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 44 Where the Forest Murmurs" 



" Fiona Macleod's prose baffles description. It is perhaps 

 hardly prose at all. It is melody in words suggesting scene- as 

 much by sound as by the passage of ideas. . . . But it is, when 

 all analysis is ended , something quite alone : pure music of a 

 strange and curious quality, that is neither prose nor poetry, 

 but thrilling with the pain and passion of a Gaelic chant." — The 

 Contemporary Review. 



" Beyond any other writer whom one may allege for the 

 comparison, this writer has chosen to saturate her work in 

 beauty. The sense of it is, for her, a perpetual touchstone— a 

 touchstone for the apperception of sheer natural presences, of 

 dream and vision and intimation, of that miraculous and super- 

 sensuous world in which the spirit of the essential mystic has its 

 intensest life. . . . She has played, from the first, ' upon the 

 silent flutes, upon the nerves wherein the soul sits enmeshed.' 

 Always she has made her command over beauty serve the needs 

 of an exquisite spiritual consciousness."— Mr. Lawrence Oilman 

 in The North American Review. 



"Fiona Macleod had imagination and sympathy of a rare 

 kind, and will rank high among the writers of sonorous and 

 beautiful English."— The Speaker. 



"In a slipshod, slapdash age, there is a great relief to be 

 found in books like this, with its exquisite sense of style, its 

 almost supersensitive feeling for the beauty of words. . . . 

 Where the Forest Murmurs is haunting and unforgettable. It 



