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# The Poem-book of the Gael/The Saltair na Rann/The Creation of the Universe

Published in the Saltair na Rann in the 10th century, denoting lineage to the Irish bishop Oengus the Culdee. Translation from 1912.
THE SALTAIR NA RANN, OR PSALTER OF THE VERSES
Attributed to Oengus the Culdee, ninth century; but the date is probably the close of the tenth century.
I. THE CREATION OF THE UNIVERSE
The poem goes on to speak of the division of the universe into five zones, a torrid, two temperate, and two frigid zones, and of the earth revolving in the centre of the universe, with the firmament about it, "like a shell encircling an egg." The passage of the sun through the constellations is then described, each of the twelve divisions through which it passes being provided with six windows, with close-fitting shutters, and strong ​coverings, which open to shed light by day. The constellations are then named, and the first section of the poem ends as follows:—
* ↑ Whitley Stokes gives "lawful."
* ↑ Comp. the parallel passage in Senchus mòr, Ancient Laws of Ireland, vol. i. intro. p. 26.
* ↑ This is Dr. Whitley Stokes' reading. Dr. R. Thurneysen reads "sextarii."
* ↑ It is not clear what the word glés, gléssib, which occurs frequently in the following passage, means. In mod. Irish, gléas, in one meaning, is a means or instrument for doing a thing. The verb gléasaim="to harness." It seems to have some such meaning here. The winds were apparently harnessed, curbed, or fettered two and two, the whole being held together in one fetter. In another sense gléas means "harmony."
* ↑ Or "track."
* ↑ i.e. the Planets.
* ↑ Or "impure air"?
* ↑ Cf. the parallel passage in the Senchus mòr astronomica tract, Anc. Laws of Ireland, vol. i., Introduction, p. 28.
* ↑ Perhaps "boasting."
# Patronymica Cornu-Britannica/U

U.
USPAR. See Vosper.
USTICK, USTICKE, USTECK. Hals translates ustick, usteck, nightingale; otherwise, fair nightingale (eustick). Pryce renders Ustick, Ystig, studious, affectionate, learned; and gives Yuh'sick, or high place. The name is most probably derived from locality. Conf. Bosustick, Tresustick.
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# Patronymica Cornu-Britannica/Q

Q.
QUAINTANCE. A corruption of Quintin's.
QUANCE. Qu. from coth-nance, the old valley. This name would also corrupt from Quaintance.
QUARM, QUARME, QUARAM. Walter Quarme, clerk, dwelt at Nancar. These names are probably corrupted from Warn, Warne, q. v.
QUARMAN. Lower renders this name "quarryman." But qu. from car-man, the rocky or rock place (W. man, a place).
QUETHIOCK. From Quethiock parish in East hundred. "Mr. Lysons says the anc. name was Cruetheke; it is commonly pronounced Quithik." (D. Gilbert.) The local name is also found written Quedyock. Pryce says Quithiock, Queth-yk, means "the weavers' place" (queth, cloth; quethy, to weave).
QUICK, QUICKE. From guîk, wick, a village. Quick is not an uncommon surname, and Geake is perhaps the same name.
QUITMAN. From quit-ban, -van, the high wood, or quit-mân, the stony wood. There is a place named Quitman in the Southern States of N. A.
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# Thirty Poems/The Cloud on the Way

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THE CLOUD ON THE WAY.
# Caroling Dusk/Arna Bontemps

ARNA BONTEMPS
Arna Bontemps explains that he was just tall enough to see above window sills when the first trolley car came down Lee Street in Alexandria, La. His mother, Marie Pembroke, had been born in this same town but his father had come out of Marksville, a smaller town of that state. Though exceedingly young and very frail, Marie Pembroke had taught school until her marriage, while her husband, Paul Bontemps, was a brick mason, the son and grandson of brick masons.
With Arna Bontemps in his third year and a second child, a girl, just past one, the family left the South for San Francisco. However, they stopped in Los Angeles to visit relatives and have never moved further. Here the boy's mother died some nine years later and here his father is still living. Here also he received his early education in a rather irregular attendance of a number of schools. He went through the schools rapidly enough and in spite of being out several years received a college degree in his twentieth year.
In the year following that he lost his illusions with reference to a musical career and returned to an original intention to eat bread by the sweat of teaching school. It is to be remembered that he went to college first with the purpose of taking a medical course but it took him only a day or two to decide better.
He lives in New York City and is now twenty-four and married.
# Caroling Dusk/A Black Man Talks of Reaping

A BLACK MAN TALKS OF REAPING
# Return

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"A Return" and "The Return" redirect here

## Poems

* A return, a poem by Jaroslav Vrchlický
* "Return", a poem by Sterling A. Brown
* Return, a poem by Charles Hamilton Sorley
* The Return, a poem by Arna Bontemps
* The Return, a poem by Florence Earle Coates
* The Return, a poem by Arnošt Czech z Czechenherzu
* The Return, a poem by Emily Dickinson
* The Return, a poem by Jessie Redmon Fauset
* The Return, a poem by John Freeman
* "The Return", a poem by Julia Boynton Green
* The Return, versions of a poem by Felicia Hemans
* The Return, a poem by Rudyard Kipling
* The Return, a poem by Flora Pauline Wilson Kopta
* The Return, a poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
* The Return, a poem by John Cowper Powys
* The Return, a poem by Robert W. Service
* "The Return", a poem by Frances M. Sharpless
* The Return (He has come, he is here), a poem by Sara Teasdale
* The Return (I turned the key and opened wide the door), a poem by Sara Teasdale
* The Return, a poem by Helen Truesdell
* The Return, a poem by Katharine Tynan

## Short stories

* The Return, a short story by Stacy Aumonier
* "The Return", a short story by Elizabeth Bowen
* The Return, a short story by Joseph Conrad
* The Return, a short story by Robert Murray Gilchrist

## See also

* Returning
# Caroling Dusk/The Return (Bontemps)

THE RETURN
# The Jewish Question

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Serialized article, published in two parts in The Czechoslovak Review from December 1919 to January 1920.
Parts in The Czechoslovak Review (not listed in original)
* The Jewish Question, vol. 3, no. 12.
* The Jewish Question, vol. 4, no. 1.
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# Caroling Dusk/To a Young Girl Leaving the Hill Country

TO A YOUNG GIRL LEAVING THE HILL COUNTRY
# Caroling Dusk/Nocturne at Bethesda

NOCTURNE AT BETHESDA
# Caroling Dusk/Length of Moon

LENGTH OF MOON
# Length of Moon

* "Length of Moon", published in Fire!! (1926)
* "Length of Moon", published in Caroling Dusk (1927)
# Caroling Dusk/Lancelot

LANCELOT
# Caroling Dusk/Gethsemane

GETHSEMANE
# Gethsemane (Kipling)

From The years between (1919).
The Garden called Gethsemane
 In Picardy it was,
And there the people came to see
 The English soldiers pass. We used to pass — we used to pass
 Or halt, as it might be, And ship our masks in case of gas
 Beyond Gethsemane.
The Garden called Gethsemane,
 It held a pretty lass, But all the time she talked to me  I prayed my cup might pass.
The officer sat on the chair,  The men lay on the grass,
And all the time we halted there  I prayed my cup might pass.
It didn’t pass — it didn’t pass —  It didn’t pass from me. I drank it when we met the gas
 Beyond Gethsemane.
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# Caroling Dusk/A Tree Design

A TREE DESIGN
# Thirty Poems/The Tides

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THE TIDES.
# Thirty Poems/Italy

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ITALY.
# Lancelot

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* "Lancelot," in Encyclopædia Britannica (11th ed., 1911)
* "Lancelot", a poem by Arna Bontemps
# Gethsemane

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* "Gethsemane", a poem by Arna Bontemps
* "Gethsemane", a poem by Rudyard Kipling
# Thirty Poems/A Day Dream

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A DAY DREAM.
# Caroling Dusk/Blight

BLIGHT
# Poems (Emerson, 1847)/Blight

BLIGHT.
Give me truths; For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs and simples of the wood, Rue, cinquefoil, gill, vervain, and agrimony, Blue-vetch, and trillium, hawkweed, sassafras, Milkweeds, and murky brakes, quaint pipes, and sundew, And rare and virtuous roots, which in these woods Draw untold juices from the common earth, Untold, unknown, and I could surely spell Their fragrance, and their chemistry apply By sweet affinities to human flesh, Driving the foe and stablishing the friend,— O, that were much, and I could be a part Of the round day, related to the sun And planted world, and full executor ​Of their imperfect functions. But these young scholars, who invade our hills, Bold as the engineer who fells the wood, And travelling often in the cut he makes, Love not the flower they pluck, and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names. The old men studied magic in the flowers, And human fortunes in astronomy, And an omnipotence in chemistry, Preferring things to names, for these were men, Were unitarians of the united world, And, wheresoever their clear eye-beams fell, They caught the footsteps of the Same. Our eyes Are armed, but we are strangers to the stars, And strangers to the mystic beast and bird, And strangers to the plant and to the mine. The injured elements say, 'Not in us;' And night and day, ocean and continent, Fire, plant, and mineral say, 'Not in us,' And haughtily return us stare for stare. For we invade them impiously for gain; We devastate them unreligiously, ​And coldly ask their pottage, not their love. Therefore they shove us from them, yield to us Only what to our griping toil is due; But the sweet affluence of love and song, The rich results of the divine consents Of man and earth, of world beloved and lover, The nectar and ambrosia, are withheld; And in the midst of spoils and slaves, we thieves And pirates of the universe, shut out Daily to a more thin and outward rind, Turn pale and starve. Therefore, to our sick eyes, The stunted trees look sick, the summer short, Clouds shade the sun, which will not tan our hay, And nothing thrives to reach its natural term; And life, shorn of its venerable length, Even at its greatest space is a defeat, And dies in anger that it was a dupe; And, in its highest noon and wantonness, Is early frugal, like a beggar's child; With most unhandsome calculation taught, Even in the hot pursuit of the best aims ​And prizes of ambition, checks its hand, Like Alpine cataracts frozen as they leaped, Chilled with a miserly comparison Of the toy's purchase with the length of life.
# Poems (Emerson, Household Edition, 1904)/Blight

BLIGHT
Give me truths; For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs and simples of the wood, Rue, cinquefoil, gill, vervain and agrimony, Blue-vetch and trillium, hawkweed, sassafras, Milkweeds and murky brakes, quaint pipes and sundew, And rare and virtuous roots, which in these woods Draw untold juices from the common earth, Untold, unknown, and I could surely spell Their fragrance, and their chemistry apply By sweet affinities to human flesh, Driving the foe and stablishing the friend,— O, that were much, and I could be a part Of the round day, related to the sun ​And planted world, and full executor Of their imperfect functions. But these young scholars, who invade our hills, Bold as the engineer who fells the wood, And travelling often in the cut he makes, Love not the flower they pluck, and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names. The old men studied magic in the flowers, And human fortunes in astronomy, And an omnipotence in chemistry, Preferring things to names, for these were men, Were unitarians of the united world, And, wheresoever their clear eye-beams fell, They caught the footsteps of the Same. Our eyes Are armed, but we are strangers to the stars, And strangers to the mystic beast and bird, And strangers to the plant and to the mine. The injured elements say, 'Not in us;' And night and day, ocean and continent, Fire, plant and mineral say, 'Not in us;' And haughtily return us stare for stare. For we invade them impiously for gain; We devastate them unreligiously, And coldly ask their pottage, not their love. Therefore they shove us from them, yield to us Only what to our griping toil is due; But the sweet affluence of love and song, The rich results of the divine consents Of man and earth, of world beloved and lover, ​The nectar and ambrosia, are withheld; And in the midst of spoils and slaves, we thieves And pirates of the universe, shut out Daily to a more thin and outward rind, Turn pale and starve. Therefore, to our sick eyes, The stunted trees look sick, the summer short, Clouds shade the sun, which will not tan our hay, And nothing thrives to reach its natural term; And life, shorn of its venerable length, Even at its greatest space is a defeat, And dies in anger that it was a dupe; And, in its highest noon and wantonness, Is early frugal, like a beggar's child; Even in the hot pursuit of the best aims And prizes of ambition, checks its hand, Like Alpine cataracts frozen as they leaped, Chilled with a miserly comparison Of the toy's purchase with the length of life.
# Blight

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* "Blight", a poem by Arna Bontemps
* "Blight", a poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson
# Caroling Dusk/The Day-breakers

THE DAY-BREAKERS
# Caroling Dusk/Close Your Eyes!

CLOSE YOUR EYES!
# Caroling Dusk/God Give to Men

GOD GIVE TO MEN
# Blight (Emerson)

Give me truths
* Blight in Poems (1847)
* Blight in Poems (Household Edition, 1904)
# Thirty Poems/Waiting by the Gate

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WAITING BY THE GATE.
# Thirty Poems/Not Yet

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NOT YET.
July, 1861.
# Our Country's Call

Originally written in September 1861.
* "Our Country's Call" in Thirty Poems (1864)
* "Our Country’s Call" in The Riverside song book, (1893, song)
# Thirty Poems/Our Country's Call

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OUR COUNTRY'S CALL.
September, 1861
# The Miracle of the Lily

* "The Miracle of the Lily" in Amazing Stories, 3 (1) (April 1928) (transcription project)
* The Miracle of the Lily, edited by Donald Allen Wollheim (March 1948)
# Thirty Poems/The Third of November, 1861

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THE THIRD OF NOVEMBER, 1861.
# Thirty Poems/The Mother's Hymn

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THE MOTHER'S HYMN.
# The Atlantic Monthly/Volume 113

January – June 1914
Issues (relative issue number)
* Number 1 (January 1914), pp. 1–144
* Number 2 (February 1914), pp. 145–288
* Number 3 (March 1914), pp. 289–432
* Number 4 (April 1914), pp. 433–576
* Number 5 (May 1914), pp. 577–720
* Number 6 (June 1914), pp. 721–860
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# Selections from the American Poets/Scene from Atalantis

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SCENE FROM ATALANTIS.
# The Black Camel

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* The Black Camel (1929), by Earl Derr Biggers (transcription project)
* The Black Camel (1930), by G. G. Pendarves
# Selections from the American Poets/A Visit from St. Nicholas

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A VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS.
# A Visit from St. Nicholas

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The poem "Account of a Visit from St. Nicholas", also known as "The Night Before Christmas" from its first line, and first published in 1823, is largely responsible for the contemporary American conception of Santa Claus, including his appearance, the night he visits, his method of transportation, the number and names of his reindeer, and that he brings toys to children. Prior to the poem, American ideas about St. Nicholas and other Christmastide visitors varied considerably.
The poem was published anonymously in 1823 by the Troy Sentinel. It was first attributed to Clement Clarke Moore in 1837 by Charles Fenno Hoffman in The New York Book of Poetry. Moore himself first claimed authorship in his 1844 book Poems. Circa 1860, the family of Major Henry Livingston, Jr. (1748–1828) discovered the claims of Moore's authorship, but waited until after Moore's death to publicly argue that Livingston had first composed the poem circa 1807.
The last two reindeer names were Dunder and Blixem when the poem was first published anonymously on December 23, 1823. The editor of the 1825 McClure Almanac was the first to change Blixem to Blixen. When Moore later published the work as his own (Poems, 1844), the names were spelled Donder and Blitzen. In a number of later reprintings, Dunder/Donder's name is further simplified to Donner.
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* "Account of a Visit from St. Nicholas" in the Troy Sentinel (December 23, 1823)
* "Account of a Visit from St. Nicholas" in the United States National Almanac, edited by David McClure (1825)
* "Account of a Visit from St. Nicholas, or Santa Claus", broadsheet published by the Troy Sentinel (1830)
* "A Visit from St. Nicholas" in Selections from the American Poets, edited by William Cullen Bryant (1840)
* "A visit from St. Nicholas" in Poems by Clement Clarke Moore (1844)
* Included in "The Author of "A Visit from St. Nicholas"" in Century Magazine, 55 (2)
* "A Vision of St. Nicholas" in The Strand Magazine, 2 (12) (1891).
* "A Visit From St. Nicholas" in Poems That Every Child Should Know, edited by Mary E. Burt (1904)
* The Night Before Christmas, illustrated by Arthur Rackham (1915)
* "A Visit from St. Nicholas", in Famous Single Poems (1924), edited by Burton Egbert Stevenson
* "A Visit from St. Nicholas" in Our American Holidays - Christmas (1949)
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# Jersey Journal/1920/Four Are Held As Holiday "Drunks"

Valentine Charles Outwater (1884-1960) in the Jersey Journal on September 7, 1920. The holiday was Labor Day, September 7, 1920.
Four Are Held As Holiday "Drunks"
Four alleged "drunks" were brought into the Communipaw Avenue station over the holiday weekend. Tom Manning, aged 46, of 313 East Forty-third Street, New York, was arrested on Pacific Avenue by Patrolman McGovern Saturday afternoon. He was very mild. Valentine Outwater, aged 41, of 127 Manning Avenue, however, who was arrested at 591 Grand Street by Patrolman Schoenfelder about four-thirty yesterday morning, was said to be "fighting drunk." The cop stated that he was forced to "use force," and the result was that Outwater, before being put in the lock-up, was taken in the auto patrol to the City Hospital to get treatment for a laceration of the scalp. Number three, Andrew Kooker, of 17 Stevens Avenue, when arrested by Patrolman Schoenfelder on Stevens Avenue last night, was peevish, but not violent. He later contented himself with hanging his heels on the door of the "cooler" and singing songs. Tony Christiana of 6f Belmont Avenue, Silver Lake, was arrested at the Central Railroad ferry last night by Patrolman Tuite on a charge of driving automobile while drunk. He as also booked on the additional charges of disorderly person and assault and battery, on complaint of William A. Dowling, an employee of Central Railroad, who complained that Christiana had first abused and then struck him.
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# Pastorals

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* Pastorals, a translation from Virgil by John Dryden
* Pastorals, a collection of poems by Ambrose Philips
* Pastorals, a collection of poems by Alexander Pope
# The Works of Virgil (Dryden)/Georgics (Dryden)

Books (not listed in original)
* The First Book of the Georgics.
* The Second Book of the Georgics.
* The Third Book of the Georgics.
* The Fourth Book of the Georgics.