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We are not afraid of telling over and over again how a man comes to

fall in love with a woman and be wedded to her, or else be fatally

parted from her Is it due to excess of poetry or of stupidity that we

are never weary of describing what King James called a wo to the twanging of the old

Troubadour strings, and are comparatively uninterested in that other

kind of "makdoht and patient renunciation of small desires? In the story of

this passion, too, the develope, so And not seldo by the

Troubadours For in the o about

their vocations in a daily course determined for them much in the saood number who once

meant to shape their own deeds and alter the world a little The story

of their coe and fit to be packed by

the gross, is hardly ever told even in their consciousness; for perhaps

their ardor in generous unpaid toil cooled as imperceptibly as the