Mrs. Meynell describes herself in one of these poems as a singer of a single mood. Some of her critics have taken her at her word and saved themselves some trouble thereby in their task of appreciation. But as a matter of fact, she should not be taken at her own modest estimate, for her one mood is such a pervasive one, such a large and sane mood, that it pays to look at more than one aspect of life through its coloring. And in truth, besides her better-known poems which need no further mention here, _The Lady Poverty_ and _Renouncement_, for example, there will be found within the small compass of her beautifully-housed collection of verse many aspects of nature, all of them instinct with a mystic shimmer of life, as well as aspects of the innermost life of man which it is given to few spirits to sing in words--only, in fact, to those spirits whose effort it is to make their poetry Plain, behind oracles ... and past All symbols, simple; perfect, heavenly-wild, The song some loaded poets reach at last-- The kings that found a Child. To have the sense of creative activity is the great happiness and the great proof of being alive, and it is not denied to criticism to have it; but then criticism must be sincere, simple, flexible, ardent, ever widening its knowledge.--Matthew Arnold in _Essays in Criticism_ (First Series). An Ancient Radical WILLIAM L. CHENERY _Euripides and His Age_, by Gilbert Murray. [Henry Holt and Company, New York.] The "conspiracy of silence" which oppressed the youth of those of us who were born in the late Victorian era never seems more hateful than when some master hand connects the present labors of liberty with the strivings of the infinite past. In some fashion the dominating spirits of a generation ago contrived to make the struggles for human freedom appear as ugly isolated episodes without precursors or ancestry. They forgot the Shelleys and the Godwins and they even denied the significance of the classic forerunners of today's ardent prophets.