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# The Bengali Book of English Verse/Night on the Ganges (Govin Chunder Dutt)

Night on the Ganges.
How beautiful the glorious night would be, How much more lovely than the garish day, If thus for ever she arrayed herself! The moon is up—high on the cloudless sky, Over the towering mast she brightly gleams, Pale, like a lady sick with silent grief, Showering her beams on everything around, And clear defining every rope and spar Of this our gallant bark, whose shadow falls Enormous, on the smooth reflecting wave. In this pure light the eye with ease discerns Each distant object that it sees by day, And freed from every fault that sunbeams show. It seems, indeed, a clear meridian noon Reft of its heat, its turmoil, and its strife, Its busy wasting cares, its stunning noise, Its idle flouting glare, and scorching winds. Naught now disturbs the stillness of the scene— The holy stillness—save the cricket's song That lulls each weary sense to pleasant sleep By shrill monotony, and the night-bird's lay. Anon that lay is hushed. The fishes leap Up in the clear moonlight from out the wave, Then fall again and raise a sullen splash; The huge unwieldy porpoise rolling out,
Sinks down immediate. Sudden from the glade, A spectral, hollow, long-repeated cry Of wild ducks in alarm comes loud and shrill, Blent with the famished jackal's harsher voice, As ruthlessly that tyrant's steps pursue These harmless dwellers of the tangled brakes. Soft spread the dews upon the fragrant earth, Beading with orient pearls the silken grass, And emerald leaves of trees upon the banks That bound with green the dim horizon's verge, On every side, save that in which the stream Loses itself amid the bending sky. How pleasant now, at ease reclined to mark The sombre shadows of each varying tree: The mangoe here, with countless leaves adorned, Casts densest shade, and there the towering palm Mirrors its length. The scented baubool next With fragrant yellow flowers and clust'ring leaves, Bends o'er the wave to see its image fair. One mass of green the trees far off appear, And cast new shadows on the flood below. The ample Ghaut its thousand pillars rears In the dim moonshine, looking vast and pale, Untenanted and cold, sublimely grand; And the high temple with its upward points, Shaded by moonlight like a phantom, looms In dim mysterious beauty. At this time, The spirit of eternal peace seems thrown On every object, and the rudest breast Is filled with pure and unimpassioned thoughts. May such a calmness in my dying hour Encircle me, while those I dearly love Stand by—not mourning—and may my passing soul Partake in that mysterious, awful time The peace and stillness of the scene around.
# The Bengali Book of English Verse/Origin of the Kaminee Flower (Jatindra Mohan Tagore)

Origin of the Kaminee Flower.
A maiden fair once loved a youth, To win his smile she ever sighed, But false she found his plighted truth, Of broken heart the maiden died.
The Love-God's breast with pity warmed, And now for once himself he blamed, Into a flower the maid transformed, And sweet Kaminee it was named.
And evermore alone at night, It weeps full many a dewy tear, But fades and falls ere dawn of light, Lest faithless man approach it near.
# The Bengali Book of English Verse/Refusal (Prafulla Ranjan Das)

PROFULLA RANJAN DAS. 1881-
Refusal.
Ah, not to-night!—for thrilled yet wild with fire, The night would whisper burning words to me, And I should blindly search Eternity For passion fit to crown the wild desire To-night gives birth to!—and that passion's hire Summoned from all the times would ever be A bitter shame and joyless memory, —A thing whereon would tremble Heaven's just ire!
For I would love thee only with my soul, And build thereby a palace strong, secure, To stand amidst the vain pomps that allure And leave but corpses as they onward roll! Oh, then, at last when Death demands its toll, There's something to remember,—calm and pure!
# The Bengali Book of English Verse/Myvanwy (Manmohan Ghose)

Myvanwy.
Virgin darkness, wet and deep Where dwells but April, dwells but sleep, What presence clear Like a beam has entered here? What lov'd footstep, that the trees Freshen their soliloquies, Birds break into louder lays? All fair Nature's heart runs wild To remember her sweet child: In the wood Myvanwy strays!
O what gladness thrills her through Her wayward darling back to woo From life again, Thought, and passion, stir and men! Clasp her now! From that great lure O sweet Nature, clasp her sure, Where no alien eye perceives! Lead her where dim brooks have birth, Fill her with the smell of earth, Shut her in a thousand leaves.
Born in foliage like the flowers, Myvanwy, to that world of ours Of throng and street O how strayed your vernal feet? There where not a daisy smiles, There where green earth's pale exiles Toil and toil and never cease! "Who is this?" the passer said: Rustic grass was in your tread, In your laughter the wild breeze!
Ah! no gift of heath to city; It was love led you, love and pity To my sad heart, Child, your rapture to impart. The fast-bound, like wintry earth, Your intoxicating mirth Loosed and rained delightful showers: Showed me where their song birds borrow, All the uselessness of sorrow, All the joy of April flowers!
# The Bengali Book of English Verse/On Tibet (Roby Datta)

ROBY DUTT, 1883-1918.
On Tibet.
Deep in the bosom dark of mystery, Housed in the gleam of days that are no more And dreams that like her Himalayas soar To height incredible—methinks I see The land of mystic faith and lamas hoar!
A glamour thro' the creeping sunset steals, Weird Tibet, o'er thy snow-encircled brow; A glamour from the Occident, that now, Silent, pursues thy gloom-engirdled heels, Mother of fossil modes and customs thou!
Thou mighty miracle of centuries, To us, the dwellers in the setting sun, Perpetual dream-land, child of sunrise dun, Who "teasest out of thought" man's memories, Grim in thy glory, till thy race be run!
Land of the faith by pensive Buddha rear'd, Where thought is stable, prayers are roll'd by wheels, Faith moves with a dull motion as she feels Her way thro' gloom of births, where Fate is fear'd, God is unknown, and man in darkness reels!
# The Art of Bookbinding/Chapter 7

CHAPTER VII.
Pasting Up.
The first and last sheet of every book must be pasted up or down,—it is called by both terms; and if the book has too much swelling, it must be tapped down gently with a hammer. Hold the book tightly at the foredge with the left hand, knuckles down; rest the back on the press, and hit ​the back with the hammer to the required thickness. If the book is not held tightly, a portion of the back will slip in and the hollow will always be visible; so I advise that the back be knocked flat on the "lying press" and placed in it without boards, so that the back projects. Screw the press up tightly, so that the sheets cannot slip. A knocking-down iron should then be placed against the book on its left side, and the back hammered against it; the "slips" or cords must be pulled tight, each one being pulled with the right hand, the left holding the slips tightly against the book so that they cannot be pulled through. Should it happen that a slip is pulled out, nothing remains but to re-sew the book, unless it is a thin one, when it may possibly be re-inserted with a large needle. But this will not do the book any good.
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/Places Among the Stars

Places among the stars, Soft gardens near the sun, Keep your distant beauty; Shed no beams upon my weak heart. Since she is here In a place of blackness, Not your golden days Nor your silver nights Can call me to you. Since she is here In a place of blackness, Here I stay and wait.
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/The ocean said to me once

This poem was published in 1905 in the volume The Black Rider & Other Lines.
The ocean said to me once, "Look! Yonder on the shore Is a woman, weeping. I have watched her. Go you and tell her this -- Her lover I have laid In cool green hall. There is wealth of golden sand And pillars, coral-red; Two white fish stand guard at his bier.
"Tell her this And more -- That the king of the seas Weeps too, old, helpless man. The bustling fates Heap his hands with corpses Until he stands like a child With a surplus of toys."
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/The sage lectured brilliantly

This poem was published in 1905 in the volume The Black Rider & Other Lines.
The sage lectured brilliantly. Before him, two images: "Now this one is a devil, And this one is me." He turned away. Then a cunning pupil Changed the positions.
Turned the sage again: "Now this one is a devil, And this one is me." The pupils sat, all grinning, And rejoiced in the game. But the sage was a sage.
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/Once I saw mountains angry

This poem was published in 1905 in the volume The Black Rider & Other Lines.
Once I saw mountains angry, And ranged in battle-front. Against them stood a little man; Aye, he was no bigger than my finger. I laughed, and spoke to one near me, "Will he prevail?" "Surely," replied this other; "His grandfathers beat them many times." Then did I see much virtue in grandfathers -- At least, for the little man Who stood against the mountains.
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/Supposing that I should have the courage

This poem was published in 1905 in the volume The Black Rider & Other Lines.
Supposing that I should have the courage To let a red sword of virtue Plunge into my heart, Letting to the weeds of the ground My sinful blood, What can you offer me? A gardened castle? A flowery kingdom?
What? A hope? Then hence with your red sword of virtue.
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds

This poem was published in 1905 in the volume The Black Rider & Other Lines.
The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds; The leaden thunders crashed. A worshipper raised his arm. "Hearken! Hearken! The voice of God!"
"Not so," said a man. "The voice of God whispers in the heart So softly That the soul pauses, Making no noise, And strives for these melodies, Distant, sighing, like faintest breath, And all the being is still to hear."
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/There came whisperings in the winds

This poem was published in 1905 in the volume The Black Rider & Other Lines.
There came whisperings in the winds: "Good-bye! Good-bye!" Little voices called in the darkness: "Good-bye! Good-bye!" Then I stretched forth my arms. "No -- no -- " There came whisperings in the wind "Good-bye! Good-bye!" Little voices called in the darkness: "Good-bye! Good-bye!"
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/Once There Came a Man

Once there came a man Who said, "Range me all men of the world in rows." And instantly There was terrific clamour among the people Against being ranged in rows. There was a loud quarrel, world-wide. It endured for ages; And blood was shed By those who would not stand in rows, And by those who pined to stand in rows. Eventually, the man went to death, weeping. And those who staid in bloody scuffle Knew not the great simplicity.
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/Once there was a man

Once there was a man -- Oh, so wise! In all drink He detected the bitter, And in all touch He found the sting. At last he cried thus: "There is nothing -- No life, No joy, No pain -- There is nothing save opinion, And opinion be damned."
# The Black Riders & Other Lines/Should the wide world roll away,

This poem was published in 1905 in the volume The Black Rider & Other Lines.
Should the wide world roll away, Leaving black terror, Limitless night, Nor God, nor man, nor place to stand Would be to me essential, If thou and thy white arms were there, And the fall to doom a long way.
# The Catholic's pocket prayer-book/For the Souls in Purgatory

For the Souls in Purgatory.
Psalm 129.
Out of the depths I have cried to Thee, O Lord! Lord, hear my voice.
Let Thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication.
If Thou, O Lord, shalt mark our iniquities: O Lord, who shall stand it?
For with Thee there is merciful forgiveness: and by reason of Thy law I have waited for Thee, O Lord.
Because with the Lord there is mercy: and with Him plenteous redemption.
And He shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.
​Eternal rest grant them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them.
Let us pray.
O God, the Creator and Redeemer of all the faithful, grant unto the souls of Thy servants departed the remission of all their sins; that, by pious supplications, they may obtain the pardon which they have always desired. Who livest and reignest for ever and ever. Amen.
# The Catholic's pocket prayer-book/Holy Mass, what it is

HOLY MASS.
The Holy Mass is the sacrifice of the Body and Blood of Jesus Christ, which is offered to our heavenly Father on the altar under the appearances of bread and wine. It was instituted by Our Lord Himself in order to represent and continue that sacrifice which he made on the cross.
The best manner of hearing Mass is to offer it to God with the priest for the same purpose for which it is said, viz.: 1st, To honor and glorify God; 2d, To thank Him for all the graces bestowed on the whole world; 3d, To satisfy God's justice for the sins of men; 4th, To obtain all graces and blessings.
We should assist at Mass with great interior recollection and piety, and with every outward mark of respect and devotion.
# The Catholic's pocket prayer-book/Lay Baptism

Lay Baptism.
Take common water, pour it on the face of the child, and while you are pouring it, say the following words:
"I baptise thee in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost."
Note.—Any person, whether man, woman, or child, may baptize an infant in case of danger of death.
# The Catholic's pocket prayer-book/Plenary Indulgences

Plenary Indulgence.
PRAYER BEFORE A CRUCIFIX.
A plenary indulgence, applicable to the souls in purgatory, may be gained by all the faithful, who, after having confessed their sins with contrition, received the Holy Communion, and prayed for the intentions of the Sovereign Pontiff, shall devoutly recite this prayer, kneeling before an image or representation of Christ crucified.
​BEHOLD, O kind and most sweet Jesus, I cast myself upon my knees in Thy sight, and with the most fervent desire of my soul I pray and beseech Thee that Thou wouldst impress upon my heart lively sentiments of faith, hope, and charity, with true repentance for my sins, and a firm desire of amendment, whilst with deep affection and grief of soul I ponder within myself, and mentally contemplate Thy five most precious wounds; having before my eyes that which David spake in prophecy: "They pierced my hands and my feet; they have numbered all my bones."
# The Biographical Dictionary of America/Baird, Charles Washington

​BAIRD, Charles Washington, clergyman, was born at Princeton, N. J., Aug. 28, 1828; son of Robert and Fermine Ophelia A. (Du Buisson) Baird. His father was a missionary and temperance orator. He was graduated from the University of New York in 1848. as class poet, and took a three years' course of study at the Union theological seminary, New York. After his graduation in 1852 he was ordained as minister in the Presbyterian church, 1853. and made chaplain of the American chapel in Rome, Italy, which office he retained until 1854, and in 1859 became pastor of the Bergen Hill Reformed Dutch church in Brooklyn, N. Y., going from there to Rye. N. Y., in 1861, where, until his death, he was pastor of the Presbyterian church. The University of the city of New York conferred upon him the degree of A. M. in 1860, and that of D. D. in 1876. He was a member of the American historical association, of the New York. Rhode Island, Westchester and Virginia historical societies, the Huguenot society of America and the Huguenot society of London. He is the author of "Eutaxia, or the Presbyterian Liturgies" (1855); "A Chapter of Liturgies" (1856); "A Book of Public Prayer" (1857); "Chronicle of a Border Town. History of Rye, Westchester Co., New York, from 1860 to 1870" (1871); " History of Bedford Church" (1882); "History of the Huguenot Emigration to America" (2 vols., 1885); "The Scholar's Duty and Opportunity," an oration (1886), and several translations, addresses and magazine articles. He died at Rye, N. Y., Feb. 10, 1887.
# The Biographical Dictionary of America/Baird, Henry Carey

​BAIRD, Henry Carey, economist, was born at the United States arsenal, Bridesburg, Philadelphia, Pa., Sept. 10, 1825; son of Thomas J. Baird, an officer in the U. S. army. Both his maternal and paternal grandfathers came to America as political refugees from Ireland. His mother's father, Matthew Carey, was a pioneer publisher of Philadelphia, and friend of Benjamin Franklin. He attended school until his sixteenth year, when he entered the publishing house of Carey & Hart of Philadelphia, of which his uncle, Edward L. Carey, was the head, and after a four years' apprenticeship, he, in 1845, became a member of the firm, inheriting his uncle's interest upon his death. In 1849 he withdrew from the firm and established that of Henry Carey Baird & Co., and engaged in the publication of books on technical, industrial and economic subjects. During the financial crisis of 1857 he studied the writings of his uncle, Henry Charles Carey, on the tariff and currency questions, with the result that he adopted his views and devoted both time and money to their promulgation. He wrote and distributed, at his own expense, thousands of tracts and pamphlets, contributed numerous articles on economic subjects to various cyclopædias, and in 1876 discussed the currency question in the Atlantic Monthly with James A. Garfield. He was one of the founders and a leader of the Greenback party, leaving the Republican party on account of its financial policy. In 1876 his arguments before the ways and means committee of the house of representatives were largely instrumental in defeating a bill for the issue of five hundred million dollars, thirty-year four and a half per cent bonds, which had passed the senate by a vote of fifty-five ayes to five nays, a measure which would have been an enormous expense to the government. He died in Philadelphia. Pa., in 1901.
# The Biographical Dictionary of America/Baird, Henry Samuel

​BAIRD, Henry Samuel, lawyer, was born in Dublin, Ireland, May 16, 1800. At the age of five he was brought to America and was given a good education. He was graduated from a law school, and in 1823 began the practice of his profession at Mackinaw, Mich. He remained there but one year, changing his residence to Green Bay, Wis. At the beginning of the Black Hawk war he entered the military service, with the rank of quartermaster-general. After the close of this war he returned to Green Bay, represented his district in the first legislative council of Wisconsin territory, held various local political offices, and in 1861 was elected mayor of Green Bay. He contributed valuable articles to the Wisconsin historical society, of which he was vice-president. He died April 28, 1875.
# The Biographical Dictionary of America/Baird, Absalom

​BAIRD, Absalom, soldier, was born at Washington, Pa., Aug. 20, 1824. His primary education fitted him for entrance to Washington college, where he was graduated in 1841. He studied law, afterwards entered the military academy as a cadet in 1844 and was graduated in 1849, promoted to 1st lieutenant in 1853, and until 1859 was assistant professor of mathematics at West Point. At the outbreak of the civil war he commanded a battery in the defences of Washington and was promoted captain by brevet, May 11, 1861. He was assigned to the adjutant-general's department as assistant, and in July, 1861, was made adjutant-general in Tyler's division and took part in the Manassas campaign, including Blackburn's Ford and Bull Run. He was promoted captain Aug. 3, 1861, and major Nov. 12, 1861, and served as chief of staff of the 4th army corps in the Peninsular campaign, engaging in the siege of Yorktown and the battle of Williamsburg. He was commander of a brigade in the army of the Ohio in 1862, of the 3d division of the army of Kentucky in the operations of General Rosecrans in Tennessee. He received the brevet of lieutenant-colonel for gallantry in battle at Chicamauga, and that of colonel after the battle of Chattanooga, where he commanded a division of the 14th army corps. In 1865 he was brevetted brigadier-general for gallantry at the battle of Atlanta, and in September of the same year was brevetted major-general for his service in the field during the entire war. He was made major-general of volunteers for service ​at Jonesboro and Resaca in the Atlanta campaign and after various services, in the capacity of in spector-general. he was by the action of the law retired Sept. 22, 1885.
# The Biographical Dictionary of America/Baird, Robert

​BAIRD, Robert, reformer, was born in Fayette county, Pa., Oct. 6, 1798. His classical studies were pursued at Uniontown, and he was graduated at Jefferson college. Pa., in 1818. He studied theology at Princeton, N. J., and was licensed to preach in 1822. He served as tutor in the College of New Jersey, and in 1822 founded a grammar school at Princeton, which he conducted until 1827, when he became interested in the effort to supply every family in New Jersey with the Bible. In connection with the missionary society of New Jersey he did much to lay the foundation of the present school system of that state. He next spent five years in the service of the American Sunday-school union, visiting all parts of the country in the interests of that institution. In 1835 he left the United States, and for over eight years labored for the establishment of a mission of Christian benevolence in southern Europe, and for a revival of the Protestant faith, and the advancement of the cause of temperance in the northern countries. He returned to the United States in 1843, and continued the work on which he had been engaged in Europe. In 1846 he was a delegate to the evangelical alliance in London, and the same year was present at the World's temperance convention in Stockholm. In 1862 he again visited Europe, and did important service to the cause of the Union in public addresses to large audiences in London and elsewhere in Great Britain. He labored zealously throughout a long career, for the promotion of temperance and all other Christian reforms. He wrote numerous books, with a reformatory or religious tendency, some having been translated into nearly every European language. His "History of the Albigenses, Waldenses and Vaudois" is a standard work. His principal publications include: "A View of the Valley of the Mississippi" (1832); "History of the Temperance Societies" (1836); "Memoir of Anna Jane Linnard" (2d ed., 1837); "Transplanted Flowers" (Memoirs of Mrs. Rumpff and the Duchesse de Broglie, 1839); "Visit to Northern Europe" (1841); "A View of Religion in America" (1842); "Protestantism in Italy" (1845); "The Noblest Freedom" (1848); "Impressions and Experiences of the West Indies and North America in 1849" (1850); "The Christian Retrospect and Register" (1855). See his life, written by his son, Henry M. Baird. He died March 15, 1863.