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# Romance of the Rose (Ellis)/Chapter 55

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The Lover makes no more delay, But leaves his friend, and seeks the way To where Fair-Welcome lies, for fain Is he to find him once again.
The friend departs Then to my friend I bade adieu. And with a merry heart withdrew10470 From thence across the mead, lit up With daisy bright and buttercup, And hearkened how the echoes rang, With joyous notes the small fowl sang; ​Ah! how my spirit with delight O’erflowed at such sweet sound and sight.
The approach to the tower But one thing that my friend had said Lay on my heart like weight of lead, Which was, that I should go not near The tower accursed, but keep me clear10480 Of all the roads that led thereto, A thing my will rebelled to do.
Then wandering heedless I forsook The right-hand path, and straightway took The left, in hope the shortest road To find, for in my soul abode Earnest desire the goal to gain, Of danger careless, and of pain Unmindful, could I only get Thither ere one more strong should let10490 Or hinder my attempt to free Fair-Welcome, friend most dear to me. Soon as I see the stronghold break Before me like a baked-up cake, And the strong gates wide open fly, Then none shall stay my valiancy. And may the devil be within My belly if I fail to win The fortress; for I promise you If once I get within near view10500 Thereof, Fair-Welcome shall its bounds O’erleap, I wage a million pounds. But from the fort itself I’ll stay, For prudence’ sake, some little way.
# Romance of the Rose (Ellis)/Chapter 59

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Herein his barons, one and all, Doth Love to stalwart battle call By letter, which an envoy takes, Who no account of danger makes.
The God of Love, without or place Or time affixed where face to face10920 He’d meet his barons, letters sent Bidding them all to parliament; These he commanded, those besought, And all appeared, misdoubting nought, Ready to do whate’er they could To serve the end their liege lord would. I name them all pell-mell as I May rhyme them most commodiously.
Dame Idlesse first of all I name. Who with the largest banner came,10930 Then Noble-Heart, and Dame Richesse, Franchise, and Pity, and Largess, Bright Honour, Boldness, Courtesy, Sir Mirth and young Simplicity, And Glee, and Sport, and Youthfulness, And Joyousness, and Good-Success, And Gaiety, and quick Desire, And Beauty with her heart afire, Sweet Patience, and bold Confidence, Hide-Close, and Constrained-Abstinence,10940 Who near False-Seeming ever goes, And all his ways and wishes knows; And all of these their lieges brought, Joyous of face, of bearing haught. ​Abstinence only and False-Seeming Looked evil, should I speak my deeming. Whatever air assumed those two, Fraud peeped from out their hearts untrue.
False-Seeming appears False-Seeming was of Fraud the son, Hypocrisy begotten on,10950 That shameful traitress, foul and base, Who ever, ’neath Religion’s face, Deceiveth men; when she in view Appeared, his breath in gasps Love drew,
Love.
And cried: How now! do I then dream? Speak out, False-Seeming, dost thou deem That thou by me wert summoned here?
The Lover.
Forced-Abstinence, who stood anear, Sprang forth, and seized her friend’s right hand:
Constrained-Abstinence.
Quoth she, I pray you understand10960 That I, an’t please you, hither led False-Seeming; oft hath he bestead My need, and done me kindly act, Saving my life by hunger wracked. Let him among your lieges wait, Though each and all have earned his hate, For greatly I desire that he Win praise for worth and sanctity. He is my friend, and I his dear, As faithful comrades wend we here.10970
# Romance of the Rose (Ellis)/Chapter 58

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Repeats, the Lover, word for word The lesson he from Cupid heard.
The Lover.
Love’s behests Gladly: Evil deed Must I forego; no scandal speed;
​A lover’s maxims To aid and honour ladies ought To be through life my foremost thought; Foul speech my lips should never soil; For others’ weal my strength should toil;10880 Though scorning pride, tend well my dress, Behave with grace and gentleness; With fair large heartedness to live. And to one love my heart to give.
Love.
I’faith, thou hast thy lesson got Right well, unstained by fault or blot. What sufferest thou?
The Lover.
A grief so dread, That thereof is my heart nigh dead.
Love.
Hast thou not my three comforts?
The Lover.
No; Soft-Looks, alas! doth never show10890 His longed-for face, by which might be Assuaged my grief and misery. All three took flight, but two amain Returned, with will to ease my pain.
Love.
The Lover.
Ah, yes! She will not leave me comfortless, For when within our hearts she makes Her home, that home she ne’er forsakes.
Love.
Where is the Rose?
The Lover.
Alas! she’s lost, To Jealousy hath she been tost10900 For gold by Evil-Tongue, and nought I see how rescue may be wrought.
Love.
What of Fair-Welcome hath become?
The Lover.
Alas! beneath his prison dome He weeps—my friend, whom loved I so.
Love.
Fair-Welcome must be freed Take heart, and let thy bosom glow With hope, for by mine eyes I swear That thou more joyously shalt fare Than heretofore hath been thy lot. Since thou so well my laws dost wot10910 And keep, I will my lieges call To burst and break the prison wall That holds Fair-Welcome; soon shall he Before thee stand, at liberty.
# Romance of the Rose (Ellis)/Chapter 65

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False-Seeming, linked with Abstinence, To aid the Lover, makes pretence Of guesting with foul Evil-Tongue, Whose lash hath many a good man stung.12770
Then Abstinence saluteth first, With humble gest, this man accurst And next False-Seeming bends him low, With courteous reverential bow, And he saluteth them again; For, all unruffled, he amain Seemed Abstinence beneath her feint To know, yet saw not her constraint, But innocently deemed that she Was even that she seemed to be;12780 And took the garb which tricked her out All in good faith, unchecked by doubt, But ’tis forsooth her customed way Ever such juggling tricks to play; And if she e’er sincere hath been, Her virtue was short-lived, I ween.
​Disguised pilgrims False-Seeming eyed he o’er right well, Yet nought could he his falseness tell, For wondrously was he disguised, Nor lightly might be recognised;12790 And whosoe’er the knave had known Before this garb were o’er him thrown, Had sworn by God the Father he The same one were who formerly Bold Robin, in the dance, had been, And now as Jacobin is seen. But then, deny it whoso can, Each Jacobin’s an honest man. That holy order great disgrace Would suffer, if therein found place12800 A charlatan. And Carmelites, And Cordeliers and holy wights Of other orders, whether they be Big-bellied churls or lean, pardee, As wolves, not one, where’er he wone, But for a saint by dress is known, But ne’er we seeming should permit To o’erride sense or govern it. If you such subtlety possess As lightly shatters sophistries,12810 Whate’er the argument appear Upon the face of it, look near And closely for some fallacy Lest you thereby deceived be.
When now the pilgrims twain were come Where Evil-Tongue had made his home, Their harness fain were they to flit From off them and beside him sit.
Evil-Tongue
Quoth he: “Say sirs, whence hail ye then, And what news stir the world of men,12820 And by what happy circumstance Ye hither come, as ’twere by chance.”
Constrainèd-Abstinence
Entertainment sought Constrainèd-Abstinence replied: Fair sir, we seek this countryside As pilgrims, loyal of heart and true, Who fain their penitence would do: Afoot we’ve gone the livelong day Along the weary dust-strewn way. Hither are we together sent By God, to folk impenitent,12830 And hope our exhortations may Restore some sinners gone astray; No other fish we strive to catch, And in God’s name, by whose dispatch We sallied forth, we beg to be Here harboured, and most willingly, An’t please you, will make good our score By fitting tale of ghostly lore, If you such coin are fain to take.
The Author.
Then Evil-Tongue in answer spake:12840
Evil-Tongue
My house, quoth he, e’en such as ’tis, Is yours, no further seek than this, And preach whatso ye will, cast fear
False-Seeming.
Sweet thanks, fair sir.
The Author.
Forthwith to spin Her tale doth Abstinence begin.
# Romance of the Rose (Ellis)/Chapter 68

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How by a razor—not a sword— Met Evil-Tongue his just reward, Therewith False-Seeming cut his tongue From out his mouth—his knell was rung.
Evil-Tongue murdered Then Evil-Tongue with humbleness Would on his bended knees confess His crime, and shrive him of his fault; False-Seeming made no weakling halt,13050 But seized his throat, and forthwith stayed His cackle, once for all, with blade Of razor, and his tongue cut out, From whence fell many a bloody gout. And next the pair make haste to pitch His body in the castle ditch, And then the unguarded door they break, And o’er the threshold passage make, And find the Norman soldiers sunk In senseless slumber deadly drunk.13060 The wine they down their throats had cast, Cast them upon the floor at last, And as they lay, the wretches all, Ere they had time for help to call, Were strangled in their drunken sleep, Henceforth strict fast from lies they’ll keep.
# Romance of the Rose (Ellis)/Chapter 64

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False-Seeming as a pilgrim goes, Disguised, to Evil-Tongue; and shows Constrained-Abstinence likewise Herself to him in saintly guise.12700
Envoys to Evil-Tongue Behold you now neath what pretence False-Seeming came with Abstinence
’Gainst Evil-Tongue. The wily twain Held counsel how they best might gain Their ends—in open guise to go,
Or hid beneath some cozening show; And after much debate agreed, That better ’twould their errand speed If they began the war to wage Disguised as folk on pilgrimage,12710 With air of holy innocence. Forthwith Constrainèd-Abstinence Appeared as a demure Beguine, Attired in robe of cameline, With fair white kerchief round her head, The while with saintly look she read Her psalter. At her waist was hung A paternoster, thereto strung By girdle-cord of purest white. She had not bought it, but was dight12720 Therewith most kindly by a friar, Her spiritual guide and sire, And she from him gat more behoof Than any neath the convent’s roof, While he too loved to visit her As holy guide and sermoner. ​E’en though False-Seeming might be near, Still would he her confession hear, And such attention gave thereto That oft one hat would hide the two.12730
Constrained-Abstinence pictured A personable dame, pardee, Though somewhat pale of visage she, Resembling (bitch that lust-heat grips,) Death’s horse in the Apocalypse, Which symbolises well the race Of hypocrites with gruesome face; For aye this horse hath painted been Of pale and deadly hue I ween, And as of jaundice well-nigh dead Was Abstinence encolourèd.12740 She looked as though ashamed she weri Of those vile attributes she bare. The pilgrim-staff she leaned upon Which she from Fraud as gift had won,
With dreariness was tinted o’er, And stuffed the wallet was she bore With care and trouble. In attire False-Seeming dressed him of a friar. And e’en as though for her he yearned Towards Abstinence his face was turned.12750 Humble he looked and meek of cheer, And nought of pride he let appear, But aped a novice, mild and young, While round his neck a bible hung. All squireless goes he, but doth clutch, As ’twere through weakness, treason’s crutch, And in his sleeve-fold doth conceal A razor keen of finest steel; ​A villainous and cruel blade That had in Cut-throat’s forge been made.12760 Evil-Tongue’s dwelling So hand in hand they limp along, And thus approach foul Evil-Tongue, Who stood his castle gate beside, And all who fared thereby espied. The pilgrims notes he come anigh, Bearing themselves most holily.
# Responsibilities/A Memory of Youth

A MEMORY OF YOUTH
The moments passed as at a play,
I had the wisdom love brings forth;
I had my share of mother wit
And yet for all that I could say,
And though I had her praise for it,
A cloud blown from the cut-throat north
Suddenly hid love's moon away.
Believing every word I said
I praised her body and her mind
Till pride had made her eyes grow bright,
And pleasure made her cheeks grow red,
And vanity her footfall light,
Yet we, for all that praise, could find
Nothing but darkness overhead.
We sat as silent as a stone,
We knew, though she'd not said a word,
That even the best of love must die,
And had been savagely undone
Were it not that love upon the cry
Of a most ridiculous little bird
Tore from the clouds his marvellous moon.
# Responsibilities/A Woman Homer Sung

If any man drew near
When I was young,
I thought, 'He holds her dear,'
And shook with hate and fear.
But oh, 'twas bitter wrong
If he could pass her by
With an indifferent eye.
Whereon I wrote and wrought,
And now, being grey,
I dream that I have brought
To such a pitch my thought
That coming time can say,
'He shadowed in a glass
What thing her body was.'
For she had fiery blood
When I was young,
And trod so sweetly proud
As 'twere upon a cloud,
A woman Homer sung,
That life and letters seem
But an heroic dream.
# Responsibilities/Against Unworthy Praise

AGAINST UNWORTHY PRAISE
O heart, be at peace, because
Nor knave nor dolt can break
What's not for their applause,
Being for a woman's sake.
Enough if the work has seemed,
So did she your strength renew,
A dream that a lion had dreamed
Till the wilderness cried aloud,
A secret between you two,
Between the proud and the proud.
What, still you would have their praise! But here's a haughtier text,
The labyrinth of her days
That her own strangeness perplexed;
And how what her dreaming gave
Earned slander, ingratitude,
From self-same dolt and knave;
Aye, and worse wrong than these,
Yet she, singing upon her road,
Half lion, half child, is at peace.
# Responsibilities/All Things can tempt me

ALL THINGS CAN TEMPT ME
All things can tempt me from this craft of verse:
One time it was a woman's face, or worse— The seeming needs of my fool-driven land;
Now nothing but comes readier to the hand
Than this accustomed toil. When I was young,
I had not given a penny for a song
Did not the poet sing it with such airs
That one believed he had a sword upstairs;
Yet would be now, could I but have my wish,
Colder and dumber and deafer than a fish.
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Section 10

People:An Oyster King Shovel Ears Pig Wisps The Men Who Change the Alphabets
A River Lumber King Kiss Me Flax Eyes Wildcats
A Rich Man Blue Silver Her Playmates, Singing
There are six hundred different stories told in the Rootabaga Country about the first time the letter X got into the alphabet and how and why it was. The author has chosen three (3) of the shortest and strangest of those stories and they are told in the next and following pages.
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Section 5

People:Blixie Bimber The Potato Face Blind Man Shoulder Straps High High Over Six Bits Deep Red Roses A Clock A Looking Glass Baggage
Pink Peony Spuds the Ballplayer Four Moon Peacocks Frogs Oranges Yellow Silk Handkerchiefs
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Section 3

People:Hatrack the Horse Peter Potato Blossom Wishes Rag Bag Mammy Gimmes
Wiffle the Chick Chickamauga Chattanooga Chattahoochee Blue Mist Bubbles Wednesday Evening in the Twilight and the Gloaming Telegrams
The Three Wild Babylonian Baboons Three Umbrellas The Night Policeman
Six Umbrellas The Big Umbrella Straw Hats Dippy the Wisp
Bozo the Button Buster A Mouse Deep Red Roses The Beans Are Burning Sweeter Than the Bees Humming
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Chapter 7

One morning when Hatrack the Horse went away from his shanty, he put three umbrellas in the corner next to the front door.
His pointing finger pointed at the three umbrellas as he said, "If the three wild Babylonian Baboons come sneaking up to this ​shanty and sneaking through the door and sneaking through the house, then all you three umbrellas open up like it was raining, jump straight at the baboons and fasten your handles in their hands. Then, all three of you stay open as if it was raining—and hold those handles in the hands of the baboons and never let go till I come."
Hatrack the Horse went away. The three umbrellas stood in the corner next to the front door. And when the umbrellas listened they could hear the three wild Babylonian Baboons sneaking up to the shanty. Soon the baboons, all hairy all over, bangs down their foreheads, came sneaking through the door. Just as they were sneaking through the door they took off their hats to show they were getting ready to sneak through the house.
Then the three umbrellas in the corner opened up as if it was raining; they jumped straight at the three wild Babylonian Baboons; ​and they fastened their handles tight in the hands of the baboons and wouldn't let go.
So there were the three wild Babylonian Baboons, each with a hat in his left hand, and an open umbrella in his right hand.
When Hatrack the Horse came home he came, quiet. He opened the front door, quiet. Then he looked around inside the house, quiet. In the corner where he had stood the three umbrellas, he saw the three wild Babylonian Baboons on the floor, sleeping, with umbrellas over their faces.
"The umbrellas were so big they couldn't get through the door," said Hatrack the Horse. For a long time he stood looking at the bangs hanging down the foreheads of the baboons while they were sleeping. He took a comb and combed the bangs down the foreheads of the baboons. He went to the cupboard and spread bread and butter. He took the hats out of the left hands of the baboons ​and put the hats on their heads. He put a piece of bread and butter in the hand of each baboon.
After that he snipped each one across the nose with his finger {snippety-snip! just like that). They opened their eyes and stood up. Then he loosened the umbrella handles from their right hands and led them to the door.
They all looked out. It was raining. "Now you can go," he told the baboons. And they all walked out of the front door, and they seemed to be snickering and hiding the snickers.
The last he saw of them they were walking away in the rain eating bread and butter. And they took off their hats so the rain ran down and slid off on the bangs of their foreheads.
Hatrack the Horse turned to the umbrellas and said, "We know how to make a surprise party when we get a visit from the Babylonian ​Baboons with their bangs falling down their foreheads—don't we?"
That is what happened, as Hatrack the Horse told it to the night policeman in the Village of Cream Puffs.
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Section 1

People:Blixie Bimber
Blixie Bimber's Mother
The Potato Face Blind Man
A Green Rat with the Rheumatism
Bricklayers
Mortar Men
Riveters
A Skyscraper   Slipfoot
A Stairway to the Moon
A Trapeze
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Section 2

People:Little Bugs
Big Bugs
The Rag Doll The Broom Handle Hammer and Nails The Hot Cookie Pan The Ice Tongs The Coal Bucket The Bushel Basket Jack Knife Kindling Wood Splinters
Shush Shush The Postmaster The Hardware Man The Policeman The Postmaster's Hat A Buff Banty Egg
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Section 4

People:Googler Gaggler Twins The Family Doctor The Father of the Twins The Mother of the Twins Pen Wipers and Pencil Sharpeners Smokestacks and Monkey Wrenches Monkey Faces on the Monkey Wrenches Left-Handed Monkey Wrenches
Potato Face Blind Man Ax Me No Questions Johnny the Wham Joe the Wimp Grasshoppers Thousand Dollar Bills Brass Doors Lizzie Lazarus
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Section 6

People:Dippy the Wisp Slip Me Liz The Potato Face Blind Man Egypt Jesse James Spanish Onions The Queen of the Cracked Heads The King of the Paper Sacks The Queen of the Empty Hats Hot Balloons A Snoox A Gringo Sweetheart Dippies Nail-eating Rats Sooners Boomers More People: Cracked Heads Clock-eating Goats Baby Alligators Pink and Purple Peanuts Empty Hats Bats, Cats, Rats Rag Pickers, Rag Handlers Squirrels, Fish, Baboons, Black Cats A Steel Car, an Air Car Gophers
# Scientific Method in Biology/front matter

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# Scientific Method in Biology/Introduction

INTRODUCTION.
A CONTROVERSY is persistently carried on between an increasing body of the non-professional laity and an important section of the medical profession, in relation to the methods pursued in investigating biological phenomena.
The criticism of medical research by non-medical people is naturally resented by some who are engaged in experimentation; and it is stated seriously that non-scientific persons will impede progress if they interfere with, or succeed in restricting, the efforts of those who specially devote themselves to this branch of research.
This controversy is still going on in ever-widening circles; and it is bound to do so, until the present confusion of thought which exists on this subject is removed, and the broad distinction between right and wrong experimentation is more ​fully acknowledged and more clearly defined. Our relation to the lower animals has never yet been brought fully into the clear light of reason and conscience. Yet in the order of Providential development it must so come forward.
As advancing humanity has gradually recognised natural rights as existing in the various races of mankind—is carrying on a persistent warfare against human slavery—is slowly awakening to the moral crime of introducing disease and vice amongst native races; and the rights, as well as duties, of women and of children are being gradually recognised; so the time has come when the natural rights of inferior living creatures must be seriously studied.
This study has become obligatory, not only in regard to the welfare of the brute creation, but for the sake of our own human growth as rational and moral beings.
The common-sense of mankind recognises our right to use the lower animals for human benefit, whilst our superior intelligence gives us the power to so use them. But 'can' and 'ought' are different aspects of our mental constitution, ​which require to he harmonized. What we can do is not the true measure of what we ought to do, in any department of life.
We can starve a child, or lash a horse to death, but we have no right to do so.
The laws of our human constitution compel us to recognise that intellect and conscience, although essential parts, are not identical parts of our nature. Long experience shows us that social progress can only become permanent when conscience guides intelligence.
How far the guidance of conscience can extend, with the practical results to medical research involved in the recognition of such guidance, forms the subject of present consideration.
# Royal Naval Biography/Jones-Parry, Thomas Parry

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THOMAS PARRY JONES PARRY, Esq. [Commander.]
Was made a lieutenant in 1803; and promoted to his present rank on the 27th Dec. 1808. He subsequently commanded the Musette and Royalist sloops, the former on the Jamaica station.