Poetry.
TEE NIGHTINGALE. "BELIEVE ME, LOVE, IT WAS THE NIGHTINGALE." WITHIN a roadside dingle late I stood, In the deep hush and middle of the night, Beneath unwhispering birches,......
Art.
ARCHITECTURE AT THE ACADEMY. FEW people reach the Architectural Room at the Academy before they are blind with pictures, and outside the profession very few, even if they go......
Charlotte Corday And The Executioner.
[To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR."] SIR, — In a notice of Miss van Alstine's "Life of Charlotte Corday" (Spectator, May 31st) the writer says :—" We do not remember to have seen......
The Women's Club.
1To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR."] SIR,—May I appeal again this year for the Women's Club in Tabard Street, which draws so much of its sustenance from readers of the Spectator......
Lux Mundt.
[To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR."] SIR,—Many of your readers, and those especially who have been troubled by certain passages in "Lux Mundt" will be grateful to you for your......
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