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# The Wild Knight and Other Poems/The Mirror of Madmen

I dreamed a dream of heaven, white as frost, The splendid stillness of a living host; Vast choirs of upturned faces, line o'er line. Then my blood froze; for every face was mine.
Spirits with sunset plumage throng and pass, Glassed darkly in the sea of gold and glass. But still on every side, in every spot, I saw a million selves, who saw me not.
I fled to quiet wastes, where on a stone, Perchance, I found a saint, who sat alone; I came behind: he turned with slow, sweet grace, And faced me with my happy, hateful face.
I cowered like one that in a tower doth bide, Shut in by mirrors upon every side; Then I saw, islanded in skies alone And silent, one that sat upon a throne.
His robe was bordered with rich rose and gold, Green, purple, silver out of sunsets old; But o'er his face a great cloud edged with fire, Because it covereth the world's desire.
But as I gazed, a silent worshipper, Methought the cloud began to faintly stir; Then I fell flat, and screamed with grovelling head, 'If thou hast any lightning, strike me dead!
'But spare a brow where the clean sunlight fell, The crown of a new sin that sickens hell. Let me not look aloft and see mine own Feature and form upon the Judgment-throne.'
Then my dream snapped: and with a heart that leapt I saw across the tavern where I slept, The sight of all my life most full of grace, A gin-damned drunkard's wan half-witted face.
# The Wild Knight and Other Poems/The Skeleton

Chattering finch and water-fly Are not merrier than I; Here among the flowers I lie Laughing everlastingly. No: I may not tell the best; Surely, friends, I might have guessed Death was but the good King's jest,  It was hid so carefully.
# The Wild Knight and Other Poems/The Human Tree

Many have Earth's lovers been, Tried in seas and wars, I ween; Yet the mightiest have I seen:  Yea, the best saw I. One that in a field alone Stood up stiller than a stone Lest a moth should fly.
Birds had nested in his hair, On his shoon were mosses rare. Insect empires flourished there,  Worms in ancient wars; But his eyes burn like a glass, Hearing a great sea of grass  Roar towards the stars.
From, them to the human tree Rose a cry continually, 'Thou art still, our Father, we  Fain would have thee nod. Make the skies as blood below thee, Though thou slay us, we shall know thee.  Answer us, O God!
'Show thine ancient flame and thunder, Split the stillness once asunder, Lest we whisper, lest we wonder  Art thou there at all?' But I saw him there alone, Standing stiller than a stone  Lest a moth should fall.
# The Wild Knight and Other Poems/The Mariner

The violet scent is sacred  Like dreams of angels bright; The hawthorn smells of passion  Told in a moonless night.
But the smell is in my nostrils,  Through blossoms red or gold, Of my own green flower unfading,  A bitter smell and bold.
The lily smells of pardon,  The rose of mirth; but mine Smells shrewd of death and honour,  And the doom of Adam's line.
The heavy scent of wine-shops  Floats as I pass them by, But never a cup I quaff from,  And never a house have I.
Till dropped down forty fathoms,  I lie eternally; And drink from God's own goblet  The green wine of the sea.
# The Treasure (Meynell)

* Meynell, Alice (1917), "The Treasure" in A father of women, and other poems.
* Meynell, Alice (1921), "The Treasure" in Poems.
# The Treasure of Atlantis

Novella, from All Around Magazine, December 1916. Republished in book form in 1971.
THE TREASURE OF ATLANTIS
BY J. ALLAN DUNN
"An orchid hunter's discovery leads to an expedition into the interior of South America that discovers the lost remnant of ancient Atlantis. Isolated from the modern world, Atlantis offers intrigue, danger, and action that is eminently suitable for a Lost World tale. Here is thrilling adventure out of the past in the Edgar Rice Burroughs tradition."

## CONTENTS

Chapter
* I. The Flowing Road
* II. The Vase of Minos
* III. Laidlaw's Theory
* IV. Caxoeira Canyon
* V. Kiron
* VI. The Gates of Dor
* VII. The Queen Advances
* VIII. Aulus the Gladiator
* IX. The Initiation
* X. The Isle of Sele
* XI. The Judgment of Ru
* XII. The Hall of Sacrifice
* XIII. The End of Atlantis
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# The Treasure (Brooke)

* "The Treasure" from 1914 and other poems (1915)
* "The Treasure" from The Collected Poems of Rupert Brooke (1915)
# The Way of Martha and the Way of Mary/Part 2

* The Podvig
* The Hermitage of Father Seraphim
* Tolstoy's Flight from Home
* Back to Moscow
* The Religion of Suffering
* The Two Hermits
* At the Convent of Martha and Mary
* The Way of Martha
* Martha's True Way
* Making West East
* The Ecclesiastical Church and the LivingChurch
* Witness unto the Truth
* The Festival of the Dead
# The Vintage/Part 2

Part II
THE EVE OF THE GATHERING
# The Works of Thomas Carlyle/Volume 6/Letter 24

To Sir T. Fairfax: Salisbury, 9 April 1645
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Before the old Officers laid down their commissions, Waller with Cromwell and Massey were sent on an expedition into the West against Goring and Company; concerning which there is some echo in the old Books and Commons Journals, but no definite vestige of it, except the following ​Letter, read in the House of Commons, 9th April 1645; which D’Ewes happily had given his Clerk to copy, The Expedition itself, which proved successful, is now coming towards an end. Fairfax the new General is at Windsor all April; full of business, regimenting, discharging, enlisting, new-modelling.
FOR THE RIGHT HONOURABLE SIR THOMAS FAIRFAX, GENERAL OF THE ARMY: HASTE, HASTE: THESE: AT WINDSOR
“Salisbury,” 9th April (ten o’clock at night) 1645.
Sir,—Upon Sunday last we marched towards Bruton in Somersetshire, which was General Goring’s headquarter: but he would not stand us; but marched away, wpon our appearance, to Wells and Glastonbury. Whither we held it unsafe to follow him; lest we should engage our Body of Horse too far into that enclosed country, not having foot enough to stand by them; and partly because we doubted the advance of Prince Rupert with his force to join with Goring; having some notice from Colonel Massey of the Prince his coming this way.
General Goring hath “Sir Richard” Greenvil in a near posture to join with him. He hath all their Garrisons in Devon, Dorset and Somersetshire, to make an addition to him. Whereupon, Sir William Waller having a very poor Infantry of about 1,600 men,—lest they, being so inconsiderable, should engage our Horse,—we came from Shaftesbury to Salisbury to secure our Foot; to prevent our being necessitated to a too unequal engagement, and to be nearer a communication with our friends.
Since our coming hither, we hear Prince Rupert is come to Marshfield, a market-town not far from Trowbridge. If the enemy advance all together, how far we may be endangered,—that I humbly offer to you; entreating you to take care of us, and to send us with all speed such an assistance, to Salisbury, ​as may enable us to keep the field and repel the enemy, if God assist us: at least to secure and countenance us to, as that we be not put to the shame and hazard of a retreat; which will lose the Parliament many friends in these parts, who will think themselves abandoned on our departure from them. Sir, I beseech you send what Horse and Foot you can spare towards Salisbury, by way of Kingscleere, with what convenient expedition may be. Truly we look to be attempted upon every day.
These things being humbly represented to your knowledge and care, I subscribe myself, your most humble servant,
OLIVER CROMWELL.
In Carte’s Ormond Papers (i. 79) is a Letter of the same date on the same subject, somewhat illustrative of this. See also Commons Journals in die.
* ↑ entangle or encumber.
* ↑ D’Ewes mss., vol. v. p. 189; p. 445 of Transcript.
# The Works of Thomas Carlyle/Volume 6/Letter 22

To Ely Committee: Lincoln, 1 September 1644
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The next Two Letters represent the Army and Lieutenant-General got home to the Association again; and can be read with little commentary. ‘The Committee for the Isle of Ely,” we are to remark, consists of Honourable Members connected with that region, and has its sittings in London. Of ‘Major Ireton’ we shall hear farther; ‘Husband’ also is slightly met with elsewhere; and ‘Captain Castle’ grew, I think, to be Colonel Castle, and perished at the Storm of Tredah, some years afterwards.
FOR MY NOBLE FRIENDS THE COMMITTEE FOR THE ISLE OF ELY: PRESENT THESE
Lincoln, 1st September 1644.
Gentlemen, —I understand that you have lately released some persons committed by Major Ireton and Captain Husband, and ​one committed by Captain Castle,—all “committed,” upon clear and necessary grounds as they are represented unto me; “grounds” rendering them as very enemies as any we have, and as much requiring to have them continued secured.
I have given order to Captain Husband to see them recommitted to the hands of my Marshal, Richard White. And I much desire you, for the future, Not to entrench upon me so much as to release them,—or any committed in the like case by myself, or my Deputy and Commanders in the Garrison,—until myself or some Superior Authority be satisfied in the cause, and do give order in allowance of their enlargement. For | profess I will be no Governor, nor engage any other under me to undertake such a charge, upon such weak terms!—
I am so sensible of the need we have to improve the present opportunity of our being masters in the field and having no Enemy near the Isle, and to spare whatever charge we can towards the making of those Fortifications, which may render it more defensible hereafter if we shall have more need,—I shall desire you, for that end, to ease the Isle and Treasury from the superfluous charge of “having” Two several Committees, for the several parts of the Isle; and that one Committee, settled at March, may serve for the whole Isle.
Wherefore I wish that one of your number may, in your courses, intend and appear at that Committee, to manage and uphold it the better for all parts of the Isle.
Resting upon your care herein, I remain, your friend to serve you, OLIVER CROMWELL.
* ↑ Not inferior!
* ↑ ‘intend’ means ‘take pains’; March is a Town in the Ely region.
* ↑ Old Copy, now (January 1846), on sale at Mr. Graves’s, Pall-Mall: printed in the Athenæum of 13th December 1845. Old Copy, such as the Clerks of Honourable Members were wont to take of Letters read in the House, or officially elsewhere;—worth copying for certain parties, in a time without Newspapers like ours.
# The Works of Thomas Carlyle/Volume 6/Letter 23

To Col. Walton: Sleaford, 6 or 5 September 1644
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Sleaford is in Lincolnshire, a march farther south. Lieutenant-General Cromwell with the Eastern-Association Horse, if the ‘Foot’ were once settled,—might not he dash down to help the Lieutenant-General Essex and his ‘Army in the West’? Of whom, and of whose sad predicament amid the hills of Cornwall there, we shall see the issue anon. Brother Walton, a Parliament-man, has written, we perceive, to Cromwell, suggesting such a thing; urging haste if possible. In Cromwell is no delay: but the Eastern-Association Army, horse or foot, is heavy to move,—beset, too, with the old internal discrepancies, Crawfordisms, scandals at Sectaries, and what not.
FOR COLONEL VALENTINE WALTON: THESE, IN LONDON
Sleaford, 6th or 5th September “1644.”
Sir,—We do with grief of heart resent the sad condition of our Army in the West, and of affairs there. That business has our hearts with it; and truly had we wings, we would fly thither! So soon as ever my Lord and the Foot set me loose, there shall be in me no want to hasten what I can to that service.
For indeed all other considerations are to be laid aside and to give place to it, as being of far more importance. I hope the Kingdom shall see that, in the midst of our necessities, we shall serve them without disputes. We hope to forget our wants, which are exceeding great, and ill cared for; and desire to refer the many slanders heaped upon us by false tongues to God,—who will, in due time, make it appear to the world that we study the glory of God, and the honour and liberty of the Parliament. For which we unanimously fight; without seeking our own interests.
Indeed, we never find our men so cheerful as when there is ​work to do. I trust you will always hear so of them. The Lord is our strength, and in Him is all our hope. Pray for us. Present my love to my friends: I beg their prayers. The Lord still bless you.
We have some amongst us much slow in action:—if we could all intend our own ends less, and our ease too, our business in this Army would go on wheels for expedition! “But” because some of us are enemies to rapine and other wickednesses, we are said to be ‘factious,’ to ‘seek to maintain our opinions in religion by force,’—which we detest and abhor. I profess I could never satisfy myself of the justness of this War, but from the Authority of the Parliament to maintain itself in its rights: and in this Cause I hope to approve myself an honest man and single-hearted.
Pardon me that I am thus troublesome. I write but seldom: it gives me a little ease to pour my mind, in the midst of calumnies, into the bosom of a friend.
Sir, no man more truly loves you than your brother and servant, OLIVER CROMWELL.
* ↑ ‘much’ is old for very.
* ↑ Seward’s Anecdotes, ut supra, i. 362.
# The Works of H. G. Wells (Atlantic Edition)/The Invisible Man/Title Page

THE INVISIBLE MAN
# The Works of H. G. Wells (Atlantic Edition)/The Island of Doctor Moreau

THE ISLAND OF DOCTOR MOREAU
CONTENTS
PAGE
# The stem of a departed Flower

The stem of a departed Flower Has still a silent rank. The Bearer from an Emerald Court Of a Despatch of Pink.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 12/From Charles Mordaunt to Alexander Pope - 1

FROM THE EARL OF PETERBOROW TO MR. POPE.
1732.
I AM under the greatest impatience to see Dr. Swift at Bevis-Mount, and must signify my mind to him by another hand; it not being permitted me to hold correspondence with the said dean, for no letter of mine can come to his hands.
And whereas it is apparent, in this protestant land, most especially under the care of Divine Providence, that nothing can succeed or come to a happy issue without bribery; therefore let me know what he expects, to comply with my desires, and it shall be remitted unto him.
For, though I would not corrupt any man for the whole world, yet a benevolence may be given without any offence to conscience: every one must confess that gratification and corruption are two distinct terms; nay at worst many good men hold, that, for a good end, some very naughty measures may be made use of.
But, sir, I must give you some good news in relation to myself, because I know you wish me well: I am cured of some diseases in my old age, which tormented me very much in my youth.
I was possessed with violent and uneasy passions, such as a peevish concern for truth, and a saucy love for my country.
When a christian priest preached against the spirit of the Gospel, when an English judge determined ​against magna charta, when the minister acted against common sense, I used to fret.
Now, sir, let what will happen, I keep myself in temper. As I have no flattering hopes, so I banish all useless fears: but as to the things of this world, I find myself in a condition beyond expectation; it being evident, from a late parliamentary inquiry, that I have as much ready money, as much in the funds, and as great a personal estate, as sir Robert Sutton.
If the translator of Homer find fault with this unheroic disposition, or (what I more fear) if the drapier of Ireland accuse the Englishman of want of spirit; I silence you both with one line out of your own Horace, Quid te exempta juvat spinis e pluribus una? for I take the whole to be so corrupted, that a cure in any part would but little avail.
Yours, &c.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 12/From Edward Harley to Jonathan Swift - 2

FROM THE EARL OF OXFORD.
MR. Clayton going to Ireland, I take the opportunity of writing to you, in the first place to tell you, that I am ready to make good my promise which I made of sending you a picture of my father. The painter has done his part, so that the picture is now ready, but I do not know how to send it to you safe: you did tell me a gentleman should call, but where he lives, or who he is, I know not. I am very desirous you should have it, because it has been so long coming; and I am very ambitious of doing any thmg that may in the least be agreeable to you. You had heard of this sooner, but I have been for three months out of town; I made a long progress, even beyond Edinburgh fifty miles.
I inquire of you sometimes of dean Berkeley: I was sorry to hear that you were troubled with that melancholy distemper the want of hearing, although in some cases it is good; but one would have it in one's power to hear or not hear, as it suited best with one's inclinations.
I am also sorry that there is no mention made of any design of your coming into England. I long ​much for it, and do flatter myself with the thoughts of seeing you under my roof, where you shall exert more authority than I will allow to belong to any bishops made since ——. Do not lay aside all thoughts of coming over; change of air may do you good as well as the voyage. I thank God your sister is very well, considering the way she is in; I hope in two months, or thereabouts, she will be much better: she presents her humble service to you. Peggy is very well.
Pope is well I suppose; he is rambling about the country. I have the pleasure of seeing a picture which is very like you every day, and is as good a picture as ever Jarvis painted. I am, sir, your most obedient humble servant and brother,
OXFORD.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 12/From Constantine Phipps to Jonathan Swift - 4

FROM SIR CONSTANTINE PHIPPS.
HAVING been a little indisposed, I went at Christmas into the country, which prevented me from sooner acknowledging the favour of your letter. As to Waters's case, I was informed of it; and the last term I spoke to Mr. Attorney general about it; but he told me, he could not grant a writ of errour in a criminal case, without direction from the king; so that Waters is not likely to have much relief from hence, and therefore I am glad you have some hopes it will drop in Ireland. I think the chief justice should have that regard to his own reputation, to let it go off so; for I believe the oldest man alive, or any law-book, cannot give any instance of such a proceeding. I was informed who was aimed at by the prosecution, which made me very zealous in it; which I shall be in every thing, ​wherein I can be serviceable to that gentleman, for whom nobody has a greater esteem, than your most faithful humble servant,
CON. PHIPPS.
* ↑ Dr. Swift's printer: he was prosecuted for printing "A Proposal for the universal Use of Irish Manufactures," said by mistake to have been written in 1721. The dean, in his letter to Pope, dated January 10, 1721, says, that the jury, which tried him, had been culled with the utmost industry; but that, notwithstanding, they brought him in not guilty. That Whitshed, the judge, sent them out nine times, and kept them eleven hours; till, being tired out, they were forced to leave the matter to the mercy of the judge by a special verdict. The duke of Grafton, lord lieutenant, soon after, upon mature advice, and permission from England, granted a noli prosequi.
* ↑ Sir Robert Raymond.
* ↑ Whitshed.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 12/From Edward Harley to Jonathan Swift - 5

FROM THE EARL OF OXFORD.
DOVER-STREET,
I WAS very much concerned to hear you were so much out of order when I went to the North; and upon my return, which was but lately, I was in hopes to have found you here, and that you would not have gone to your deanery till the Spring. I should be glad to hear that you are well, and have got rid of that troublesome distemper, your deafness.
I have seen Pope but once, and that was but for a few minutes; he was very much out of order, but I hope it only proceeded from being two days in town, and staying out a whole opera. He would not see the coronation, although he might have seen it with little trouble.
I came last night well home, after attending and paying my duty in my rank at the coronation. I hope there will not be another till I can have the laudable excuse of old age not to attend; which is no ill wish to their present majesties, since Nottingham at fourscore could bear the fatigue very well. I will not trouble you with an account of the ceremony; I do not doubt but you will have a full and true account from much better hands.
I have been put in hopes that we shall see you again early in the Spring, which will be a very great pleasure to me.
​There is a gentleman that is now upon putting out a new edition of the Oxford Marmora: I should take it for a great favour if you would be so kind to lend me your copy of that book. I think there are some corrections: if you think fit to do this, Mr. Clayton, who is in Ireland, will take care to bring it safe to me, and I will with great care return it to you again.
I must not conclude this without making my wife's compliments to you. I am, with true respect, sir, your most humble servant,
OXFORD.
You forgot to send me the ballad.
Mr. Clayton will call upon you before he comes to England; I have written to him to that purpose.