CHAPTER XV- 



POETS AS INTERPRETERS OF NATURE. 



In our library are many volumes of the best 

 poets. They bear good evidence of having 

 been read. The so-called "Poets' Corner" — 

 the southeast corner — is really the cosiest spot 

 in the room, its easy chair is the invitingest. 

 Ruth has a way of coming from a call or shop- 

 ping and before removing her things, occupying 

 this easy chair and reaching out for her favorite 

 poetic books, indulges or rather revels in them. 

 She says it rests her and helps to "collect her- 

 self." Her looks declare it. She does not 

 read much at such times — a few lines or verses 

 ere her vision is far away, and brain and soul 

 are mingled in thought and feeling and luxuriat- 

 ing to the full. 



Well do we know what rest and refreshment 

 a book can give one in a few minutes ! There 

 is an exquisite mental relish in taking up a fa- 

 vorite author and re-reading for the fiftieth 

 time passages your soul fairly revels in, and 

 every time you read them the old visions and 

 inspirations come again, mayhap not just the 

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