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# The Complete Poems of Francis Ledwidge/Songs of the Fields/A Fear

A FEAR
I roamed the woods to-day and seemed to hear, As Dante heard, the voice of suffering trees. The twisted roots seemed bare contorted knees, The bark was full of faces strange with fear.
I hurried home still wrapt in that dark spell, And all the night upon the world's great lie I pondered, and a voice seemed whisp'ring nigh, "You died long since, and all this thing is hell!"
# The Cross and the Hammer/Foreword

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FOREWORD.
THIS is a story about the very real people and events; if ever you chance to read the old Sagas of Norway you will come upon most of the characters of this tale. The viking age was not Christian, it was full of the clash of arms and of unknightly deeds, yet its story is vitally interesting.
The Hammer of Thor, the War-god of northern Europe, did not yield to the Cross of Christ without a struggle, and the story of Norway's conversion is intensely dramatic. King Hakon the Good, a foster-son of the English King Athelstan, was forced to recant his faith in order to hold his throne; King Olaf Triggveson lost his kingdom, or rather gave it up, at Svolde Sound, because he refused to do the like; and King Olaf the Thick, who followed him, fell beneath the heathen weapons of his subjects, becoming the patron saint of Norway.
It was the first King Olaf who broke the power of the old gods and who introduced Christianity into his realm. Short as was his reign, he was the greatest king Norway ever had. He built the first church in the land, and sent the first missionaries to Iceland; during his reign Thangbrand, the priest, won that island to the true faith.
Many of the incidents narrated are taken direct from the Sagas, and although King Olaf is said to have died at Svolde, the story of his escape is well authenticated; I give his own words in refusing to win back his kingdom. He went to Rome and the Holy Land and held rule there under the Crusader Kings of Jerusalem, dying fifty years later. King Edward the Confessor used to have the story of his life chanted to his court once every year, upon his death being reported in England during that king's reign.
H. Bedford-Jones.
NOTES.
"bonders."—This word is used in the Sagas to represent the free farmers of Norway, who held their lands from the king, or owned them; they were subject only to the orders of the king or his Jarls, and are equivalent to our own "farmers," except that they had special rights and privileges.
"scat."—A fine or any other penalty which might be imposed on an offender by an assembly of the people. The scat was usually a fine of money, lands, or goods.
"skoal."—This plain word corresponds to our own Hurrah!" It means both long life, good health, and joy, and is still used in Norway in that sense.
I have avoided the use of many words which are usually retained in the translations of the old Sagas. Nearly all the facts about which the story of Sigurd Fairhair is woven are historical, and are taken from the Heimskringla, and the Saga of King Olaf by the Abbot Berg Sokkason. Both histories were compiled from the accounts of eye-witnesses of the events contained therein, to a great extent, and especially was this true with the life of Olaf Triggveson.—The Author.
# The Cross of Snow

In the long, sleepless watches of the night,  A gentle face — the face of one long dead —  Looks at me from the wall, where round its head  The night-lamp casts a halo of pale light. Here in this room she died; and soul more white  Never through martyrdom of fire was led  To its repose; nor can in books be read  The legend of a life more benedight. There is a mountain in the distant West  That, sun-defying, in its deep ravines  Displays a cross of snow upon its side. Such is the cross I wear upon my breast  These eighteen years, through all the changing scenes  And seasons, changeless since the day she died.
# The Cuba review

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The Cuba review (formerly known as Preceded by: Cuba review and bulletin) is an American periodical published by Munson Steamship Line, 1907-1931. Published in New York City.

## Volumes

* Volume 6 (1907-1908)
* Volume 7 (1908-1909)
* Volume 8 (1909-1910)
* Volume 9 (1910-1911)
* Volume 10 (1911-1912)
* Volume 11 (1912-1913)
* Volume 12 (1913-1914)
* Volume 13 (1914-1915)
* Volume 14 (1915-1916)
* Volume 15 (1916-1917)
* Volume 16 (1917-1918)
* Volume 17 (1918-1919)
* Volume 18 (1919-1920) (transcription project)
* Volume 19 (1920-1921)
* Volume 20 (1921-1922)
* Volume 21 (1922-1923)
* Volume 22 (1923-1924)
* Volume 23 (1924-1925)
* Volume 24 (1925-1926)
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# The Cuckoo (Queen's Court Manuscript)

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This poem comes from the so called Queen's Court Manuscript, alleged mediaeval work whose real author was most probably Václav Hanka in the early 19th century.
English-language translations of Zezhulice include:
* Žežhulička, in Cheskian Anthology by John Bowring (1832)
* The Cuckoo, in Bohemian Poems, Ancient and Modern by Albert Henry Wratislaw (1849)
* The Cuckoo, in The Queen's Court Manuscript with Other Ancient Bohemian Poems by Albert Henry Wratislaw (1852)
# The Cuckoo Clock

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   "Cuckoo," she said reproachfully, "I didn't mean to hurt you, cuckoo. I was sorry the moment I had done it, dreadfully sorry. Dear cuckoo, won't you forgive me?"
   There was a little sound at last—a faint coming sound, and by the moonlight Griselda saw the doors open, and out flew the cuckoo. He stood still for a moment, looked round him as it were, then gently flapped his wings, and uttered his usual note—"Cuckoo." Griselda stood in breathless expectation, but in her delight she could not help very softly clapping her hands.
   The cuckoo cleared his throat. You never heard such a funny little noise as he made; and then, in a very clear, distinct, but yet "cuckoo-y" voice, he spoke. "Griselda," he said, "are you truly sorry?"
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THE CUCKOO CLOCK.
"Now, these little folks, like most girls and boy
Loved fairy tales even better than toys.
•••• And they knew that in flowers on the spray
Tiny spirits are hidden away,
That frisk at night on the forest green,
When earth is bathed in dewy sheen—
And shining halls of pearl and gem,
The Regions of Fancy—were open to them."
. . . ."just as any little child has been guided towards the true paradise by its fairy dreams of bliss."—E. A. Abbott.
IT WAS A LITTLE BOAT. [Page 221.
THE CUCKOO CLOCK.
By MRS. MOLESWORTH,
AUTHOR OF
"HERR BABY," "CARROTS," "GRANDMOTHER DEAR," ETC.
ILLUSTRATED BY WALTER CRANE.
ELEVENTH THOUSAND.
London:
MACMILLAN AND CO.
1882.
To
MARY JOSEPHINE,
AND TO THE DEAR MEMORY OF HER BROTHER.
THOMAS GRINDAL,
BOTH FRIENDLY LITTLE CRITICS OF
MY CHILDREN'S STORIES.
Edinburgh, 1877.
CONTENTS.
CHAPTER PAGE
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.
PAGE To face
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# The Cuckoo (broadside)

The Cuckoo.
Evans, Printer, Long lane, London.
COME all you pretty fair maids, wherever you be, And never fix your mind on a sailor so free, For the leaves they will wither, and the root it will die, O, I am forsaken, and don't know for why.
The Cuckoo is a fine bird, and she sings as she flies, She brings us good tidings, she tells us no lies, She sucks all the birds' eggs, to make her voice clear, And never sings Cuckoo till the summer draws near.
Meeting is a pleasure, parting is a grief; An inconstant lover is worse than a thief; A thief can but rob you, and take all you have. An inconstant lover will bring you to the grave!
O, the hours that I have passed in the arms of my dear, Can never be thought of without shedding a tear; It's the cause of my misery and the cause of my shame, And solemn I have sworn true-love to maintain.
All hardships possible for him I could bear, And at night, on my pillow, forget all my care; All hardships possible, for him I could bear, And at night, on my pillow, forget all my care.
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# The Cuckoo (traditional)

Roud 413: traditional English folk song.
* "The Cuckoo", broadside edition (1780–1812).
* "The cuckoo" in Gammer Gurton's garland of nursery songs and Toby Tickle's collection of riddles (c. 1820)
* "The cuckoo is a pretty bird" in A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes (ed.) by Sabine Baring-Gould (1895).
# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Madrigal

A MADRIGAL
Dream days of fond delight and hours  As rosy-hued as dawn, are mine.  Love's drowsy wine, Brewed from the heart of Passion flowers,  Flows softly o'er my lips  And save thee, all the world is in eclipse.
There were no light if thou wert not;  The sun would be too sad to shine,  And all the line Of hours from dawn would be a blot;  And Night would haunt the skies,  An unlaid ghost with staring dark-ringed eyes.
Oh, love, if thou wert not my love,  And I perchance not thine—what then?  Could gift of men Or favor of the God above,  Plant aught in this bare heart  Or teach this tongue the singer's soulful art?
Ah, no! 'Tis love, and love alone  That spurs my soul so surely on;  Turns night to dawn, And thorns to roses fairest blown;  And winter drear to spring—  Oh, were it not for love I could not sing!
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# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Misty Day

A MISTY DAY
Heart of my heart, the day is chill, The mist hangs low o'er the wooded hill, The soft white mist and the heavy cloud The sun and the face of heaven shroud. The birds are thick in the dripping trees, That drop their pearls to the beggar breeze; No songs are rife where songs are wont, Each singer crouches in his haunt.
Heart of my heart, the day is chill, Whene'er thy loving voice is still, The cloud and mist hide the sky from me, Whene'er thy face I cannot see. My thoughts fly back from the chill without, My mind in the storm drops doubt on doubt, No songs arise. Without thee, love, My soul sinks down like a frightened dove.
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# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Musical

A MUSICAL
Outside the rain upon the street,  The sky all grim of hue, Inside, the music-painful sweet,  And yet I heard but you.
As is a thrilling violin,  So is your voice to me, And still above the other strains,  It sang in ecstasy.
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# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Plantation Melody

A PLANTATION MELODY
De trees is bendin' in de sto'm, De rain done hid de mountain's fo'm,  I 's 'lone an' in distress. But listen, dah 's a voice I hyeah, A-sayin' to me, loud an' cleah,  "Lay low in de wildaness."
De lightnin' flash, de bough sway low, My po' sick hea't is trimblin' so,  It hu'ts my very breas'. But him dat give de lightnin' powah Jes' bids me in de tryin' howah  "Lay low in de wildaness."
O brothah, w'en de tempes' beat, An' w'en yo' weary head an' feet  Can't fin' no place to res', Jes' 'membah dat de Mastah 's nigh, An' putty soon you 'll hyeah de cry,  "Lay low in de wildaness."
O sistah, w'en de rain come down, An' all yo' hopes is 'bout to drown,  Don't trus' de Mastah less. He smilin' w'en you t'ink he frown, He ain' gwine let yo' soul sink down—  Lay low in de wildaness.
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# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Plantation Portrait

A PLANTATION PORTRAIT
Hain't you see my Mandy Lou,  Is it true? Whaih you been f'om day to day,  Whaih, I say? Dat you say you nevah seen  Dis hyeah queen Walkin' roun' f'om fiel' to street  Smilin' sweet?
Slendah ez a saplin' tree;  Seems to me Wen de win' blow f'om de bay  She jes' sway Lak de reg'lar saplin' do  Ef hit's grew Straight an' graceful, 'dout a limb,  Sweet an' slim.
Browner den de frush's wing,  An' she sing Lak he mek his wa'ble ring  In de spring; But she sholy beat de frush,  Hyeah me, hush: Wen she sing, huh teef kin show  White ez snow.
Eyes ez big an' roun' an' bright  Ez de light Whut de moon gives in de prime  Harvest time. An' huh haih a woolly skein,  Black an' plain. Hol's you wid a natchul twis'  Close to bliss.
Tendah han's dat mek yo' own  Feel lak stone; Easy steppin', blessid feet,  Small an' sweet. Hain't you seen my Mandy Lou,  Is it true? Look at huh befo' she's gone,  Den pass on!
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# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Preference

A PREFERENCE
Mastah drink his ol' Made'a,  Missy drink huh sherry wine, Ovahseah lak his whiskey,  But dat othah drink is mine,  Des' 'lasses an' watah, 'lasses an' watah.
Wen you git a steamin' hoe-cake  On de table, go way, man! 'D ain but one t'ing to go wid it,  'Sides de gravy in de pan,  Dat 's 'lasses an' watah, 'lasses an' watah.
W'en hit 's 'possum dat you eatin',  'Simmon beer is moughty sweet; But fu' evahday consumin'  'D ain't no mo'tal way to beat  Des' 'lasses an' watah, 'lasses an' watah.
W'y de bees is allus busy,  An' ain' got no time to was'? Hit's beca'se dey knows de honey  Dey 's a makin', gwine to tas'  Lak 'lasses an' watah, 'lasses an' watah.
Oh, hit 's moughty mil' an' soothin',  An' hit don' go to yo' haid; Dat 's de reason I 's a-backin'  Up de othah wo'ds I said,  "Des 'lasses an' watah, 'lasses an' watah."
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# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Roadway

A ROADWAY
Let those who will stride on their barren roads And prick themselves to haste with self-made goads, Unheeding, as they struggle day by day, If flowers be sweet or skies be blue or gray: For me, the lone, cool way by purling brooks, The solemn quiet of the woodland nooks, A song-bird somewhere trilling sadly gay, A pause to pick a flower beside the way.
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# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Plea

A PLEA
Treat me nice, Miss Mandy Jane,  Treat me nice. Dough my love has tu'ned my brain,  Treat me nice. I ain't done a t'ing to shame, Lovahs all ac's jes' de same; Don't you know we ain't to blame?  Treat me nice!
Cose I know I 's talkin' wild;  Treat me nice; I cain't talk no bettah, child,  Treat me nice; Whut a pusson gwine to do, Wen he come a-cou'tin' you All a-trimblin' thoo and thoo?  Please be nice.
Reckon I mus' go de paf  Othahs do: Lovahs lingah, ladies laff;  Mebbe you Do' mean all the things you say, An' pu'haps some latah day W'en I baig you ha'd, you may  Treat me nice!
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# The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar/A Prayer

O LORD, the hard-won miles  Have worn my stumbling feet: Oh, soothe me with thy smiles,  And make my life complete.
The thorns were thick and keen  Where'er I trembling trod; The way was long between  My wounded feet and God.
Where healing waters flow  Do thou my footsteps lead. My heart is aching so;  Thy gracious balm I need.
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# The Dictionary of Australasian Biography/Randell, William Richard

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​Randell, William Richard, was born in May 1824 at Sidbury, Devonshire, England, and went to South Australia with his parents in 1837. Until 1853 he was engaged in pastoral pursuits, but in July of that year he anticipated Captain Cadell in navigating the Murray, in a small steamer which he built for the purpose and named the Mary Ann. Two years later he explored the Murrumbidgee and Darling in the Gemini. Mr. Randell received a reward of £300 from the South Australian Government and £400 was raised for him by public subscription.
# The Dictionary of Australasian Biography/Rawson, Charles Collinson

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​Rawson, Charles Collinson, J.P., son of Charles Rawson and Octavia his wife, was born at Boldon Rectory, Durham, England, on Dec. 13th, 1840, and emigrated to Australia, arriving in Sydney in Dec. 1857. He married Miss Winifred Harrison on August 30th, 1870. He was engaged in pastoral pursuits in the Mackay district of Queensland, and was chairman of the local branch of the North Queensland Separation League. Since his return to England, where he now resides, he has taken an active part in promoting the erection of Northern Queensland into a separate colony.
# The Dictionary of Australasian Biography/Rees, William Lee

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​Rees, William Lee, M.H.R., was born at Bristol on Dec. 16th, 1836, and went to Australia in 1851. He studied for the Congregational ministry, and was ordained in 1861. In 1865 he left the Congregational ministry, and was called to the Bar in Victoria, The following year he went to New Zealand, living first upon the West Coast, and subsequently in Auckland, where he was a member of the Provincial Council and acted as Provincial Solicitor under Sir George Grey as Superintendent. Mr. Rees became a member of the General Assembly of New Zealand in 1876, and was subsequently for some years out of Parliament. On his return in 1890 as M.H.R. for Auckland he was appointed Chairman of Committees in the House of Representatives. For many years a well-known cricketer in the different colonies, and devoted to all athletic and field sports, he comes from an athletic family, being a cousin of the Graces, the celebrated cricketers. He is the author of a political sketch of New Zealand in 1874 called "The Coming Crisis," the predictions of which have since been singularly fulfilled. In 1878 he published a historical novel: "Sir Gilbert Leigh." In 1888 he visited England and announced a system of co-operative colonisation. In the same year he published in London "From Poverty to Plenty," which contains a short history and analysis of the past and present systems of political economy, and lays down a new system of associative economics entirely opposed to the individualistic and ultra-competitive system of Adam Smith and his successors, also a pamphlet, "The Science of Wealth in the light of the Scriptures," a Christian system of economics. Mr. Rees is an ardent believer in co-operation, and for many years has supported it both in the press and from the platform. In 1892 he was elected Chairman of Committees of the House of Representatives. He has published, in conjunction with his daughter, "The Life and Times of Sir George Grey."
# The Dictionary of Australasian Biography/Ramsay, Hon. Robert

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​Ramsay, Hon. Robert, was born in 1842 at Hawick, Roxburghshire, and went with his parents to Victoria at the age of four years. He was the eldest son of the Rev. A. M. Ramsay, of St. Enoch's Church, Collins Street, now the Assembly Hall, was educated at the Scotch College, and was afterwards a law student at the Melbourne University, subsequently becoming a partner in the well-known firm of Macgregor, Ramsay & Brahe, solicitors, Melbourne. In 1870 he was elected to the Assembly for East Bourke, and held a seat in the Francis Ministry without portfolio from June 1872 to July 1874. From the latter date till August 1875 he was Postmaster-General under the late Mr. Kerferd, holding the same post in conjunction with that of Minister of Education in the last MᶜCulloch Government from Oct. 1875 to May 1877. After three years in opposition Mr. Ramsay, in March 1880, joined Mr. Service as Chief Secretary and Minister of Education, and held the combined office till the Ministry retired in August of the same year. Mr. Ramsay, who was a Conservative and free-trader, introduced and carried a bill abolishing pensions to future civil servants. Mr. Ramsay, who married in 1868 Isabella Catherine, second daughter of Roderick Urquhart, of Yangery Park, died on May 23rd, 1882.
# The Dictionary of Australasian Biography/Real, His Honour Patrick

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​Real, His Honour Patrick, Puisne Judge, was born at Limerick, Ireland, in March 1847, and was taken to Australia as an infant in 1851. His father died on the voyage out, and his mother settled in Ipswich, Queensland, where he was apprenticed to a carpenter. Subsequently he was employed in the Ipswich railway workshops until, at the age of twenty-one, he formed the idea of becoming a barrister. Relinquishing his trade, he devoted himself to study, and was admitted to the Queensland Bar in Sept. 1874, and practised with success. In Feb. 1878 he was appointed Crown Prosecutor for the Central District of Queensland, and, on the death of Mr. Justice Mein, in 1890, a Puisne Judge.
# The Dictionary of Australasian Biography/Redwood, Most Rev. Francis

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​Redwood, Most Rev. Francis, S.M., D.D., Roman Catholic Archbishop of Wellington, N.Z., is the son of Henry Paul Redwood and Mary (Gilbert) his wife, and was born on April 8th, 1839, at the Lower Hanyard, Tixall estate, Staffordshire. Having gone with his parents to Wellington, N.Z., where they landed in Nov. 1842, he went with them a month later to Nelson, where they settled on the Waimea Plains. The future Archbishop studied first at Nelson, under the late Archpriest Garin, S.M., and afterwards in France and Ireland. He was ordained priest at Maynooth on June 6th, 1865, and was ​Professor of Dogmatic Theology in Dublin till his appointment as Bishop of Wellington, being consecrated to that see by Cardinal Manning at St. Ann's, Spitalfields, London, on March 17th, 1874. Dr. Redwood was appointed first Archbishop of Wellington and Metropolitan of New Zealand on May 13th, 1887. His Grace is also a member of the Senate of the University of New Zealand.
# The Dictionary of Australasian Biography/Ramsay, Hon. John James Garden

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​Ramsay, Hon. John James Garden, M.L.C., for some time represented Mount Barker in the Legislative Assembly of South Australia, but was in 1880 elected to the Legislative Council, for which he sat down to the day of his death. Mr. Ramsay was Commissioner of Public Works in the Ayers Ministry from Jan. so March 1872, and in the two Bray Governments from June 1881 to June 1884. He was Chief Secretary under Mr. Playford from June 1887 to June 1889. On Jan. 18th, 1890, he died from the effects of injuries sustained through the bursting of a lamp in a railway carriage in which he was travelling. In 1886 Mr. Ramsay received the Queen's permission to bear the title of Honourable within the colony.