ENDYMION: A POETIC ROMANCEby John KeatsPREFACE"The stretched metre of an antique song"INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTONPREFACEKNOWING within myself the manner in which this Poem has beenproduced, it is not without a feeling of regret that I make it public.What manner I mean, will be quite clear to the reader, who must soonperceive great inexperience, immaturity, and every error denoting afeverish attempt, rather than a deed accomplished. The two firstbooks, and indeed the two last, I feel sensible are not of suchcompletion as to warrant their passing the press; nor should they if I...
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE BISHOP OF BORGLUM AND HIS WARRIORSby Hans Christian AndersenOUR scene is laid in Northern Jutland, in the so-called "wildmoor." We hear what is called the "Wester-wow-wow"- the peculiarroar of the North Sea as it breaks against the western coast ofJutland. It rolls and thunders with a sound that penetrates formiles into the land; and we are quite near the roaring. Before usrises a great mound of sand- a mountain we have long seen, and towardswhich we are wending our way, driving slowly along through the deepsand. On this mountain of sand is a lofty old building- the convent of...
29 BCTHE GEORGICSby VirgilGEORGIC IWhat makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how tend the steer;What pains for cattle-keeping, or what proofOf patient trial serves for thrifty bees;-Such are my themes.O universal lightsMost glorious! ye that lead the gliding yearAlong the sky, Liber and Ceres mild,If by your bounty holpen earth once changedChaonian acorn for the plump wheat-ear,And mingled with the grape, your new-found gift,...
Found At Blazing Starby Bret HarteThe rain had only ceased with the gray streaks of morning atBlazing Star, and the settlement awoke to a moral sense ofcleanliness, and the finding of forgotten knives, tin cups, andsmaller camp utensils, where the heavy showers had washed away thedebris and dust heaps before the cabin doors. Indeed, it wasrecorded in Blazing Star that a fortunate early riser had oncepicked up on the highway a solid chunk of gold quartz which therain had freed from its incumbering soil, and washed into immediateand glittering popularity. Possibly this may have been the reasonwhy early risers in that locality, during the rainy season, adopted...
The Lily of the Valleyby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONTo Monsieur J. B. Nacquart,Member of the Royal Academy of Medicine.Dear DoctorHere is one of the most carefully hewn stones in thesecond course of the foundation of a literary edifice which I haveslowly and laboriously constructed. I wish to inscribe your nameupon it, as much to thank the man whose science once saved me asto honor the friend of my daily life.De Balzac.THE LILY OF THE VALLEYENVOIFelix de Vandenesse to Madame la Comtesse Natalie de Manerville:...
10,000 Dreams Interpretedby Gustavus Hindman Miller``In a dream, in a vision of the night, whendeep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings uponthe bed; then he openeth the ears of men andsealeth their instruction that he may withdrawman from his purpose, and hide pride from man.'Job xxxiii., 15.PREFACE.``Dreams are rudiments of the great state to come.We dream what is about to happen.'BAILEY,The Bible, as well as other great books of historical andrevealed religion, shows traces of a general and substantialbelief in dreams. Plato, Goethe, Shakespeare and Napoleonassigned to certain dreams prophetic value. Joseph saw...
POMPEY106-48 B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenTHE people of Rome seem to have entertained for Pompey from hischildhood the same affection that Prometheus, in the tragedy ofAeschylus, expresses for Hercules, speaking of him as the author ofhis deliverance, in these words:-"Ah cruel Sire! how dear thy son to me!The generous offspring of my enemy!"For on the one hand, never did the Romans give such demonstrationsof a vehement and fierce hatred against any of their generals asthey did against Strabo, the father of Pompey; during whose...
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE LAST PEARLby Hans Christian AndersenWE are in a rich, happy house, where the master, the servants, thefriends of the family are full of joy and felicity. For on this daya son and heir has been born, and mother and child are doing well. Thelamp in the bed-chamber had been partly shaded, and the windows werecovered with heavy curtains of some costly silken material. The carpetwas thick and soft, like a covering of moss. Everything invited toslumber, everything had a charming look of repose; and so the nursehad discovered, for she slept; and well she might sleep, while...
The Diary of a Goose Girlby Kate Douglas WigginTHORNYCROFT FARM, near Barbury Green, July 1, 190-.In alluding to myself as a Goose Girl, I am using only the mostmodest of my titles; for I am also a poultry-maid, a tender ofBelgian hares and rabbits, and a shepherdess; but I particularlyfancy the role of Goose Girl, because it recalls the German fairytales of my early youth, when I always yearned, but never hoped, tobe precisely what I now am.As I was jolting along these charming Sussex roads the other day, afat buff pony and a tippy cart being my manner of progression, Ichanced upon the village of Barbury Green.One glance was enough for any woman, who, having eyes to see, could...
The Life of Thomas Telford by Smilesby Samuel Smiles"Let us travel, and wherever we find no facility fortravelling from a city to a town, from a village to ahamlet, we may pronounce the people to be barbarous"Abbe Raynal"The opening up of the internal communications of acountry is undoubtedly the first and most importantelement of its growth in commerce and civilization"Richard CobdenCONTENTSPrefaceEARLY ROADS AND MODES OF TRAVELLINGCHAPTER I. Old RoadsRoads as agents of civilizationTheir important usesAncient British trackways or ridgewaysThe Romans and their roads in Britain...
NEW BURLESQUESNEW BURLESQUESby Bret Harte1- Page 2-NEW BURLESQUESCHAPTER IRUDOLPH OF TRULYRURALANIAWhen I state that I was own brother to Lord Burleydon, had an incomeof two thousand a year, could speak all the polite languages fluently, was apowerful swordsman, a good shot, and could ride anything from anelephant to a clotheshorse, I really think I have said enough to satisfy anyfeminine novel-reader of Bayswater or South Kensington that I was a hero....
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE BIRD OF POPULAR SONGby Hans Christian AndersenIT is winter-time. The earth wears a snowy garment, and looks likemarble hewn out of the rock; the air is bright and clear; the windis sharp as a well-tempered sword, and the trees stand like branchesof white coral or blooming almond twigs, and here it is keen as on thelofty Alps.The night is splendid in the gleam of the Northern Lights, andin the glitter of innumerable twinkling stars.But we sit in the warm room, by the hot stove, and talk aboutthe old times. And we listen to this story:...