"For courage, for power, for skill, for fighting will, there is nothing on record that holds a candle to Fitz."

"O are you the boy Who would wait on the quay With the silver penny And the apricot tree?"

"Henry is thinking of his lute and of backgammon, Elizabeth follows the waving song, the mystery, Proud in her red wig…"

"Timothy Winters comes to school With eyes as wide as a football-pool, Ears like bombs and teeth like splinters: A bli…"

"At Morning Prayers the Master helves For children less fortunate than ourselves, And the loudest response in the room…"

"They are waiting for me somewhere beyond Eden Rock: My father, twenty-five, in the same suit Of Genuine Irish Tweed, …"

"Leisurely,They beckon to me from the other bank. I hear them call, 'See where the stream-path is! Crossing is not as …"

"Supper was as convivial a meal as our picnic had been. They sang songs for us, sitting round the table, unaccompanied…"

"We passed s and playing-grounds, and heard from open factory windows the magnified cheerfulness of ""."

"This was India, made for her amusement. Even the sun invited her to pour out her gladness, to soak up its immense gen…"