The Diary of a Goose GirlThe Diary of a GooseGirlby Kate Douglas Wiggin1- Page 2-The Diary of a Goose GirlTHORNYCROFT FARM, nearBarbury Green, July 1, 190-.In alluding to myself as a Goose Girl, I am using only the most modestof my titles; for I am also a poultry-maid, a tender of Belgian hares andrabbits, and a shepherdess; but I particularly fancy the role of Goose Girl,because it recalls the German fairy tales of my early youth, when I always...
THE SIX ENNEADSby Plotinustranslated by Stephen MacKenna and B. S. PageTHE FIRST ENNEAD.FIRST TRACTATE.THE ANIMATE AND THE MAN.1. Pleasure and distress, fear and courage, desire and aversion, where have these affections and experiences their seat? Clearly, either in the Soul alone, or in the Soul as employing the body, or in some third entity deriving from both. And for this third entity, again, there are two possible modes: it might be either a blend or a distinct form due to the blending. And what applies to the affections applies also to whatsoever acts, physical or mental, spring from them. We have, therefore, to examine discursive-reason and the ordinary mental action upon
A New England Girlhoodby Lucy LarcomI dedicated this sketchTo my girlfriends in general;And in particularTo my namesake-niece,Lucy Larcom Spaulding.Happy those early days, when IShined in my angel-infancy!When on some gilded cloud or flowerMy gazing soul would dwell an hour,And in those weaker glories spySome shadows of eternity:Before I taught my tongue to woundMy conscience by a sinful sound;But felt through all this fleshy dressBright shoots of everlastingness.HENRY VAUGHANThe thought of our past years in me doth breedPerpetual benediction.WORDSWORTHPREFACETHE following sketch was written for the young, at the suggestion of friends....
THE CANTERBURY PILGRIMSThe summer moon, which shines in so many a tale, was beaming overa broad extent of uneven country. Some of its brightest rays wereflung into a spring of water, where no traveller, toiling, as thewriter has, up the hilly road beside which it gushes, ever failedto quench his thirst. The work of neat hands and considerate artwas visible about this blessed fountain. An open cistern, hewnand hollowed out of solid stone, was placed above the waters,which filled it to the brim, but by some invisible outlet wereconveyed away without dripping down its sides. Though the basinhad not room for another drop, and the continual gush of water...
The PondsSometimes, having had a surfeit of human society and gossip, andworn out all my village friends, I rambled still farther westwardthan I habitually dwell, into yet more unfrequented parts of thetown, "to fresh woods and pastures new," or, while the sun wassetting, made my supper of huckleberries and blueberries on FairHaven Hill, and laid up a store for several days. The fruits do notyield their true flavor to the purchaser of them, nor to him whoraises them for the market. There is but one way to obtain it, yetfew take that way. If you would know the flavor of huckleberries,ask the cowboy or the partridge. It is a vulgar error to suppose...
THE UNKNOWN GUESTTHE UNKNOWNGUESTMAURICE MAETERLINCKTranslated by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos1- Page 2-THE UNKNOWN GUESTINTRODUCTION1My Essay on Death[1] led me to make a conscientious enquiry into thepresent position of the great mystery, an enquiry which I haveendeavoured to render as complete as possible. I had hoped that a singlevolume would be able to contain the result of these investigations, which, I...
THE GOLDEN THRESHOLDTHE GOLDENTHRESHOLDBy Sarojini Naidu1- Page 2-THE GOLDEN THRESHOLDINTRODUCTIONIt is at my persuasion that these poems are now published. Theearliest of them were read to me in London in 1896, when the writer wasseventeen; the later ones were sent to me from India in 1904, when shewas twenty-five; and they belong, I think, almost wholly to those twoperiods. As they seemed to me to have an individual beauty of their own,...
The Bravo of Venice - A Romanceby M. G. LewisINTRODUCTION.Matthew Gregory Lewis, who professed to have translated this romanceout of the German, very much, I believe, as Horace Walpole professedto have taken The Castle of Otranto from an old Italian manuscript,was born in 1775 of a wealthy family. His father had an estate inIndia and a post in a Government office. His mother was daughter toSir Thomas Sewell, Master of the Rolls in the reign of George III.She was a young mother; her son Matthew was devoted to her from thefirst. As a child he called her "Fanny," and as a man held firmlyby her when she was deserted by her husband. From Westminster...
ContentsIntroduction1. The Cyclone2. The Council with the Munchkins3. How Dorothy Saved the Scarecrow4. The Road Through the Forest5. The Rescue of the Tin Woodman6. The Cowardly Lion7. The Journey to the Great Oz8. The Deadly Poppy Field9. The Queen of the Field Mice10. The Guardian of the Gates11. The Emerald City of Oz...
MRS. BULLFROGIt makes me melancholy to see how like fools some very sensiblepeople act in the matter of choosing wives. They perplex theirjudgments by a most undue attention to little niceties ofpersonal appearance, habits, disposition, and other trifles whichconcern nobody but the lady herself. An unhappy gentleman,resolving to wed nothing short of perfection, keeps his heart andhand till both get so old and withered that no tolerable womanwill accept them. Now this is the very height of absurdity. Akind Providence has so skilfully adapted sex to sex and the massof individuals to each other, that, with certain obviousexceptions, any male and female may be moderately happy in the...
Lecture XThe Primitive Forms of Legal RemediesIII pass from the early law of procedure in the roman andTeutonic societies to the corresponding branch of another.ancient legal system which has been only just revealed to us, andwhich, so far as its existence was suspected, was supposed untillately to be separated by peculiarly sharp distinctions from allGermanic bodies of usage.Rather more than half of the Senchus Mor is taken up with theLaw of Distress. The Senchus Mor, as I told you, pretends to be aCode of Irish law, and indeed to be that very Code which wasprepared under the influence of St. Patrick upon the introduction...
THE SKETCH BOOKRIP VAN WINKLEA POSTHUMOUS WRITING OF DIEDRICH KNICKERBOCKERby Washington IrvingBy Woden, God of Saxons,From whence comes Wensday, that is Wodensday.Truth is a thing that ever I will keepUnto thylke day in which I creep intoMy sepulchre-CARTWRIGHT.[The following Tale was found among the papers of the lateDiedrich Knickerbocker, an old gentleman of New York, who was verycurious in the Dutch history of the province, and the manners of the...