ype used by William Morris.

[Sidenote: This is the Troy type]

The following passages are given to show the Troy & Chaucer types, and
four initials that were designed for the Froissart, but never used.

The land is a little land, Sirs, too much shut up within the narrow
seas, as it seems, to have much space for swelling into hugeness:
there are no great wastes overwhelming in their dreariness, no great
solitudes of forests, no terrible untrodden mountain-walls: all is
measured, mingled, varied, gliding easily one thing into another:
little rivers, little plains, swelling, speedily-changing uplands,
all beset with handsome orderly trees; little hills, little
mountains, netted over with the walls of sheep-walks: all is little;
yet not foolish and blank, but serious rather, and abundant of
meaning for such as choose to seek it: it is neither prison, nor
palace, but a decent home.

All which I neither praise nor blame, but say that so it is: some
people praise this homeliness overmuch, as if the land were the very
axle-tree of the world; so do not I, nor any unblinded by pride in
themselves and all that belongs to them: others there are who scorn
it and the tameness of it: not I any the more: though it would
indeed be hard if there were nothing else in the world, no wonders,
no terrors, no unspeakable beauties. Yet when we think what a small
part of the world's history, past, present, & to come, is this land
we live in, and how much smaller still in the history of the arts, &
yet how our forefathers clung to it, and with what care and

[Sidenote: This is the Chaucer type]

pains they adorned it, this unromantic, uneventful-looking land of
England, surely by this too our hearts may be touched and our hope
quickened.

For as was the land, such was the art of it while folk yet troubled
themselves about such things; it strove little to impress people
either by pomp or ingenuity: not unseldom it fell into commonplace,
rarely it rose into majesty; yet was it never oppressive, never a
slave's nightmare or an insolent boast: & at its best it had an
inventiveness, an individuality, that grander styles have never
overpassed: its best too, and that was in its very heart, was given
as freely to the yeoman's house, and the humble village church, as
to the lord's palace or the mighty cathedral: never coarse, though
often rude enough, sweet, natural & unaffecte