luck
Is only pluck
To try things over and over;
Patience and skill.
Courage and will.
Are the four leaves of luck's clover.
My fairest child, I have no song to give you ;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray :
Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you
For every day.
Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ;
Do noble things, not dream them all day long:
And so make life, death, and that vast forever,
One grand sweet song.
" A Farermll," Charles Kingsley,
Let a man contend to the uttermost
For his life's set prize, be it what it will !
Wouldst shape a noble life? Then cast
No backward glances toward the past.
And though somewhat be lost and gone.
Yet do thou act as one new-born ;
What each day needs, that shalt thou ask,
Each day will set its proper task.
. . . fortunate means that a man has assigned to
himself a good fortune; and a good fortune is good
disposition of the soul, good emotions, good actions.
Meditations V, Marcus Aureliiis.
Faber est quisque f ortunae suae.
(Every man is the architect of his own fortune.)
Chi va piano va sano,
Chi va sano va lontano.
(He who goes gently goes safely;
He who goes safely goes far.)
AT COMMENCEMENT TIME 135
A wise man knows an Ignorant man, because he has
been ignorant himself ; but the ignorant cannot recog-
nize the wise, because he has never been wise.
They asked their wisest man by what means he had
attained to such a degree of knowledge. He replied :
" Whatever I did not know, I was not ashamed to in-
From the Persia/rt,
SAINT VALENTINE'S DAY
Though all the streams are white with frost
And all the fields with snow,
Though earth its greenery has lost
And biting gales do blow —
Still I'll recall the summer hours,
The blue skies and the vine —
The hillsides pink with Alpine flowers
To greet my Valentine.
You see my heart is split in two
And the largest half I offer you.
Something there is moves me to love, and I
Do know I love, but know not how, nor why.
Alexander Brome, 1620-66.
My heart is ever at your service.
" Timon of Athens" i, 2, Shakespeare.
I'll be a tree, if thou wilt be its blossom :
I'll be a flower, if thou wilt be its dew ;
I'll be the dew, if tliou wilt be the sunbeam ;
Where'er thou art, let me be near thee too.
" A Fori'," Alexander Petof.
SAINT VALENTINE'S DAY 137
Heart's content can ne'er repent ;
As I to thee, so wish to me.
From an old ring posy in Love's Garland.
I am your friend unto the end.
Yours I am ; be mine again.
No gift can show
The love I owe.
In God and thee
Shall my joy be.
In thee, my choice,
I do rejoice.
Happy in thee
Hath God made me.
I wish to thee
All joy may be.
Found in a seventeenth-century miscellany:
Constancy and Heaven are round
And in this the Emblem's found.
Life is a flower of which love is the honey.
The spring hath not so many flowers ;
The autumn, grapes within its bowers ;
The summer, heats that make men pale;
The winter, stores of icy hail ;
Nor fishes hath the boundless sea,
Nor harvests in fair Beau there be ;
Nor Brittany, unnumbered sands,
Nor fountains have Auvergne's broad lands;
Nor hath so many stars the night.
Nor the wide woodland branches light, —
As hath my heart of heavy pains,
Born of my mistress's disdains.
Song: " To Marie " Pierre Ronsard,
trcmslation of Katharine Hillard.
FOR WEDDINGS AND WEDDING
Look down, you gods,
And on this couple drop a blessed crown.
" Tempest" v, 1, Shakespeare.
Well married, a man is winged.
Henry Ward Beecher.
My gentle lady,
I wish you all the joy that you can wish.
" Merchant of Venice,'* Hi, 2, Shakespeare,
The roads should blossom, the roads should bloom,
So fair a bride shall leave her home!
Should blossom and bloom with garlands gay.
So fair a bride shall pass to-day !
" The Blind Girl of Castil-Cuille,'*
Though fools spurn Hymen's gentle pow'rs.
We who improve his golden hours.
By sweet experience know,
That marriage, rightly understood.
Gives to the tender and the good
A paradise below.
Domestic happiness, thou only bliss
Of Paradise that hast survived the fall.
All this, of whose large use I sing, in two words
is expressed :
Good Wyfe is the good I praise, if by good men
Bad with bad in ill suit well, but good with good
" Far above Rubies," Thomas Campion.
Many happy years, unbroken friendships, and
Blessings as rich and fragrant crown your heads
As the mild heaven on roses sheds
When at their cheeks like pearls they Avear
The clouds that court them In a tear.
" Epithalamium," Henry Vaughan.
Soft as yourselves run your whole lives, and clear
As your own glass, or what shines there.
Like the Day's warmth may all your comforts be,
Untoil'd for and serene as he.
FOR WEDDINGS 141
Fresh as the Hours may all your pleasures be,
And healthful as Eternity.
Hear the mellow wedding bells,
Golden bells !
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells !
Through the balmy air of night,
How they ring out their delight !
From the molten-golden notes,
And all in tune.
What a liquid ditty floats
To the turtle dove that listens, while she gloats
On the moon!
Oh, from out the sounding cells.
What a gush of euphony voluminously wells!
To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells.
" The Bells," Foe.
FOR FRIENDS WHO ARE ILL
Confide ye aye in Providence, for Providence is kind,
And bear ye a' life's changes wi' a calm and tranquil
Tho' press'd and hemm'd on every side, hae faith an'
ye'll win through,
For ilka blade o' grass keps its ain drap o' dew.
I am about knocked out of time now; a miserable,
snuffling, shivering, fever-stricken, nightmare-ridden,
knee-j ottering, hoast-hoast-hoasting shadow and re-
mains of man. But we'll no gie ower jist yet a bittie.
We've seen waur; and dod, mem, it's my belief that
we'll see better.
Robert Louis Stevenson.
When the day looks kind'er gloomy
And your chances kinder slim
When the situation's puzzhng
And your prospect's awful glim
And perplexities keep a-pressin'
Till all hope is nearly gone.
Just grit your teeth and work and save
And keep on keepin' on.
FRIENDS WHO ARE ILL 143
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine;
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Safely through the world we go.
" Life," William Blake.
'Tain't no use to grumble and complain ;
It's jest as easy to rejoice;
When God sorts out the weather and sends rain.
Why, rain's my choice.
James Whitcomb RHey.
Sorrow and silence are strong, and patient endur-
ance is godlike.
" Evangeline," Longfellow.
How poor are they that have not patience,
What wound did ever heal, but by degrees.
" Othello," iiy 3, Shakespeare.
To bear is to conquer our fate.
Man cannot make, but may ennoble fate,
By nobly bearing it.
" A Love-letter," Bulxcer Lytton.
Flesh may empaire (quote he) but reason can repaire.
" The Faery Queene," Canto VII, Spenser.
I say to thee, do thou repeat
To the first man thou mayest meet
In lane, highway, or open street —
That he and we and all men move
Under a canopy of love,
As broad as the blue sky above ;
That doubt and trouble, fear and pain
And anguish, all are shadows vain,
That death itself shall not remain ;
That weary deserts we may tread,
A dreary labyrinth may thread.
Through dark ways underground be led ;
Yet, if we will one Guide obey,
The dreariest path, the darkest way
Shall issue out in heavenly day;
And we, on divers shores now cast,
Shall meet, our perilous voyage past.
All in our Father's house at last.
Richard Chenerix Trench,
FRIENDS WHO ARE ILL 145
Patience is the king of Paradise.
The gem cannot be polished without friction,
Nor man perfected without trials.
When fortune means to men most good,
She looks upon them with a threatening eye.
" King John," Hi, 4, Shakespeare.
FOR THOSE WHO GO
Be blythe in heart for ony adventure.
From, " No Treasure without Gladness "
To a friend on his marriage:
It is a word, — sometime a thought of joy,
Sometime of sorrow. Joy to thy future.
WUUam E. Channvng.
The joys of meeting pay the pangs of absence.
" Tamerlane," ii, i, Rowe,
Parting's well-paid with " soon again to meet."
" There, Where the Sun Shines First,'*
Coventry Pat more.
In the hope to meet
Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
" Underwoods," Ben Jonson.
All travel has its advantages. If the passenger
visits better countries, he may learn to improve his
own ; and if fortune carries him to worse, he may
learn to enjoy his own.
Dr. Samuel Johnson.
WHO GO A-TRAVELING 147
A wise traveller never despises his own country.
Manuia . . . Samoan for " Good luck to the
Keep not standing fixed and rooted,
Briskly venture, briskly roam:
Hand and head, where'er thou foot it,
And stout heart, are still at home.
In each land the sun does visit
We are gay, whate'er betide:
To give room for wandering is it
That the world was made so wide.
A Song in " WilJielm Meister," Goethe,
translation by Thomas Carlyle.
Step by step one gets to Rome.
Nothing is lost on a journey by stopping to pray
or to feed your horse.
Farewell ! But in our hearts we have you yet,
Holding our heritage with loving hand,
Who may not follow where your feet are set
Upon the ways of Wonderland.
London Pimch, in Memory of Lewis Carroll^
The stars are with the voyager
Wherever he may sail;
The moon is constant to her time;
The sun will never fail;
But follow, follow, round the world,
The green earth and the sea ;
So love is with the lover's heart,
Wherever he may be.
Wherever he may be, the stars.
Must daily lose their light;
The moon will veil her in the shade ;
The sun will set at night.
The sun may set, but constant love
Will shine when he's away ;
So that dull night is never night,
And day is brighter day.
" Song;' Thomas Hood.
Go where he will, the wise man is at home,
His hearth the earth, — his hall the azure dome ;
Where his clear spirit leads him, there's his road.
By God's own light illumined and foreshowed.
Peregrination charms our senses, with such un-
speakable and sweet variety, that some count him
unhappy who never travelled — a kind of prisoner,
and pity his case that from his cradle to his old age,
he beholds the same still, still, — the same, the same.
WHO GO A-TRAVELING 14,9
Though we ti-avel the world over to find the beauti-
ful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not.
The boat sails away, like a bird on the wing.
And the little boys dance on the sands in a ring.
— The wind may fall, or the wind may rise —
You are foolish to go ; you will stay if you're wise.
The little boys dance, and the little girls run:
If it's bad to have money, it's worse to have none.
" Under the Window," Kate Greenaway.
For they sa}', if money go before,
All ways do lie open.
Never go to France,
Unless you know the lingo ;
If you do, like me,
You will repent, by jingo.
From " French and English," Thomas Hood.
I am a part of all that I have met,
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'
Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades
Forever and forever as I move.
I find the great thing in this world is not so. much
where we stand as in what direction we are moving.
Oliver Wendell Holmes.
WITH GIFTES VARIOUS AND
'Tis not the gift which marks the festival,
Nor lights nor garlands make the holiday,
The happy mind in working is at play ;
Spring's herald-bird brings summer on its wing ;
The heart's the happy day's best madrigal.
The bread of life is love ; the salt of life is work ;
the sweetness of life, poesy, the water of life, faith.
Thy greeting smile was pledge and prelude
Of generous deeds and kindly words ;
In thy large heart were fair guest chambers
Open to sunrise and the birds.
The things that are really for thee gravitate to thee.
" The Over-soul," Emerson.
If words came as ready as ideas and ideas as feel-
ings I could say ten hundred kindly things. You
know not my supreme happiness at having one on
earth whom I can call friend.
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All good to kindred natures cleaveth soon.
Sonnet III^ " Guido Cavalanti,'^
translation of D. G. Rossetti.
Unto gentleness belong
Gifts unknown to pride and wrong;
Happier far than hate is praise, —
He who sings than he who slays.
" How the Robin Came," Whittier.
Flowers and fruits are always fit presents —
flowers, because they are a proud assertion that a
ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of man.
Every gift of noble origin
Is breathed upon by Hope's perpetual breath.
" These Times" Wordsworth,
Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious.
" Tarn o'Shanter," Burns,
In giving, a man receives more than he gives, and
the more is in proportion to the worth of the thing
" Mary Marston F," George MacDonald.
Well assured that thou wilt take
Even the offering which I make
Kindly for the giver's sake.
** Remembrance," Whittier,
152 FOR GIFTS
Go therefore thou for me
Straight to my lady's face,
Who, of her noble grace,
Shall show thee courtesy.
From Ballata, " In Exile at Sarzana "
translation of D. G. Rossetti.
Where more is meant than meets the ear.
" II Penseroso" Milton,
Ab imo pectore.
(From the bottom of my heart.)
(Let it be given to the most worthy.)
In giving, a man receives more than he gives.
" Mary Marston" George MacDonald.
The gift, to be true, must be the flowing of the
giver unto me, correspondent to my flowing unto him.
" Of Gifts," Essays, Emerson.
Presents, I often say, endear absents.
"^ Dissertation on Roast Pig," Charles Lamb.
Motto of the Irish viscount Tracey:
Memoria in aetema.
(In eternal remembrance.)
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. . . The less they deserve, the more merit is in
your bounty. Take them in.
" Hamlet;' ii, 1.
Not want of heart, but want of Art,
Hath made my gift so small ;
Then loving heart take hearty love.
To make amends for all.
. , . gifts, the signes of gratefull mynd.
" Faerie Queene," Canto IX, 18, Spenser,
Their hearts she ghesseth by their humble guise.
Ihid, Canto VI, 13.
The hand that gives, gathers.
In kind remembrance and to wish you well.
With a set of postcards or writing paper:
No day without a line.
(Nulla dies sine linea.)
With a bayberry candle:
A little light to show the way.
It is a poor sport that is not worth the candle.
" J acuta Pradentum," George Herbert.
Inscription by Eugene Field and engraved on a
silver plate: "Unto Roswell Francis Field, his
father, Eugene Field, giveth this Counsel with this
Plate. Sept. 2, 1893."
When thou shalt eat from off this plate,
I charge thee be thou temperate ;
Unto thine elders at the board
Do thou sweet reverence accord;
Though unto dignity inclined,
Unto the serving folk be kind;
Be ever mindful of the poor,
Nor turn them hungry from the door ;
And unto God, for health and food.
And all that in thy life is good,
Give thou thy heart in gratitude.
"A cabinet being sent to a gentlewoman these
verses were put in one of the drawers " :
This little cabinet will conceal
All things which you would not reveal ;
Your letters and your other things,
As your jewels and 3^our rings.
Let me know then in what part,
Or box, you will lay up my heart.
Which with it I doe send, and pray
That in your heart you would it lay.
Let me such favour from you get ;
Make your heart my heart's cabinet.
VARIOUS AND SUNDRY 155
With a magazine:
Somewhat to pass away the time.
Sermon XIV, Bishop Butler.
The pen is the tongue of the mind.
The pen is both a rod and a sceptre.
When about to put your words in ink,
'Twill do no harm to stop and think.
The last and greatest art, the art to blot.
Epistles, Alexander Pope.
On a fan:
What daring bard shall e'er attempt to tell
The powers that in this little engine dwell .!*
What verse can e'er explain its various parts.
Its numerous uses, motions, charms and arts.''
Its shake triumph, its virtuous clap,
Its angry flutter, and its wanton tap.
A box where sweets compacted lie.
Variety alone gives joy.
The sweetest meats the soonest cloy.
To Minnie with a hand-glass:
A picture-frame for you to fill,
A paltry setting for your face,
A thing that has no worth until
You lend it something of your grace.
I send (unhappy I that sing
Laid by awhile upon the shelf)
Because I would not send a thing
Less charming than you are yourself.
And happier than I, alas !
(Dumb thing, I envy its delight)
'Twill wish you well, the looking-glass.
And look you in the face to-night.
R. L. Stevenson.
From inscription on an old sampler dated 1736 :
When this you see, remember me,
And keep me in your mind.
To you, dear friends, in many lands,
I send good wishes far,
Like little birds in little bands.
To greet you where you are.
Like likes like.
VARIOUS AND SUNDRY 157
Lips, however rosy, must be fed.
A wilderness of sweets.
" Paradise Lost," v, 29/f, Milton.
Occasionally rings were made with the stones ar-
ranged acrostic-wise, to convey some sentiment:
R uby L apis Lazuli
E merald O pal
G arnet V erde Antique
A methyst E merald
R uby M alachite
D iamond E merald.
An inscription used on rings in ancient Greek and
Roman times :
I bring good fortune to the wearer.
With a ribbon:
A very riband in the cap of youth.
''Hamlet," iv, 7.
Yes, do send me a book. . . . Not a bargain book,
bought from a haberdasher, but a beautiful book, a
book to caress — peculiar, distinctive, individual : a
book that hath first caught j'our eye and then pleased
your fancy, written by an author with a tender
whim, all right out of his heart. We will read it
together in the gloaming, and when the gathering
dusk doth blur the page, we'll sit with hearts too fuU
for speech and think it over.
Dorothy Wordsworth to Coleridge.
Foreword to Another Book of Verses for Children:
We know not who in olden time
It was who first invented rhyme,
But few have done as much as he
To brighten things for you and me.
E. V. Lucas.
And with them words of so sweet breath composed
As made the things more rich,
" Hamlet,'' «/, 1.
What art is his the written spells to find
That sway from mood to mood the willing mind.
" The Poet," William Cullen Bryant.
WITH BOOKS 159
Dear lady, tapping at your door,
Some little verses stand,
And beg on this auspicious day
To come and kiss your hand.
Their syllables all counted right,
Their rimes each in its place.
Like birthday children, at the door
They wait to see your face.
Rise, lady, rise, and let them in;
Fresh from the fairy shore,
They bring you things you wish to have,
Each in its pinafore.
For they have been to Wishing-Land
This morning in the dew.
And all your dearest wishes bring —
All granted — home to you.
What these may be, they would not tell.
And could not if they would;
They take the packets sealed to you
As trusty servants should.
But there was one that looked like love,
And one that smelt like health,
And one that had a jingling sound —
I fancy it might be wealth.
Ah well, thej are but wishes still ;
But, lady dear, for you
I know that all you wish is kind,
I pray it all come true.
" Wishinff-Land," Robert Louis Stevenson,
Leaves, lines, and rhymes seek her to please alone,
Whom if ye please, I care for other none.
" To His Book" Spenser,
Initial poem in "Lyrics from a Library":
I love a book, if there but run
From title-page to colophon
Something sincere that sings or glows,
Whate'er the text be, rhyme or prose.
An old farmer to the lad Robert Collyer:
" I notice thou's fond o' reading, so I brought
thee summat to read."
Come up here, O dusty feet!
Here is fairy bread to eat.
Here in my retiring room,
Children you may dine
On the golden smell of broom
And the shade of pine ;
And when you have eaten well.
Fairy stories hear and tell.
" Fairy Bread" Robert Louis Stevenson.
WITH BOOKS 161
Old presentation verse:
Take it, 'tis a gift of love
That seeks thy good lone:
Keep it for the giver's sake,
And read it for thy own.
With a book for a child:
In this book
If you'll look
Famous folk perchance you'll meet;
Elves and fays with dancing feet,
True as true ;
Really very curious things,
All with wide and gauzy wings,
Made to carry you, you know.
Just where you most wish to go.
With a book for a child:
Summer fading, winter comes —
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs, —
Window robins, winter rooks,
And the picture story-books.
" Picture Books in Winter,"
Robert Louis Stevenson.
For a book of verse :
A verse may find him who a sermon flies.
" Th£ Church Porch," George Herbert.
And beauty, making beautiful old rhymes.
Sonnet CVI, Shakespeare.
Can one desire too much of a good thing?
"As You Like It," iv, 1, Shakespeare.
Your hearts' desires be with you.
*'As You Like It," i, 2.
May the coming hour o'erflow with joy,
And pleasure drown the brim.
''AlVs Well that Ends Well," Hi, 4.
The bearing of this observation lays in the appli-
cation on it.
" Domhey and Son," Charles Dickens.
Read it, sweet maid! though it be done but slightly:
Who can show all his love doth love but lightly.
" To Delia," Samuel Daniel.
With an old book:
I do not think altogether the worse of a book
for having survived the author a generation or two.
And let them also bring with them in hand
Another gay garland,
For my fair love, of Hlies and of roses,
Bound true-love-wise with a blue silk ribband!
" Epithalamion," Spenser.
Love, let me cull her choicest flowers,
And pity me, and calm her eye.
Make soft her heart, dissolve her lours.
Then will I praise thy deity.
But if thou do not, Love, I'll truly serve her
In spite of thee, and by firm faith deserve her.
" PhUlis," Thomas Lodge.
There's not a bonnie flower that springs
By fountain, shaw, or green.
There's not a bonnie bird that sings,
But minds me o' my Jean.
" Of a' the Airts . . ." Robert Bums.
Go, lovely Rose,
Tell her that wastes her time and me
That now she knows,
When I resemble her to thee,
How sweet and fair she seems to be.
" The Rose," Edmund Waller,
We are yours i' the garden.
" Winter's Tale," i, 2, Shakespeare.
Flowers are Love's truest language ; they betray,
Like the divining rods of Magi old,
Where precious wealth lies buried, not of gold.
But love, — strong love, that never can decay.
Sonnet: Flowers Love's Truest Language"
More flowers I noted ; yet I none could see
But sweet or colour it had stolen from thee.
Sonnet CC XXX y Shakespeare.
These are certain signs to know.
Faithful friend from flatt'ring foe.
"An Ode," Richard Bamfield.
In Eastern lands they talk in flowers.
And they tell in a garland their loves and cares ;
Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers.
On its leaves a mystic language bears.
James Gates Percival.
There's wit in every flower, if you can gather it.
Comparisons are odorous.
" Much Ado about Nothing " Hi, 5,
WITH FLOWERS 165
A sign and symbol shall it be
Of humble things, which, though we range
From farthest East to farthest West,
Like God are sure, and never change.
From " A Happy Meeting"
John White Chadwick.
. . . not words, for they
But half can tell love's feeling;
Sweet flowers alone can say
What passion fears revealing:
*' The Language of Flowers " Thomas Moore.
The sweetest garland to the sweetest maid.
" To a Lady with Flowers," Tick ell.
Hebe's here, May is here!
The air is fresh and sunny ;
And the miser-bees are busy
Hoarding golden honey!
See the knots of buttercups,
And the purple pansies, —
Thick as these, within my brain,
Grow the wildest fancies !
Let me write my songs to-day.
Rhymes with dulcet closes, —
Four-line epics one might hide
In the hearts of roses.
" May" Thomas Bailey Aldrich.
As I was walking up the street,
The steeple bells were ringing;
As I sat down at Mary's feet,
The sweet, sweet birds were singing.
As I walked far into the world,
I met a little fairy;
She plucked this flower, and, as it's sweet,
I've brought it home for Mary.
" Under the Window,' ' Kate Greenaway.
SUGGESTIONS FOR THANKS
But thanks, and thanks, and ever thanks,
" Twelfth Night" Hi, 3, Shakespeare.
Blessing o' your good heart.
2 Henry IV, it, Shakespeare.
A jollie goode Booke
Whereon to looke
Is better to me than Golde.
Old English Song.
Would that the little flowers were bom to live,
Conscious of half the pleasure which they give.
Thanks, Mary! for this wild-wood token
Of Freja's footsteps drawing near;
Almost, as in the rune of Asgard
The growing of the grass I hear.
It is as if the pine-trees called me
From ceiled room and silent books.
To see the dance of woodland shadows,
And hear the song of April brooks.
" The First Flowers," Whittier.
Yea ; I thank your pretty sweet wit for It.
2 Henry I, it, Shakespeare.
Your flowers, like fairy folk, are here,
They gladden me, they give good cheer.
They bring a gracious presence near;
Accept, kind friend, my thanks sincere.
Yes, ready money is Aladdin's lamp.
" Don Juan," xii, 12, Byron.
Then thanks for thy present. None sweeter or better
E'er smoked from an oven or circled a platter.
Fairer hands never wrought at a pastry more fine.
Brighter eyes never watched o'er its baking, than
And the prayer, which my mouth is too full to ex-
Swells my heart that thy shadow may never be less,
That the days of thy lot may be lengthened below.
And the fame of thy worth like a pumpkin-vine grow,
And thy life be as sweet, and its last sunset sky
Golden-tinted and fair as thy own Pumpkin pie!
" The Pumpkin," Whittier.
Books — the miracle of all my possessions, more
wonderful than the wishing-cap of the Arabian tales,
for they transport me instantly, not only to all
places, but to all times.
Dr. Arnott, 1788-18^4.
SUGGESTIONS FOR THANKS 169
Good books are a very great mercy to the world.
Richard Baxter, 1615-1691.
Give me a nook and a book,
And let the proud world spin round :
Let it scramble by hook or by crook
For wealth or a name with a sound.
You are welcome to amble your ways
Aspirers to place or to glory;
May big bells jangle your praise,
And golden pens blazon your story !
For me, let me dwell in my nook,
Here, by the curve of this brook,
That croons to the tune of my book,
Whose melody wafts me for ever
On the waves of an unseen river.
To divert myself from a troublesome Fancy, 'tis
but to run to ray Books ; they presently fix me to
them, and drive the other out of my Thoughts ; they
always receive me with the same kindness.
Michel de Montaigne.
Who, having a grateful heart, can forget these
things, or deny the Blessedness of Books?
Robert Chambers, 1802-1871.
Next to a friend's discourse, no morsel is more
delicious than a ripe book.
A. Bronson Alcott.
May blessings be upon the head of Cadmus, the
Phoenicians, or whoever it was that invented books.
I own that I am disposed to say grace upon twenty
other occasions in the course of the day besides my
dinner. I want a form for setting out upon a pleas-
ant walk, for a moonlight ramble, for a friendly
meeting, or a solved problem. Why have we none
for books, those spiritual repasts — a grace before
Milton — a grace before Shakespeare — a devo-
tional exercise proper to be said before reading the
It is ... a pure and unmixed pleasure to have a
goodly volume lying before you, and to know that
you may open it if you please.
Thomas Love Peacock.
In House Beautiful Magazine^ February, 1904:
Blest be he who gives me books —
Friends of winter's inglenooks.
Weaving garlands scent with May,
When without the skies are gray.
And as for me, tho that I konne but lyte,
On bokes for to rede I me delyte.
The Beauty of the house is Order,
The Blessing of the house is Contentment,
The Glory of the house is Hospitality,
The Crown of the house is Godliness.
A House Blessing, unidentified.
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