THROUGH LIBRARY WINDOWS n 



Because of my culture I am specially indebted. 

 Books have increased my life and beautified 

 and enriched it, and others must share it or I 

 lose its very quintessence of pleasure and 

 power. Books have widened my horizon and 

 heightened my zenith and I must lend a hand to 

 Others that they may see and enter this larger 

 and better world. I am a debtor to my fellows 

 in proportion to my enlargement and enrich- 

 ment. 



This easy flowing poem of Frank Dempster 

 [Williams may fitly supplement our chapter: 



Give me the room whose, every nook 

 Is dedicated to a book, 

 Two windows will suffice for air 

 And grant the light admission there; 

 One looking to the south, and one 

 To speed the red, departing sun. 

 The eastern wall from frieze to plinth 

 Shall be the Poet's labyrinth, 

 Where one may find the lords of rhyme. 

 From Homer's down to Dobson's time; 

 'And at the northern side a space 

 Shall show an open chimney-place, 

 Set round with ancient tiles that tell 

 Some legend old and weave a spell 

 About the firedog-guarded seat, 



