The door was opened and I saw you there And for the first time heard you speak my name, Then like the sun your sweetness overcame My shy and shadowy mood; I was aware That joy was hidden in your happy hair, And that for you love held no hint of shame; My eyes caught light from yours, within whose flame Humor and passion have an equal share. How many times since then have I not seen Your great eyes widen when you talk of love, And darken slowly with a far desire; How many times since then your soul has been Clear to my gaze as curving skies above, Wearing like them a raiment made of fire. To S EUNICE TIETJENS From my life's outer orbit, where the night That bounds my knowledge still is pierced through By far-off singing planets such as you, Whose faint, sweet voices come to me like light In disembodied beauty, keen and bright,-- From this far orbit to my nearer view You came one day, grown tangible and true And warm with sympathy and fair with sight. Then I who still had loved your distant voice, Your songs, shot through with beauty and with tears And woven magic of the wistful years, I felt the listless heart of me rejoice And stir again, that had lain stunned so long, Since I had you, yourself a living song. The Critics' Critic AGNES REPPLIER ON POPULAR EDUCATION Through all of Miss Repplier's latest essays in _The Atlantic_ runs a note of appeal for the sterner virtues, which she thinks are in danger of dying out under modern conditions. So persistently is this note, admirable in itself, sounded, that we wonder if it doesn't hark back a bit to Sparta, and the casting away of the unfit. When it comes to the question of an education broad enough to fit the needs of every child, we may all pause and take a deep breath. We may not approve of a school of moving pictures, advocated by Judge Lindsey, and yet we may not wish to go to the other extreme of severe discipline advocated by Miss Repplier. If only all children were of exactly the same type, so that the same kind of schooling would suffice for all their needs! Or even if they could come from the same kind of homes with more or less similar ideals!