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# The Wreck of Derry Castle

Day of ending for beginnings! Ocean hath another innings,  Ocean hath another score; And the surges sing his winnings, And the surges shout his winnings, And the surges shriek his winnings,  All along the sullen shore.
Sing another dirge in wailing, For another vessel sailing  With the shadow-ships at sea; Shadow-ships for ever sinking — Shadow-ships whose pumps are clinking, And whose thirsty holds are drinking  Pledges to Eternity.
Pray for souls of ghastly, sodden Corpses, floating round untrodden  Cliffs, where nought but sea-drift strays; Souls of dead men, in whose faces Of humanity no trace is — Not a mark to show their races —  Floating round for days and days.
Ocean's salty tongues are licking  Round the faces of the drowned, And a cruel blade seems sticking  Through my heart and turning round.
Heaven! shall HIS ghastly, sodden  Corpse float round for days and days? Shall it dash 'neath cliffs untrodden,  Rocks where nought but sea-drift strays?
God in heaven! hide the floating,  Falling, rising, face from me; God in heaven! stay the gloating,  Mocking singing of the sea!
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# The Wreck of a World

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The Wreck
of a World
BY
W. GROVE
1/6
THE WRECK OF A WORLD.
LONG'S ALBION LIBRARY.—VOL. II.
THE
WRECK OF A WORLD.
With a Preface by Sir JOHN BROWN, C.E., J.P.
Knight of the Order of Maximilian of Mexico, etc., etc., etc.
BY
W. GROVE,
Author of "A Mexican Mystery,"
SIXTH EDITION.
London:
DIGBY AND LONG, PUBLISHERS,
18, BOUVERIE STREET, FLEET STREET, E.C.
18, Bouverie Street, Fleet Street,
London.
Long's Albion Library.
Under the above heading, Messrs. Digby and Long will issue, from time to time, a series of Shilling Books of Fiction by the best authors. A Mexican Mystery, just published, and which has which has already reached several editions, therefore constitutes No. 1 of this series.
LONDON:
DIGBY AND LONG, PUBLISHERS.
The interest which we take in the development of moral truth and in the illustration of human character, is so much stronger than that which we attach to mere matter of fact, that where the two are combined (that is to say, where a supposed fact is made the foundation of a new and striking illustration of character), our attention is, generally speaking, wholly directed to the latter, and we are inclined to take the fact for granted . . . It is, we believe, an established axiom in the art of lying that almost anything may be made credible of almost any person, provided that the imaginary facts are accompanied by a just representation of the behaviour of the person, such as it might be supposed to be under the alleged circumstances: and this will be more strikingly the case, if some trait of his character, not generally observed, but likely to be immediately recognised, is exhibited for the first time.
J. H. FRERE.
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# The Wreck

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* The Wreck, a poem by Felicia Hemans
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# The Wreck (L. E. L.)

* The Wreck from the Literary Gazette, 10th September 1825 under the pseudonym Iole.
* The Wreck from The Vow of the Peacock and Other Poems, 1835.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/To ——: 'Hadst thou liv'd in days of old'

TO ———
A valentine written in 1816 by Keats for his brother George to send to the lady Georgiana Wylie, whom he afterward married, was later expanded into the following lines. It was included in the 1817 volume. For the original valentine see the Notes at the end of this volume.
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, O what wonders had been told Of thy lively countenance, And thy humid eyes that dance In the midst of their own brightness; In the very fane of lightness. Over which thine eyebrows, leaning, Picture out each lovely meaning: In a dainty bend they lie, Like to streaks across the sky,10 Or the feathers from a crow, Fallen on a bed of snow. Of thy dark hair, that extends Into many graceful bends: As the leaves of Hellebore Turn to whence they sprung before. And behind each ample curl ​Peeps the richness of a pearl. Downward too flows many a tress With a glossy waviness;20 Full, and round like globes that rise From the censer to the skies Through sunny air. Add too, the sweetness Of thy honied voice; the neatness Of thine ankle lightly turn'd: With those beauties scarce discern'd, Kept with such sweet privacy, That they seldom meet the eye Of the little loves that fly Round about with eager pry.30 Saving when, with freshening lave, Thou dipp'st them in the taintless wave; Like twin water-lilies, born In the coolness of the morn. O, if thou hadst breathèd then, Now the Muses had been ten. Couldst thou wish for lineage higher Than twin-sister of Thalia? At least for ever, evermore Will I call the Graces four.40
Hadst thou liv'd when chivalry Lifted up her lance on high, Tell me what thou wouldst have been? Ah! I see the silver sheen Of thy broider'd, floating vest Cov'ring half thine ivory breast: Which, O heavens! I should see, But that cruel destiny Has plac'd a golden cuirass there; Keeping secret what is fair.50 Like sunbeams in a cloudlet nested Thy locks in knightly casque are rested: O'er which bend four milky plumes Like the gentle lily's blooms Springing from a costly vase. See with what a stately pace Comes thine alabaster steed; Servant of heroic deed! O'er his loins his trappings glow Like the northern lights on snow.60 Mount his back! thy sword unsheath! Sign of the enchanter's death; Bane of every wicked spell; Silencer of dragon's yell. Alas! thou this wilt never do: Thou art an enchantress too, And wilt surely never spill Blood of those whose eyes can kill.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Verses written during a Tour in Scotland

VERSES WRITTEN DURING A TOUR IN SCOTLAND
Keats saw his brother George and wife set sail from Liverpool at the end of June, 1818, and then set forth with his friend Charles Armitage Brown on a walking tour through Wordsworth's country and into Scotland. The verses included in this section were all sent in letters, chiefly to his brother Tom. He did not include any in the volume which he published in 1820, and they first saw the light when Lord Houghton included them in the Life, Letters and Literary Remains. The more off-hand and familiar verses written at this time are given in the Appendix.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/To a Young Lady who sent me a Laurel Crown

TO A YOUNG LADY WHO SENT ME A LAUREL CROWN
First printed by Lord Houghton in the Life, Letters and Literary Remains, but undated.
Fresh morning gusts have blown away all fear From my glad bosom,—now from gloominess I mount for ever—not an atom less ​Than the proud laurel shall content my bier. No! by the eternal stars! or why sit here In the Sun's eye, and 'gainst my temples press Apollo's very leaves, woven to bless By thy white fingers and thy spirit clear. Lo! who dares say, 'Do this?' Who dares call down My will from its high purpose? Who say, 'Stand,' Or 'Go?' This mighty moment I would frown On abject Cæsars—not the stoutest band Of mailèd heroes should tear off my crown: Yet would I kneel and kiss thy gentle hand!
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/What the Thrush said

WHAT THE THRUSH SAID
In a long letter to Reynolds, dated February 19, 1818, Keats writes earnestly of the sources of inspiration to a poet, and especially of the need of a receptive attitude: 'Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive; budding patiently under the eye of Apollo and taking hints from every noble insect that favours us with a visit—Sap will be given us for meat, and dew for drink. I was led into these thoughts, my dear Reynolds, by the beauty of the morning operating on a sense of Idleness. I have not read any Book—the Morning said I was right—I had no idea but of the Morning, and the Thrush said I was right, seeming to say,' and then follows the poem. It was first printed in Life, Letters and Literary Remains.
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind, Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist, And the black elm tops 'mong the freezing stars, To thee the spring will be a harvest-time. O thou, whose only book has been the light Of supreme darkness which thou feddest on Night after night when Phœbus was away, To thee the Spring shall be a triple morn. O fret not after knowledge—I have none, And yet my song comes native with the warmth. O fret not after knowledge—I have none, And yet the Evening listens. He who saddens At thought of idleness cannot be idle, And he 's awake who thinks himself asleep.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/To a Lady seen for a Few Moments at Vauxhall

TO A LADY SEEN FOR A FEW MOMENTS AT VAUXHALL
First published in Hood's Magazine for April 1844, and afterward included in Life, Letters and Literary Remains. No date is given, and the poem is placed here from a fancied association with the lady whom Keats saw at Hastings and who started the train of thought in his letter to his brother and sister, October 25, 1818.
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb, Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand, Since I was tangled in thy beauty's web, And snared by the ungloving of thine hand. And yet I never look on midnight sky, But I behold thine eyes' well-memoried light; I cannot look upon the rose's dye, But to thy cheek my soul doth take its flight; I cannot look on any budding flower, But my fond ear, in fancy at thy lips And hearkening for a love-sound, doth devour Its sweets in the wrong sense:—Thou dost eclipse Every delight with sweet remembering, And grief unto my darling joys dost bring.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Verses to Fanny Brawne

VERSES TO FANNY BRAWNE
Although these are not the only poems which owe their origin to Keats's consuming passion, they are grouped here because, apparently written in the same period, they stand as a painful witness to the ebbing tide of Keats's life.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/To my Brother George

TO MY BROTHER GEORGE
The first in the group of sonnets in the 1817 volume. A transcript by George Keats bears the date 'Margate, August, 1816.'
Many the wonders I this day have seen: The sun, when first he kist away the tears That fill'd the eyes of morn;—the laurell'd peers Who from the feathery gold of evening lean;— The ocean with its vastness, its blue green, Its ships, its rocks, its caves, its hopes, its fears,— Its voice mysterious, which whoso hears Must think on what will be, and what has been. E'en now, dear George, while this for you I write, Cynthia is from her silken curtains peeping So scantly, that it seems her bridal night, And she her half-discover'd revels keeping. But what, without the social thought of thee, Would be the wonders of the sky and sea?
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/To the Nile

TO THE NILE
Composed February 4, 1818, in company with Shelley and Hunt, who each wrote a sonnet on the same theme. It was first published by Lord Houghton in the Life, Letters and Literary Remains.
Son of the old moon-mountains African! Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile! We call thee fruitful, and that very while ​A desert fills our seeing's inward span; Nurse of swart nations since the world began, Art thou so fruitful? or dost thou beguile Such men to honour thee, who, worn with toil, Rest for a space 'twixt Cairo and Decan? O may dark fancies err! They surely do; 'T is ignorance that makes a barren waste Of all beyond itself. Thou dost bedew Green rushes like our rivers, and dost taste The pleasant sun-rise. Green isles hast thou too, And to the sea as happily dost haste.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/To —— 'Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs'

TO ——
There is no clue to the identity of the person addressed and no date is affixed. It was published in the 1817 volume, and there follows the one addressed to his brother George.
Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs Be echoed swiftly through that ivory shell Thine ear, and find thy gentle heart; so well Would passion arm me for the enterprise: But ah! I am no knight whose foeman dies; No cuirass glistens on my bosom's swell; I am no happy shepherd of the dell Whose lips have trembled with a maiden's eyes. ​Yet must I dote upon thee,—call thee sweet, Sweeter by far than Hybla's honied roses When steep'd in dew rich to intoxication. Ah! I will taste that dew, for me 't is meet, And when the moon her pallid face discloses, I 'll gather some by spells, and incantation.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Translation from a Sonnet of Ronsard

TRANSLATION FROM A SONNET OF RONSARD
Published in Life, Letters and Literary Remains in a letter to Reynolds, of which the probable date is September 22, 1818; in a letter to Charles Wentworth Dilke September 21, 1818, Keats quotes the last line with the remark: 'You have passed your Romance, and I never gave in to it, or else I think this line a feast for one of your Lovers.' The text of the sonnet will be found in the Appendix.
Nature withheld Cassandra in the skies, For more adornment, a full thousand years; She took their cream of Beauty's fairest dyes, And shaped and tinted her above all Peers: Meanwhile Love kept her dearly with his wings, And underneath their shadow fill'd her eyes With such a richness that the cloudy Kings Of high Olympus utter'd slavish sighs. When from the Heavens I saw her first descend, My heart took fire, and only burning pains, They were my pleasures—they my Life's sad end; Love pour'd her beauty into my warm veins. .........
# The Zoologist/4th series, vol 5 (1901)/Issue 722/Notices of New Books

Published in The Zoologist, 4th series, vol 5, issue 722, p. 320
NOTICES OF NEW BOOKS.
This is a very welcome addition to the naturalist's library. In a general way the subject has been treated in the different serial zoological publications which have appeared during late years, but then the limit of space has been defined by the publisher rather than the limits of the subject by its author, while now a volume of some 650 pages has been devoted to it.
Dr. Gadow has done his work very thoroughly, and one very prominent and useful feature is to be found in the outline maps, which give at a glance the distribution of the larger groups and families. It is abundantly evident that this method is far clearer and much more convincing to the reader than a verbal enumeration of zoo-geographical provinces and regions, which are now no longer uniform in use and description. Thus when we come to the Frogs (Ranidæ) a glance at the map at once shows the startling fact to the uninitiated that practically none are found in Australia, and that they are also absent from the larger and southern portion of South America. We are also glad to see the correction of some popular and unexpected errors. We have all read and re-read Wallace's charming 'Malay Archipelago,' which has even a greater charm to those who have visited the region, and we well remember the account and figure of the Bornean "Flying Frog" (Racophorus pardalis). Specimens from Wallace's collection are in the British Museum, and it appears that the dimensions have been incorrectly given. It now appears that instead of the webs of all the feet together measuring about twelve square inches, they only measure three square inches. "By some unfortunate oversight Wallace must have mixed up the total expanded area with that of the four hands and feet."
In this publication the subjects are not restricted to "living animals," and the Dinosauria receive fuller treatment than that of the usual inscription on a zoological tombstone. We are no longer living in a Reptilian age, the sun of which has probably set for ever so far as this planet is concerned; and the practice has been too much to neglect the dead giants of the past in describing the living pigmies of the present. Dr. Gadow has not followed this unfortunate method of obscuration. We notice in respect to the "Snake-eating Cobra" (Ophiophagus elaps), it is stated that it reaches the enormous length, for a poisonous snake, of twelve feet or more. In 'The Zoologist' for 1875 (p. 4625) will be found the record of one brought from the Malay Peninsula, which was measured by Dr. Günther, and attained a length of 13 ft. 2 in.
This is really a book for reference, and maintains the high character of the series. The illustrations are excellent, and the drawings on wood have been, with few exceptions, made by Miss Durham, mostly from living specimens.
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# The Works of Li-Po

LI PO, THE CHINESE POET
The WORKS of LI-PO
The Chinese Poet ❧ Done into English Verse by SHIGEYOSHI OBATA ❧ With an Introduction and Biographical and Critical Matter Translated from the Chinese
LONDON & TORONTO • MCMXXIII
J. M. DENT & SONS LIMITED
CONTENTS
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# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)

13 volume series edited by Ernest Hartley Coleridge and Rowland Edmund Prothero
Poetry
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* Volume 6 (Don Juan)
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Letters and Journals
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# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry

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# The Works of James Thomson/Rule, Britannia!

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When Britain first, at Heaven's command Arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter of the land, And guardian angels sung this strain:
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves: "Britons never will be slaves."
The nations, not so blest as thee, Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall; While thou shalt flourish great and free, The dread and envy of them all.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves: "Britons never will be slaves."
Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful, from each foreign stroke; As the loud blast that tears the skies, Serves but to root thy native oak.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves: "Britons never will be slaves."
Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame: All their attempts to bend thee down, Will but arouse thy generous flame; But work their woe, and thy renown.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves: "Britons never will be slaves."
To thee belongs the rural reign; Thy cities shall with commerce shine: All thine shall be the subject main, And every shore it circles thine.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves: "Britons never will be slaves."
The Muses, still with freedom found, Shall to thy happy coast repair; Blest Isle! With matchless beauty crown'd, And manly hearts to guard the fair.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves: "Britons never will be slaves."
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# The Works of Li-Po/Three with the Moon and His Shadow

​54. THREE WITH THE MOON AND HIS SHADOW 月下獨酌
With a jar of wine I sit by the flowering trees.
I drink alone, and where are my friends?
Ah, the moon above looks down on me;
I call and lift my cup to his brightness.
And see, there goes my shadow before me.
Hoo! We're a party of three, I say,—
Though the poor moon can't drink,
And my shadow but dances around me,
We're all friends to-night,
The drinker, the moon and the shadow.
Let our revelry be meet for the spring time!
I sing, the wild moon wanders the sky.
I dance, my shadow goes tumbling about.
While we're awake, let us join in carousal;
Only sweet drunkeness shall ever part us.
Let us pledge a friendship no mortals know,
And often hail each other at evening
Far across the vast and vaporous space!
# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Letters and Journals

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