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# The Book of Scottish Song/The Tweed

The Tweed.
[W. Alexander.]
"If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon light."—Scott.
Oh, ha'e ye seen the Tweed while the moon shone bright, And the stars gemmed the sky wi' their siller light? If ye ha'ena seen it, then Half its sweets ye canna ken Oh, gae back and look again On a shining night!
Oh, ha'e ye seen the Tweed when the cloister and isle In the long shadows slept of the mouldering pile? Oh the fondest canna deem What that silent scene doth seem Till beneath pale Cynthia's beam He hath gazed awhile!
Oh, ha'e ye seen the Tweed when the moon's in the cloud— When the dark waves are rolling baith fierce and loud? Oh, beware ilk wizard den, For in sooth ye mayna ken, What spirits roam the glen 'Neath their dusky shroud! ​Oh, ha'e ye seen the Tweed when the moon's gane down— When the sun caps ilk hill wi' a gowden crown? Oh, ye'd pause in fix'd delight, As bursts upon the sight 'Neath the Eildons, spreading bright, The landscape roun'!
But ha'e ye seen the maidens who trip the green, Wi' their tempting lips and their sparkling e'en? Let the Tweed be e'er so fair, Still there's something dearer there, What were a' the riggs o' Yair To my winsome quean!
Oh, ha'e ye seen the Tweed while the moon shone bright, And the stars gemm'd the sky wi' their siller light? If ye ha'ena seen it, then Half it's sweets ye canna ken, Oh, gae back and look again On a shining night!
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Vale of Clyde

The Vale of Clyde.
[John Struthers.—Tune, "Gramachree."]
Admiring nature's simple charms, I left my humble home, Awhile my country's peaceful plains With pilgrim step to roam: I mark'd the leafy summer wave On flowing Irvine's side, But richer far's the robe she wears Within the vale of Clyde. ​I roam'd the braes of bonnie Doon, The winding banks of Ayr, Where flutters many a small bird gay, Blooms many a flow'ret fair; But dearer far to me the stem That once was Calder's pride, And blossoms now, the fairest flower, Within the vale of Clyde.
Avaunt! thou life-repressing north! Ye withering east winds too! But come, thou all-reviving west, Breathe soft thy genial dew; Until at length, in peaceful age, This lovely floweret shed Its last green leaf upon my tomb, Within the vale of Clyde.
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Waits

The Waits.
[Richard Gall.—The Waits are little bands of musicians, who perambulate the streets at midnight, for some time before and after the Christmas and New-Year festivities.]
Wha's this, wi' voice o' music sweet, Sae early wakes the weary wight? O weel I ken them by their sough, The wand'ring minstrels o' the night. O weel I ken their bonnie lilts, Their sweetest notes o' melody, Fu' aft they've thrill'd out through my saul, And gart the tear fill ilka e'e.
O, sweetest minstrels! weet your pipe, A tender soothin' note to blaw; Syne souf the "Broom o' Cowdenknowes," Or "Roslin Castle's" ruined wa'. They bring to mind the happy days, Fu' aft I've spent wi' Jenny dear:— Ah! now ye touch the very note, That gars me sigh, and drap a tear.
Your fremit lilts I downa bide, They never yield a charm for me: Unlike our ain, by nature made, Unlike the saft delight they gi'e; For weel I ween they warm the breast, Though sair oppress'd wi' poortith cauld; An' sae an auld man's heart they cheer, He tines the thought that he is auld.
O, sweetest minstrels! halt a wee, Anither lilt afore ye gang; An' syne I'll close my waukrife e'e, Enraptured wi' your bonnie sang. They're gane! the moon begins to dawn; They're weary paidlin' through the weet: They're gane! but on my ravished ear, The dying sounds yet thrill fu' sweet.
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Totums

The Totums.
[Written and sung to the tune of "Todlin' Hame," by Archibald Cochrane, a well-known eccentric character in Glasgow, who died a few years back. The song is supposed to be the ditty of a road-mender, and honest John's antipathy to steam-boats may be accounted for from the fact, that when they were introduced on the Clyde, many of the roads to the western coast became deserted, and the road-maker's avocation, of course, either altogether or partially dispensed with in these localities.]
Contented wi' Maggie, how blythe ha'e I been, This seventeen towmonds we've met aye at e'en; Though whiles we fa' out, yet we quickly agree, A kiss turns the difference 'tween Maggie and me. Though steam-boats are against us we maunna complain, For our twa bits o' totums are todlin' their lane.
Nae bills I've to pay, nor nae heart-racking fyke, But to cairney up stanes, at the side of the dyke; I'm pleased to see them break, and the vivid sparks fly, But gloom at the steam-boats as they're passing by. But tho' they're against me I maunna complain, For my twa bits o' totums are todlin' their lane.
So I'll sing "Captain Glen," wi' a heart fu' o' glee, And be join'd by the mavis that sings on yon tree; It warbles sae sweet, makes my hammer stand still, A' join in the tune, e'en the wee wimpling rill. Steam-boats may afflict me, but I'll ne'er complain, For my twa bits o' totums are todlin' their lane.
So sang honest John, as he splinter'd a stane, Till twa bairns wi' his breakfast cam' todlin' their lane; They cam' todlin' their lane, arms round ither so fain, And the twa bits o' totumis cam' todlin' their lane. They cam' todlin' their lane, arms round ither so fain, And the twa bits o' totums cam' todlin' their lane.
"Hey, daddy dear, here's your parritch quite het, Mam struck Jock wi' the spurtle for starting the pat," "Whisht, bairnie," says he, and his bonnet he raised, Look'd up to the sky, while the Giver he praised: Leaves a soup to the dog, hands the cog back again, And the twa bits o' totums gaed todlin' hame.
The sun it looks blythe, o'er Coirlick sae hie, I'll meet my ain wife, wi' the smile in her e'e; She'll ha'e Jean at her fit, and Tam in her lap, And she'll toddle to meet me, when I'm at the slap. Collie's bark welcomes me to a clean hearth stane, Where my twa bits o' totums gang todlin' their lane.
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Trystin' Tree 1

The Trystin’ Tree.
[E. Conolly.—First printed in the Edinburgh Intelligencer for December, 16th, 1840.]
We sat beneath the trystin' tree, The bonnie dear auld trystin' tree, Whaur Harry tauld in early youth, His tender tale o' love to me, An' walth o' wedded happiness Has been our blessed lot sinsyne, Though foreign lands, lang twenty years, Ha'e been my Harry's hame an' mine. Wi' gratefu' glow at ilka heart, An' joyfu' tears in ilka e'e, We sat again, fond lovers still, Beneath the bonnie trystin' tree.
We gaz'd upon the trystin' tree, Its branches spreading far an' wide, An' thocht upon the bonnie bairns That blest our blythe bit ingle-side; The strappin' youth wi' martial mien, The maiden mild wi' gowden hair, They pictur'd what oursels' had been, Whan first we fondly trysted there; Wi' gratefu' glow at ilka heart, An' joyfu' tears in ilka e'e, We blest the hour that e'er we met Beneath the dear auld trystin' tree!
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Trystin' Tree 2

The Trystin’ Tree.
[By William Air Foster, formerly of Coldstream, now of Glasgow.—Here first printed.]
The birk grows green on Kennel banks, Brume flowers on Coldstream braes, The plantains fair on Corn'el haughs Ha'e on their summer claes. Tweed, rowin' in the gloamin light That streams on haugh and lea, Sheds beauty owre the landscape bright, Around the trystin' tree.
The merle likes the slae buss weel, Whar grows the berry blue, The muirfool likes the heather bell, Whan draiket wi' the dew; And weel I lo'e the bonnie lad That couppit hearts wi' me, Whan seated, on yon summer night, Beneath the trystin' tree.
A' nature wears a summer hue: The sun sinks down serene, The lamb sports round the bleatin' ewe, On bonnie Kennel green; The mavis frae the auld kirk brae Pours out his nttes wi' glee, And the laverock twits a merry lay Aboon the trystin' tree.
Then wha wad hunt for warld's gear, Or sacrifice for gain? The hame spot hearts aye haud sae dear Whan far across the main. For lordly walth and a' its fyke, I'm sure I wadna gi'e The kiss I gat frae him I like Beneath the trystin' tree.
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Trysting Tree

The Trysting Tree.
[Alex. Laing.—Here printed for the first time. Air, "The bonniest lass in a' the warld."]
The evening sun has closed the day, An' silence sleeps on hill an' plain; The yellow moon is on her way Wi' a' her glinting starry train. The moment dear to love an' me— The happy moment now is near, When by our lonely trysting tree, I'll meet my lov'd Eliza dear.
Where mild the vernal mornings rise, An' meek the summer e'enings fa'; Where soft the breeze of autumn sighs, An' light the blasts o' winter blaw; Where Keithock winds her wavy stream, By birken tree an' blooming thorn; Of love an' bliss we fondly dream, Till often dawns the early morn.
Her voice like warbled music sweet, Would lead the minstrels of the grove; Her form, where a' the graces meet, Would melt the caldest heart to love; Her wistfu' look, an' winning smile, So sweetly fain, so chastely gay, Would sorrow's mirkest hour beguile, And chase the deepest grief away.
My lov'd Eliza! wert thou mine! My ain endear'd—endearing wife, How blest! around thy heart to twine, In a' the changing scenes of life: Though beauty, fancy, rapture, flies When age his chilling touch imparts; Yet time, while breaking other ties, Will closer bind our hands and hearts.
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Unhappy Father

The Unhappy Father.
[Alexander Laing.]
Ah! lassie, I think wi' a sair broken heart, On the licht happy time that's awa'; When smiling ye sat on your fond mither's knee, An' prattl'd an' lisped—"mamma,"— On the blythe happy days when ye play'd on the green, An' when I unyoked my team: How ye left a' your play-things an' totter'd an' ran, An' met me at e'en coming hame.
O, then I was happy, an' fond were the hopes Affection sae feelingly drew; The fears o' the future that vext me at times, A' fled when I thocht upon you: ​I thocht gin I liv'd to be helpless an' auld, Gin second childhood I should see— Should providence spare, I had ane growin' up, Wad then be a parent to me.
I taught you betimes, as a father should do, The path o' true virtue to prize; An' as far as I could, wi' the precepts I gave, I gave you example likewise; An' duly at morning an' evening I pray'd, That gudeness wad aye be your guide— But ye've chosen to walk i' your ain wilfu' ways, And the blessing has yet been denied.
Ye've left me to see that I've rested my hopes, On the perishing faith of a dream; The dawn o' your promise—the day-spring o' life, Ye've clouded wi' sin an' wi' shame. Oh! lassie, I think wi' a sair broken heart, On the licht happy time that's awa'; When smiling ye sat on your fond mither's knee, An' prattl'd an' lisped—"mamma!"
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Waefu' Heart

The Waefu’ Heart.
[Miss Blamire.—This is given in the third volume of Johnson's Museum, and Mr. Stenhouse says there, that both the words and music were taken from a single sheet published in London about the year 1788.]
Gin livin' worth could win my heart, You would not speak in vain; But in the darksome grave it's laid, Never to rise again. My waefu' heart lies low wi' his, Whose heart was only mine; And, oh! what a heart was that to lose— But I maun no repine. ​Yet, oh! gin heaven in mercy soon Would grant the boon I crave, And take this life, now naething worth, Sin' Jamie's in his grave! And see, his gentle spirit comes, To show me on my way; Surprised, nae doubt, I still am here, Sair wondering at my stay.
I come, I come, my Jamie dear And, oh, wi' what gude will I follow, wheresoe'er ye lead! Ye canna lead to ill. She said, and soon a deadly pale Her faded cheek possess'd; Her waefu' heart forgot to beat; Her sorrows sunk to rest.
# Tempel v. United States

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United States Supreme Court
248 U.S. 121
Tempel v. United States
Argued: Nov. 5, 1917. --- Decided: Dec 9, 1918
Messrs. Timothy F. Mullen and Thomas B. Lantry, both of Chicago, Ill., for plaintiff in error.
[Argument of Counsel from page 122 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Solicitor General Davis, for the United States.
Mr. Justice BRANDEIS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Tempest (1918) Yale/Appendix C

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APPENDIX C
Suggestions for Collateral Reading
S. T. Coleridge, 'Notes on the Tempest,' in Notes and Lectures upon Shakespeare (1849).
J. R. Lowell, 'Shakespeare once more,' in Among my Books, First Series (1870).
Stopford A. Brooke, On Ten Plays of Shakespeare, chapter 10, 'The Tempest.' (1905.)
​Ernest Renan, Caliban, suite de la Tempête, drame philosophique (1878).
Robert Browning, 'Caliban upon Setebos or, Natural Theology in the Island,' in Dramatis Personæ (1864).
# Temco Electric Motor Company v. Apco Mfg Company

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United States Supreme Court
275 U.S. 319
Temco Electric Motor Company v. Apco Mfg Company
Argued: Oct. 18, 1927. --- Decided: Jan 3, 1928
[Syllabus from pages 319-321 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. H. A. Toulmin and H. A. Toulmin, Jr., both of Dayton, Ohio, for petitioner.
Messrs. Clifford L. Anderson, of Atlanta, Ga., and M. A. Keller, of New York City, for respondent.
Mr. Chief Justice TAFT delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Tempest

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* The Tempest, a play by William Shakespeare (1610–1611)
* The Tempest, an opera by John Christopher Smith (1756)
* "The Tempest", traditional Scottish song (1802 or earlier).
* "The Tempest," in Tales from Shakspeare, by Charles and Mary Lamb (1807)
* "The Tempest," by William Hazlitt in Characters of Shakespear's Plays (1817)
* "The Tempest" from Stories from Old English Poetry by Abby Sage Richardson (1871)
* "The Tempest", by Dora Sigerson Shorter in The Collected Poems of Dora Sigerson Shorter (1907)
* "A Tempest", a poem by Emily Dickinson
* "The Tempest", a poem by Adam Mickiewicz (1917)
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* "Tempest, The," in The Encyclopedia Americana, New York: The Encyclopedia Americana Corporation (1920)
# Tempest (1918) Yale

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Part of The Yale Shakespeare series.
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∵ The Yale Shakespeare ∵
THE TEMPEST
EDITED BY CHAUNCEY B. TINKER
NEW HAVEN · YALE UNIVERSITY PRESS LONDON · HUMPHREY MILFORD OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS · MCMXXII
Copyright, 1918 By Yale University Press
First published, August, 1918 Second printing, February, 1922
TABLE OF CONTENTS :
| | PAGE |
| The Text | 1 |
| Act I | 1 |
| Act II | 25 |
| Act III | 45 |
| Act IV | 59 |
| Act V | 70 |
| Epilogue | 83 |
| Notes | 84 |
| Appendix A. Sources of the Play | 89 |
| Appendix B. The History of the Play | 92 |
| Appendix C. Suggestions for Collateral Reading | 94 |
| Appendix D. The Text of the Present Edition | 95 |
| Index of Words Glossed | 97 |
The facsimile opposite represents the title-page of the 1623 Folio edition of Shakespeare’s plays, in which 'The Tempest' occupies first place. The photograph is made from the Elizabethan Club copy. On the page facing the title the Folio has the following note, signed with Ben Jonson's initials:—
'To the Reader. This Figure, that thou here seest put, It was for gentle Shakespeare cut: Wherein the Grauer had a strife with Nature, to out-doo the life: O, could he but haue drawne his wit As well in brasse, as he hath hit His face, the Print would then surpasse All, that was euer writ in brasse. But, since he cannot, Reader, looke Not on his Picture, but his Booke.
B. I.'
THE YALE SHAKESPEARE
Edited by
Wilbur L. CrossTucker Brooke
Willard Higley Durham
Published under the Direction
of the
Department of English, Yale University,
on the Fund
Given to the Yale University Press in 1917
by the Members of the
Kingsley Trust Association
To Commemorate the Seventy-Fifth Anniversary
of the Founding of the Society
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# Tempest (1918) Yale/Appendix D

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APPENDIX D
The Text of the Present Edition
The text of the present volume is, by permission of the Oxford University Press, that of the Oxford Shakespeare, edited by the late W. J. Craig, except for the following deviations:
1. The stage-directions of the first Folio have been restored as far as possible, with necessary modern additions in square brackets.
2. The spelling of a few words is altered, as boatswain for boson; bowsprit for boresprit; burthen for burden; mo for more; o' for of; th' for the; farther for further; villainous for villanous.
3. A number of unnecessary commas have been omitted.
4. The following passages. [Craig's readings are placed after the colon.]
I. ii. 7 creature: creatures
146 butt: boat
173 princess: princes
248 made thee no: made no
285 he, that: he that
327 Shall, for that vast of night that they may work,: Shall forth at vast of night, that they may work
381 Burthen dispersedly: 'Bow, wow': [Burden: Bow, wow, dispersedly. (And so similarly in similar cases.)
485 nor: or
II. i. 99 Gon. Ay: Alon. Ay?
​141–142 The fault's your own: the fault's Your own.
170 it: its
175 'Save: Save
251 doubt: doubts
258 She that from whom: she that, from whom?
307 them: thee
II. ii. 62 ha?: Ha!
66 at: at's
163 when's: when his
III. i. 15 busy lest: busiest
53 skilless: skill less
64 you,: you
III. ii. 46 again to the: again the
made to: made
IV. i. 3 third: thrid
4 who: whom
93 Paphos,: Paphos
190 all, all lost: are all lost
V. i. 81 shore: shores
82 lies: lie
216 is: are
# Tears, Idle Tears

From The Princess: Canto IV
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more.
Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
# Technical Book Review Index

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# Tears and Sighs

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Poem from the collection Ohlas písní českých (Echoes of Bohemian songs)
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# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Ain

Edition of 1879. See also Ain on Wikipedia; and the disclaimer.
​AIN, a department of France in Burgundy, bounded by Saône-et-Loire, Jura, Switzerland, Haute-Savoie, Savoie, Isre, and Rhône; area, 2,239 sq. m.; pop. in 1872, 336,290. The Rhône flows on its eastern and southern borders, and the Saône on the western. The eastern section of the department is traversed by mountain ranges and deep valleys. The western division is low, level, and swampy, and dotted with numerous ponds. The river Ain, an affluent of the Rhône, flows through the centre, and has many saw and grist mills on its banks. Immense rafts of timber are floated down its rapid current to Lyons. The products of the department are chiefly agricultural. Sheep are reared in great numbers in the eastern part. It is divided into the arrondissements of Bpurg, Belley, Nantua, Trévoux, and Gex. Capital, Bourg-en-Bresse.