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# The Singers' Companion/Up in the Morning Early

UP IN THE MORNING EARLY.
Up in the morning’s no for me, Up in the morning early; When a the hills are cover’d wi’ snaw, I’m sure it’s winter fairly.
Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west, The drift is driving sairly; Sae loud and shrill’s I hear the blast. I'm sure it’s winter fairly Up in the morning &c.
The birds sit chittering on the thorn, A’ day they fare but sparely And lang’s the nicht frae e’en to morn I’m sure it’s winter fairly. Up in the morning, &c.
# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs

THE
SINGERS' COMPANION;
A CHOICE SELECTION
OF
FASHIONABLE SONGS.
GLASGOW:
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
86.
CONTENTS.
| A lassie lives by yonder burn A Scots sang, Aye wakin', oh! Cease thus to palpitate, Draw the sword, Scotland, Farewell! but whenever you welcome the hour, Fly away, pretty moth, Follow, follow over mountain, Here's a health, bonnie Scotland, to thee, Homage to Charlie, How blest the maid, I gaed a waefu' gate yestreen, Isle of beauty, fare-thee-well! John Anderson, my jo, Love wakes and weeps, Merrily, merrily goes the bark, My lute it has but one sweet song, My soldier love, Now hope, now fear, Oft in the stilly night, See the moon o'er cloudless Jura, She never blamed him, Should he upbraid, Tell me, my heart, The bonnie wee wife, The captive Knight, The fairest flower, The moon on the ocean, The navy and the army, There's an isle clasped by waves, The snow-drop, The winds whistle cold, They say my love is dead, With helmet on his brow, | PAGE 5 19 12 11 13 3 17 7 3 11 13 17 7 10 6 4 15 16 20 3 22 23 9 22 10 9 15 19 21 8 21 18 14 12 |
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/A Scots sang

A LASSIE LIVES BY YONDER BURN.
Words by Mr Carswell. Set to Music, with an accompaniment for the Forte, by J. Jaap.
A lassie lives by yonder burn, That jinks about the seggins; There aft she gi'es her sheep a turn, To feed amang the brakens. Could I believe she'd woo wi' me, In spite of mam or daddie, I'd aften slip out owre the lea, An' row her in my plaidie.
​Her breast to busk, I'd violets pu', That blaw aboon the boggie, And blue bells hingin' wat wi' dew, Frae yonder glen sae foggie. Could I believe she'd woo wi' me, An' tak me for her laddie, I'd aften slip out owre the lea, And row her in my plaidie.
I maun awa, I canna stay, Should a' gang tapsalteerie; Should boggles meet me in the way, This night I'll see my dearie. I'll ben the spence and dress a-wee, Wi' knots and bughts fu' gaudy, For I canna rest until I see Gin she'll come in my plaidie.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Cease thus to palpitate

CEASE THUS TO PALPITATE
Sung by Madame Fasta. Music,—"Di tanti palpiti."
Cease thus to palpitate, Cease, silly flutterer, pray; Though on thy future fate Love decides to-day, Cease to alarm me, Fond fears, away, Duty must arm me My sire to obey.
Though sighing and dying, Pursuing and wooing, Diseover to lovers ch treasure and pleasure; ​Yet Virtue's power you'll find Above poor Cupid's sway, While Love, most truly blind, Too seldom finds his way.
Reason then guide me, Cupid away, Mine be the lover, Who, prudent as kind, Aims to discover A charm in the mind: Who, prizing ever The heart alone, Will build his love on Virtue's throne, And never, never That love disown.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Draw the sword, Scotland

DRAW THE SWORD, SCOTLAND.
Poetry by J. R. Planche. Altered and arranged by G. Herbert Rodwell. Sung by Mr Sinclair and Mr Thorne.
Draw the sword, Scotland, Scotland, Scotland! Over mountain and moor hath passed the war-sign: The pibroch is pealing, pealing, pealing, Who hceds not the summons is nae son o' thine. The clans they are gath'ring, gath'ring, gath'ring, The clans they are gath'ring by loch and by lea; The banners they are flying, flying, flying, The banners they are flying that lead to victory, Draw the sword, Scotland, Scotland, Scotland! Charge as ye've charged in the days o' langsyne; Sound to the onset, the onset, the onset, He who but falters is nae son o' thine.
Sheath the sword, Scotland, Scotland, Scotland! Shcath the sword, Scotland, for dimmed is its shine: Thy foemen are fleeing, fleeing, fleeing, And wha kens nae mercy is nae son o' thine! The struggle is over, over, over, The struggle is over!-the victory won! There are tears for the fallen, the fallen, the fallen, And glory for all who their duty have done! Sheath the sword, Scotland, Scotland, Scotland! With thy loved thistle new laurels entwine; Time shall ne'er part them, part them, part them, But hand down the garland to each son o' thine.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Aye wakin', oh!

AYE WAKING, OH!
Arranged by Dewar. Sung by Miss Noel.
Aye wakin', oh! Wakin' aye and weary, Rest I canna get, For thinking of my dearie. Oh, this love, this love! Life to ine how dreary! When I sleep I dream, Oh! when I wake I'm eerie. Oh, this love, this love!
Long, long the night, Heavy comes the morrow, While my soul's delight Is on his bed of sorrow. Hear me, powers divine! Oh, in pity hear me! Take aught elsc of mine, But my lover spare me. Spare, oh, spare my love
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/A lassie lives by yonder burn

A LASSIE LIVES BY YONDER BURN.
Words by Mr Carswell. Set to Music, with an accompaniment for the Forte, by J. Jaap.
A lassie lives by yonder burn, That jinks about the seggins; There aft she gi'es her sheep a turn, To feed amang the brakens. Could I believe she'd woo wi' me, In spite of mam or daddie, I'd aften slip out owre the lea, An' row her in my plaidie.
​Her breast to busk, I'd violets pu', That blaw aboon the boggie, And blue bells hingin' wat wi' dew, Frae yonder glen sae foggie. Could I believe she'd woo wi' me, An' tak me for her laddie, I'd aften slip out owre the lea, And row her in my plaidie.
I maun awa, I canna stay, Should a' gang tapsalteerie; Should boggles meet me in the way, This night I'll see my dearie. I'll ben the spence and dress a-wee, Wi' knots and bughts fu' gaudy, For I canna rest until I see Gin she'll come in my plaidie.
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# The Social War (novel)/Preface

PREFACE.
F late years my enemies have driven me to conclude that fixed truths are stumbling blocks to the consummation of established usages and modernized human life. Whenever I have advertised a lecture, sermon, book or apparatus of a useful, scientific character, I have had only a few patrons; but, when I made an impression, by my advertisements, that I was going into the veriest mysteries of human nature, was going to teach the public how to enjoy the feeling propensities without danger of exposition, was going to shake the devil by his horns and knock particular thunder out of ordinary things, I have always had an abundance of customers!
Therefore I have drawn a heavy picture in the novel before us; and, whilst all phases of humanity are portrayed, I think I have not overstepped the modesty of nature, nor left any thing undone to satiate all classes of people; whilst sensation, history, comedy and tragedy loom up truthfully, and I hope to the ​satisfaction of all who admire either devil, or nature and nature's God!
To furnish the reader with a diet that is palatable to his omnivorous taste, and yet to smother the most unpalatable though healthful dishes by his favorite hash, is the aim of this novel. By so doing, I am persuaded that the reader may learn, sooner or later, that the viand which was most distasteful was after all the most needful and desirable, and then he will distinguish truth from error, or a natural from an unnatural life. This done, and the masses will return to truth, nature, sound sense and solid logic. I have also dramatized this novel, and I hope and pray that my labors have not been in vain, but I trust that millions may be saved from all sorts of misery through this feeble effort to entertain and instruct the people.
The Author.
# The Socialist Movement

Vol. 10 of the Home University Library of Modern Knowledge
​HOME UNIVERSITY LIBRARY OF MODERN KNOWLEDGE
THE SOCIALIST MOVEMENT
By J. RAMSAY MACDONALD, M.P.
London WILLIAMS & NORGATE
page
HOME UNIVERSITY LIBRARY OF MODERN KNOWLEDGE
Editors:
HERBERT FISHER, M.A., F.B.A., LL.D.
Prof. GILBERT MURRAY D.LITT., LL.D., F.B.A.
Prof. J. ARTHUR THOMSON, M.A., LL.D.
Prof. WILLIAM T. BREWSTER, M.A. (Columbia University, U.S.A.)
NEW YORK HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY
page
THE SOCIALIST
MOVEMENT
BY
J. RAMSAY MACDONALD, M.P.
AUTHOR OF "SOCIALISM AND GOVERNMENT," "LABOUR AND THE EMPIRE," ETC.
LONDON WILLIAMS AND NORGATE
page
Richard Clay & Sons, Limited, BRUNSWICK STREET, STAMFORD STREET, S.E., AND BUNGAY, SUFFOLK.
page
CONTENTS
This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published in 1911, before the cutoff of January 1, 1929.
The longest-living author of this work died in 1937, so this work is in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 86 years or less. This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works.
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# The Soul of London

The Soul of London
[Advertisements]
BY THE SAME AUTHOR:
In Collaboration with Joseph Conrad:
"The Inheritors," "Romance."
THE SOUL OF LONDON A SURVEY OF A MODERN CITY
BY FORD MADOX HUEFFER
"A Traveller? By my faith you have great reason to be sad!"
LONDON ALSTON RIVERS, ARUNDEL STREET, W.C. MCMV
CHISWICK PRESS: CHARLES WHITTINGHAM AND CO. TOOKS COURT, CHANCERY LANE, LONDON
TO MRS. WILLIAM MARTINDALE WHO GAVE TO THE WORLD THAT WHICH MOST HAS MADE LONDON PLEASANT TO ME THIS GRATEFULLY
Copyright in U.S.A.
CONTENTS
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The longest-living author of this work died in 1939, so this work is in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 84 years or less. This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works.
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# The Story of Rimini/Canto 2

CANTO II.
CANTO II.
The Bride's Journey to Rimini.
# The Story of Saville

Saville
Julia Ditto Young
THE STORY OF SAVILLE: Told in Numbers by Julia Ditto Young ❧ ❧ ❧
DONE INTO A BOOK AT THE ROYCROFT PRINTING SHOP, EAST AURORA, NEW YORK, U. S. A. MDCCCXCVII
Copyright Julia Ditto Young 1897
Of this edition but four hundred copies were printed and types then distributed. Each copy is signed and numbered, and this book is number
41
Julia Ditto Young.
To be blind and to be loved—what happier fate!
Victor Hugo.
TO THOMAS HARDY.
So dear hath grown thy rubied page to me, When brooky wood or laughing mead I see, Not of itself I think, but first of thee,— And sweet is it, thus in men’s eyes to hold— Ah, moment proud!—thy strong right hand in mine, The hand so lavish of poetic gold, So prodigal of honey and of wine.
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# The Story of Rimini/Dedication

ΤΟ THE RIGHT HONOURABLE
LORD BYRON.
My Dear Byron, You see what you have brought yourself to by liking my verses. It is taking you unawares, I allow; but you yourself have set example now-a-days of poet's dedicating to poet; and it is under that nobler title, as well as the still nobler one of friend, that I now address you.
I shall be thought indeed by some to write a very singular dedication, when I say that I should not have written it you at all, had I not thought the poem capable of standing on its own ground. I am far from insensible of your approbation of it, as you well know, and as your readers will easily ​imagine; but have an ambition, at the same time, to have credit given me for a proper spirit; and in fact, as I should be dissatisfied with my poetry without the one, I should never have thought my friendship worth your acceptance without the other.
Having thus,—with sufficient care, I am afraid,—vindicated my fellow-dignity, and put on my laurel in meeting you publicly, I take it off again with a still greater regard for those unceremonious and unpretending humanities of private intercourse, of which you know so handsomely how to set the example; and professing to be nothing more, in that sphere, than a hearty admirer of what is generous, and enjoyer of what is frank and social, am, with great truth,
My dear Byron,
affectionately yours,
LEIGH HUNT.
Hampstead, January 29, 1816.
# The Story of Rimini/Canto 3

CANTO III.
CANTO III.
The Fatal Passion.
# The Story of Rimini/Canto 4

CANTO IV.
CANTO IV.
How the Bride returned to Ravenna.
THE END.
# The Two Babes in the Wood (1840s)

THE
TWO BABES
IN THE WOOD;
TO WHICH IS ADDED,
The Highland Laddie.
FALKIRK:
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
* The Two Babes in the Wood
* Bonny Highland Laddie
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# The Two Dogs

Perry index 92
* "A Hound and a Mastiffe", translated by Roger L'Estrange, in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Two Dogs", translated by George Fyler Townsend, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
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# The Two Faces

Also published under the title "The Faces"
* "The Faces" in Harper's Bazaar 33(50) (15 December 1900): 2084–2092.
    — First serial publication, and first publication in any form
* "The Two Faces" in Cornhill Magazine 83 [n.s. 10] (June 1901): 767–780.
    — Second serial publication
* "The Two Faces" in The Better Sort (London: Methuen & Co., 1903): 37–49.
    — First English book edition
* "The Two Faces" in The Better Sort (New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 1903): 50–67.
    — First American book edition
* "The Two Faces" in The Novels and Tales of Henry James 12: 389–413.
    — The "New York Edition", substantially edited by James and now generally regarded as the authoritative text.
* "The Two Faces" in The Aspern Papers, The Turn of the Screw, The Liar, The Two Faces (London: Macmillan & Co., 1922): 351–370.
    — Volume 17 of The Novels and Stories of Henry James, the first posthumous collection of James' works; uses the "New York Edition" text.
# The Two Bags

Perry index 266
* "The Two Bags" by Aesop, translated by George Fyler Townsend, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Two Bags" by Aesop, translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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# The Two Babes in the Wood (1840s)/Bonny Highland Laddie

BONNY HIGHLAND LADDIE.
The bonniest lad that e'er I saw, Bonnie laddie, Highland laddie, Wore a plaid and was fu' braw, Bonny Highland laddie. On his head a bonnet blue, Bonny laddie, Highland laddie, His loyal heart was firm and true, Bonny Highland laddie.
Trumpets sound, and cannon roar, Bonny lassie, Lowland lassie ; And a’ the hills wi’ echoes roar, Bonny Lowland lassie. Glory, honour, now invite, Bonny lassie, Lowland lassie, For freedom and my king to fight, Bonny Lowland lassie.
The sun a backward course shall take, Bonny laddie, Highland laddie, Ere aught thy manly courage shake, Bonny Highland laddie. Go, for yourself procure renown, Bonny laddie, Highland laddie; And for your lawful king a crown, Bonny Highland laddie.
FINIS.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Jane Swift to Deane Swift - 1

MRS. JANE SWIFT TO MR. DEANE SWIFT.
MAY 26, 1699.
MY poor brother has lost his best friend sir William Temple, who was so fond of him whilst he lived, that he made him give up his living in this ​country, to stay with him at Moore Park; and promised to get him one in England. But death came in between, and has left him unprovided both of friend and living!
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From John Arbuthnot to Charles Ford - 3

FROM THE SAME.
DEAR BROTHER,
I SEND you the scrap of a letter begun to you by the whole society, because I suppose you even value the fragments of your friends. The honest gentleman, at whose lodgings we wrote, is gone for France. I really value your judgment extremely in choosing ​your friends. I think worthy Mr. Ford is an instance of it, being an honest, sensible, firm, friendly man, et qualis ab inceptu processerat, &c. Though, by the way, praising your judgment is a little compliment to myself, which I am apt to fall into of late, nobody now being at the trouble of doing it for me. The Parnellian, who was to have carried this letter, seems to have changed his mind by some sudden turn in his affairs; but I wish his hopes may not be the effect of some accidental thing working upon his spirits, rather than any well-grounded project.
If it be any pleasure to you, I can assure you, that you are remembered kindly by your friends, and I believe not altogether forgot by your enemies. I think both is for your reputation. I am told, that I am to lose my little preferment: however, I hope to be able to keep a little habitation warm in town. I cannot but say, I think there is one thing in your circumstance, that must make any man happy; which is, a liberty to preach. Such a prodigious privilege, that if it did not border upon simony, I could really purchase it for a sum of money. For my part, I never imagine any man can be uneasy, that has the opportunity of venting himself to a whole congregation once a week. And you may pretend what you will, I am sure you think so too, or you do not judge right. As for news, I never inquire about any. Fuimus Troes, &c. Sed nunc ferox Jupiter transtulit omnia ad Argos.
My present politicks is to give no disturbance to the present folks in the due exercise of their power, for fear of forcing them to do very strange things, rather than part with what they love so well. Untoward reports in the country will make elections ​dearer, which I am sorry for. The dragon, I am afraid, will be struck at. Adieu, in haste.
I must not forget to tell you a passage of the pretender's declaration, to this purpose "That he had, &c."
* ↑ Written on the same paper with the last.
* ↑ Here the words in p. 431 are repeated.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From John Arbuthnot to Jonathan Swift - 1

FROM DR. ARBUTHNOT, THE QUEEN'S DOMESTICK PHYSICIAN.
I AM glad your proud stomach is come down, and that you submit to write to your friends. I was of opinion, that if they managed you right, they might bring you to be even fond of an article in the Post-boy, or Flying-post. As for the present state of our court affairs, I thank God, I am almost as ignorant as you are, to my great ease and comfort. I have never inquired about any thing, since my lady Masham told the dragon, that she would carry no more messages, nor meddle nor make, &c. I do not know whether things were quite so bad when you went. The dragon manages this bill pretty well; ​for you know that is his forte: and I believe, at the rate they go on, they will do mischief to themselves, and good to nobody else.
You know that Gay goes to Hanover, and my lord treasurer has promised to equip him. Monday is the day of departure; and he is now dancing attendance for money to buy him shoes, stockings, and linen. The duchess has turned him off, which I am afraid will make the poor man's condition worse, instead of better.
The dragon was with us on Saturday night last, after having sent us really a most excellent copy of verses. I really believe when he lays down, he will prove a very good poet. I remember the first part of his verses was complaining of ill usage; and at last he concludes,
"He that cares not to rule, will be sure to obey, When summon'd by Arbuthnot, Pope, Parnell, and Gay."
Parnell has been thinking of going chaplain to my lord Clarendon; but they will not say whether he should or not. I am to meet our club at the Pall-mall coffeehouse, about one to day, where we cannot fail to remember you. The queen is in good health; much in the same circumstances with the gentleman I mentioned, in attendance upon her ministers for something she cannot obtain. My lord and my lady Masham, and lady Fair, remember you kindly; and none with more sincere respect than your affectionate brother, and humble servant,
JO. ARBUTHNOT.
* ↑ One of the sixteen.
* ↑ Lord treasurer Oxford.
* ↑ To prevent the growth of schism, and for the further security of the church of England, as by law established. It passed the house of lords June 13, 1714."
* ↑ The duchess of Monmouth, to whom he had been secretary.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From John Arbuthnot to Charles Ford - 2

FROM DR. ARBUTHNOT TO MR. FORD.
DEAR FRIEND,
I HOPE this will find you in good health; and I hope in greater tranquillity of mind, than when we used to lament together at your office for the eternal faults of our friends. I have seen the dragon thrice since I wrote to you. He is without shadow of change; the greatest example of an unshaken tranquillity of mind, that ever I yet saw, seeming perfectly well satisfied with his own conduct in every particular. You know we have often said, that there is but one dragon in rerum natura. I do not know ​what he thinks, but I am perfectly well satisfied, that there will not be that one dragon left, if some people have their will. Haly Bassa, they say, struggles for his son-in-law. It is generous and grateful. There is a prodigious quarrel between him and the president about it. I have given you the trouble of the adjoined for the dean, as also a scrap of a letter for him which we had begun at our club, but did not finish; Dr. Parnell not going, as he said.
I am not yet out, but expect to be soon. Adieu.
I had almost forgot to tell you of the pretender's declaration, in which there are words to this purpose: "That he had no reason to doubt of the good intention of his sister, which was the reason that he sat quiet in her time; but now was disappointed by the deplorable accident of her sudden death."
* ↑ Endorsed, "Received Dec. 2, 1714."
* ↑ The president of the council, who at that time was Daniel, earl of Nottingham.