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Text books of art education, v. 2 of 7. Book II, Second Year

Text books of art education, v. 2 of 7. Book II, Second Year

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TEXT BOOKS OF ART EDUCATION

BOOK II. / / SECOND YEAR

BY

HUGO B. FROEHLICH

FORMERLY INSTRUCTOR IN PRATT INSTITUTE BROOKLYN, N. Y.

AND

BONNIE E. SNOW

FORMERLY SUPERVISOR OF DRAWING IN THE PUBLIC SCHOOLS OF MINNEAPOLIS, MINN.

THE PRANG EDUCATIONAL COMPANY
NEW YORK / / BOSTON / / CHICAGO

Copyright, 1904, By
THE PRANG EDUCATIONAL COMPANY.

Acknowledgment.

We are indebted to the publishers, Charles Scribner's Sons, for permission to use the verses, "At the Seaside" (page 46), the lines from "Good and Bad Children" (page 13), and the lines from "Singing" (page 36)—all from "A Child's Garden of Verses," by Robert Louis Stevenson; to the Macmillan Company for the lines by Christina Rossetti (page 16); to Houghton, Mifflin and Company for the stanza from Longfellow's "The Fiftieth Birthday of Agassiz" (page 1).

For the Theory of Color Relations used in these books, special acknowledgment is due to Dr. Denman W. Ross, of Harvard University. The lessons in Design are preparatory to the fuller exposition in the upper books of Dr. Ross's principles of arrangement—Balance, Rhythm and Harmony.


"I took a piece of plastic clay,
And idly fashioned it one day,
And as my fingers pressed it, still
It moved and yielded to my will.
I came again when days were past,—
The bit of clay was hard at last.
The form I gave it still it bore,
But I could change that form no more.
"I took a piece of living clay,
And gently formed it day by day,
And moulded, with my power and art,
A young child's soft and yielding heart.
I came again, when years were gone,—
It was a man I looked upon.
He still that early impress bore,
And I could change it nevermore!"
And Nature, the old nurse, took
The child upon her knee,
Saying; "Here is a story-book
Thy Father has written for thee."

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