-Go! His countenance replies.
Hope's music rings in Gelert's eager yelp!
[_The dog swims swiftly away down the tide._]

Now, life and love and death swim out with him!
If he should reach the smack, the men will guess
The dog has left his master in distress.
She taught him in these very waves to swim--
'The prince of pups,' she said, 'for wind and limb'--
And now those lessons come to save--to bless.

ENVOY

(_The day after the rescue: Gelert and his master walking along
the sand._)

'Twas in no glittering tourney's mimic strife,--
'Twas in that bloody fight in Raxton Grove,
While hungry ravens croaked from boughs above,
And frightened blackbirds shrilled the warning fife--
'Twas there, in days when Friendship still was rife.
Mine ancestor who threw the challenge-glove
Conquered and found his foe a soul to love,
Found friendship--Life's great second crown of life.

So I this morning love our North Sea more
Because he fought me well, because these waves
Now weaving sunbows for us by the shore
Strove with me, tossed me in those emerald caves
That yawned above my head like conscious graves--
I love him as I never loved before.

PREFACE TO THIS EDITION

The heart-thought of this hook being the peculiar doctrine in Philip
Aylwin's _Veiled Queen_, and the effect of it upon the fortunes
of the hero and the other characters, the name 'The Renascence of
Wonder' was the first that came to my mind when confronting the
difficult question of finding a name for a book that is at once a
love-story and an expression of a creed. But eventually I decided,
and I think from the worldly point of view wisely, to give it simply
the name of the hero.

The important place in the story, however, taken by this creed did
not escape the most acute and painstaking of the critics. Madame
Galimberti, for instance, in the elaborate study of the book which
she made in the Rivista d' Italia, gave great attention to its
central idea: so did M. Maurice Muret, in the _Journal des
Debats_; so did M. Henri Jacottet in _La Semaine Litteraire_.
Mr. Baker, again, in his recently published work on fiction,
described _Aylwin_ as 'an imaginative romance of modern days,
the moral idea of which is man's attitude in face of the unknown,'
or, as the writer puts it, 'the renascence of wonder.' With regard to
the phrase itself, in the introduction to the latest edition of
Aylwin--the twenty-second edition--I made the