t;; from Freemans quot;ory of Europequot; to Emertons quot;Middle Ages.quot; t book t gave me any real sense of tory ons quot;orld ory,quot;  is no longer considered valid, yet I  it ever since as one of my treasures. From it I learned o land and built great cities,  rulers, eartitans, put everyt, and es of  nations pioneered in art and knoier gro as it  of a degenerate age, and rose again, like ty, tolerance and education t and tion of the whole world.

    In my college reading I  familiar erature. ts strengty, and trution, boterature. t, sledge- everyt  is not to impress ot because   if  find an outlet for ts t burn in his soul.

    too, terature a fine reserve s cion I find in it of tency of  pervades all German literature and is mystically expressed in Goet;Faustquot;: All transitory But as symbols are sent. Earto event. t is done. the oman Soul leads us upward and on!

    Of all ters t I . trike one like a keen blast of sea air. Alfred de Musset is impossible! I admire Victor e icism; t one of my literary passions. But  poets of all great nations are interpreters of eternal t reverently folloo ty and truth and Goodness are one.

    I am afraid I ten too muc my book-friends, and yet I ioned only t; and from t one mig my circle of friends ed and undemocratic, e pleasure in ties and surprises of ness and t of lily and rose in tier for itude. I kneoo, loved  into  all manner of  , tt for y. I love all ers ains of joy and good y.

    In a erature is my Utopia.