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No.11.
wilt thou not haply saie
Truth needs no collour with his collour fixt,
Beautie no pensell, beauties truth to lay:
But best is best, if neuer intermixt
Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?
Excuse not silence so, for’t lies in thee,
To make him much out-liue a gilded tombe:
And to be praised of ages yet to be.
Then do thy office
Contents of No. 11 (not included in the original text)
- Is Chaucer Irreligious? by Eleanor Baldwin
- The Poets-Laureate by Charlotte Newell
- The Music of Language in 'Venus and Adonis' by S. E. Bengough
- The Source of Browning's Optimism by Mary M. Cohen
- Newton's Brain by Jakub Arbes, translated by Josef Jiří Král
- Some Notable American Verse by Helen A. Clarke
- Notes and News
- London Literaria by William G. Kingsland
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