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# The Complete Poems of Robert Southwell/Tymes goe by turnes

TYMES GOE BY TURNES.
The loppèd tree in tyme may growe agayne; Most naked plants renewe both frute and floure; The soriest wight may finde release of payne, The dry est soyle sucke in some moystning shoure; Tymes go by turnes and chaunces chang by course, From foule to fayre, from better happ to worse.
The sea of Fortune doth not ever floe, She drawes her favours to the lowest ebb; Her tide hath equall tymes to come and goe, Her loome doth weave the fine and coarsest webb; No joy so great but runneth to an ende, No happ so harde but may in fine amende.
Not allwayes fall of leafe nor ever springe, No endlesse night yet not eternall daye; The saddest birdes a season finde to singe, The roughest storme a calme may soone alaye; Thus with succeding turnes God tempereth all, That man may hope to rise yet feare to fall.
A chaunce may wynne that by mischance was lost; The nett that houldes no greate, takes little fishe; In some thinges all, in all thinges none are croste, Fewe all they neede, but none have all they wishe; Unmedled joyes here to no man befall, Who least hath some, who most hath never all.
NOTES AND ILLUSTRATIONS.
Turnbull has once more provoking misprints in this poem: e.g. st. i. line 3, 'sorest' for 'sorriest:' st. ii. line 3, 'time' for 'tide:' st. iv. line 2, 'web' for 'nett.' 1596 in st. iii. line 2 has 'nor yet' for 'yet not.' 1630 in st.iv.line 5 reads 'vnmingled.' G.
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/"The Laurels"

“THE LAURELS”
At the twentieth and last anniversary.
From these wild rocks I look to-day O’er leagues of dancing waves, and see The far, low coast-line stretch away To where our river meets the sea.
The light wind blowing off the land Is burdened with old voices; through Shut eyes I see how lip and hand The greeting of old days renew.
O friends whose hearts still keep their prime, Whose bright example warms and cheers, Ye teach us how to smile at Time, And set to music all his years!
I thank you for sweet summer days, For pleasant memories lingering long, For joyful meetings, fond delays, And ties of friendship woven strong.
As for the last time, side by side, You tread the paths familiar grown, I reach across the severing tide, And blend my farewells with your own.
Make room, O river of our home! For other feet in place of ours, And in the summers yet to come, Make glad another Feast of Flowers!
Hold in thy mirror, calm and deep, The pleasant pictures thou hast seen; Forget thy lovers not, but keep Our memory like thy laurels green.
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXVIII Christina—

LXXVIII
To Sister Christine
228 W. 39TH STREET
NEW YORK
December 24, 1895
DEAR CHRISTINA —
Merry Christmas and happy New Year to you. I am going today to the country. I return in 10 days.
About the tour through Detroit — I will fix it later on. I am afraid if I go just now, everything here will fall to pieces.
I will come anyway, but I am afraid it will be later than I expected.
My love to Mrs. Phelps, Mrs. Phunkey [Funke] and all our friends and Christmas greetings.
Ever yours in the Lord,
VIVEKANANDA
P.S. Kripananda sends his greetings too.
V.
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXXIII Mrs. Bull

LXXXIII
To Mrs. Ole Bull
228 W. 39TH STREET
NEW YORK
10 January 1896
DEAR MRS. BULL,
I have received your letter and also another from the Secretary of the Harvard Metaphysical Club.[6]*
I will be only too glad to come to Boston for the Harvard lecture especially — but these are the difficulties in the way: First, the work here will fall to pieces; secondly, I have begun to write in right earnest. I want to finish some text books to be the basis of work when I am gone. I want to hurry through four little text books before I go.
Of course it is impossible to come this month as the notices of the four Sunday lectures are out. In the first week of February I have again a lecture at Brooklyn at Dr. Janes's. My idea now is to make a tour to Boston, Detroit, and Chicago in March and then come back to New York a week or so and then start for England. In March I will be able to stay a few weeks at each of these places. Of course it is true that [as] yet I have no competent persons here to carry on the work like Sturdy in England, nor any sincere friend to stand by me except you.
I will do anything you want me to, and if you think it is good for me to come to Boston in February, I am ready.
Ever yours with gratitude, love, and blessings
VIVEKANANDA
P.S. I have not much faith in that Procopeia business, (The Procopeia Club.) except as a nucleus to work from.
My love to Miss Hamlin and all the other friends there.
YOURS, V.
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXXIV Christina

LXXXIV
To Sister Christine
24th Jan. '95 ['96]
DEAR CHRISTINA,
I have not heard from you [for] long. Hope everything is going on well with you and Mrs. Phunkey [Funke].
Did you receive my [6]poem? I had a letter from Mrs. Phelps today. I am coming to Detroit next March early, as I will have to finish my February course in New York. The public lectures will be printed as they are delivered right along. The class lectures will very soon be collected and edited in little volumes.
May the Lord bless you ever and ever.
Yours ever with love and blessings,
VIVEKANANDA
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXXI Mrs. Bull

LXXXI
To Mrs. Ole Bull
228 W. 39TH STREET
NEW YORK
the 3rd Jan. ’96
DEAR MRS. BULL—
I have had a letter from Mr. Trine[6]* asking me to have some classes at the Procopeia[7]* in February. I do not see my way to go to Boston in February, however I may like it. I have given up for the present my plan of going to Detroit and Chicago in February. Later on I will try. Miss [Josephine] Locke will see to my having classes in Chicago and I have some friends in Detroit I may go to Baltimore for a few days in the meanwhile. I enjoyed my visit with the Leggetts exceedingly. It has braced me for further work. I am very well both physically and mentally.
Wishing you a happy New Year,
I remain yours affectionately,
VIVEKANANDA
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXVII Sir—

LXXVII
To the Dewan of Mysore, Madras (His Excellency Seshahari Iyer, K. C. S. I. )
CHICAGO,
the 14th Dec. '95
DEAR SIR —
The gentleman I have the pleasure of introducing to you was the chairman of the Chicago Parliament of religions.
All India owes him a deep debt of gratitude. He is now on a tour through our country, and I am sure you will help him in seeing your part of the country and oblige.
Yours with blessings,
VIVEKANANDA
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXVI Your Highness

LXXVI
To the Maharaja of Limdi,
Cathiawad, Bombay
CHICAGO
14th Dec. '95
YOUR HIGHNESS,
The gentleman whom I have the pleasure of introducing to you was the chairman of the Parliament of Religions held in Chicago.
He is a holy and noble gentleman. We owe him a deep debt of gratitude; and as he is going to make a tour through India, I hope your Highness will extend him the same hospitality as he has to us.
Yours with blessings,
VIVEKANANDA
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXV Christina

LXXV
To Sister Christine
228 W. 39TH STREET
NEW YORK
12 December 1895
DEAR CHRISTINA,
I am going away out of town from the 24th of this month and will come back on the 2nd of January. From the 24th — the 2nd I will not be here. I will settle the dates for Detroit and Chicago after hearing from you and from Chicago.
[Paragraph excised from the original letter.]
My love to Mrs. Phunkey [Funke] [excised] and all other friends.
Ever yours in the Lord,
VIVEKANANDA
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXXVIII Christina

LXXXVIII
To Sister Christine
C/O THE PROCOPEIA
45 ST., BOTOLPH STREET
BOSTON, MASS.
22nd March '96
DEAR CHRISTINA,
Herewith [words excised] to countersign it and put it [words excised]. I am afraid I have made a mistake in writing Miss to your name. In that case you will have to sign also as Miss etc.
I am enjoying Boston very much, especially the old friends here.
They are all kind. Reply promptly. Write fully later on.
With everlasting love and blessings,
Yours etc.,
VIVEKANANDA
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXXIX Mrs. Funkey

LXXXIX
To Mrs. Charles (Mary) Funke
C/O THE PROCOPEIA
45 ST., BOTOLPH STREET
BOSTON, MASS.
22nd March '96
DEAR MRS. FUNKEY [FUNKE] —
I had no time to write a line even, I was so busy. I am enjoying Boston immensely, only hard work. The meeting with old friends is very pleasing, no doubt. The so-called class swelled up to 500 people last night and, am afraid, will go on increasing. Everything going on splendidly. Mr. Goodwin as nice as ever. We are all friends here. I go next week to Chicago.
Hope everything is going on well with you there. Kindly give my love to Mrs. Phelps, Mr. Phelps and all the rest of my friends.
With all love and blessings,
Yours,
VIVEKANANDA
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 9/Letters - Fifth Series/LXXXII Mrs. Funkey

LXXXII
To Mrs. Charles (Mary) Funke
228 W. 39
NEW YORK,
the 6th Jan. 1896.
DEAR MRS. FUNKEY [FUNKE] —
Many, many thanks for the sweet flowers. It recalls to me the beautiful times we had at the Thousand Islands and presages many such summer gatherings.
The work here had begun in right earnest, and we will advance it farther this year than in the last.
I am therefore uncertain as to the exact date of my coming to Detroit. I will come, however, very soon.
Yours ever in the Lord,
VIVEKANANDA
# The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics/The Countess Cathleen in Paradise

Written in 1892 and published in The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics. Included in The Rose collection (1893).
All the heavy days are over; Leave the body's coloured pride Underneath the grass and clover, With the feet laid side by side. Bathed in flaming founts of duty She'll not ask a haughty dress; Carry all that mournful beauty To the scented oaken press. Did the kiss of Mother Mary Put that music in her face? Yet she goes with footstep wary, Full of earth's old timid grace. 'Mong the feet of angels seven What a dancer glimmering! All the heavens bow down to Heaven, Flame to flame and wing to wing.
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# The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics/A Dream of Death

Written in 1892 and published in The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics. Included in The Rose collection (1893).
I dreamed that one had died in a strange place Near no accustomed hand, And they had nailed the boards above her face, The peasants of that land, Wondering to lay her in that solitude, And raised above her mound A cross they had made out of two bits of wood, And planted cypress round; And left her to the indifferent stars above Until I carved these words: She was more beautiful than thy first love, But now lies under boards.
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# The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics/A Faery Song

Written in 1892 and published in The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics. Included in The Rose collection (1893).
Sung by the people of Faery over Diarmuid and Grania, in their bridal sleep under a Cromlech.
We who are old, old and gay, O so old! Thousands of years, thousands of years, If all were told: Give to these children, new from the world, Silence and love; And the long dew-dropping hours of the night, And the stars above: Give to these children, new from the world, Rest far from men. Is anything better, anything better? Tell us it then: Us who are old, old and gay, O so old! Thousands of years, thousands of years, If all were told.
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# The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics

These poems are grouped in some Yeats collections under the name The Rose.
To the Rose upon the Rood of Time
Fergus and the Druid
Cuchulain's Fight with the Sea
The Rose of the World
The Rose of Peace
The Rose of Battle
A Faery Song
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
A Cradle Song
The Pity of Love
The Sorrow of Love
When You Are Old
The White Birds
A Dream of Death
The Countess Cathleen in Paradise
Who Goes with Fergus?
The Man who Dreamed of Faeryland
The Dedication to a Book of Stories Selected from the Irish Novelists
The Lamentation of the Old Pensioner
The Ballad of Father Gilligan
The Two Trees
To Some I Have Talked with by the Fire
To Ireland in the Coming Times
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# The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics/Fergus and the Druid

Written in 1892 and published in The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics. Included in The Rose collection (1893).
Fergus This whole day have I followed in the rocks, And you have changed and flowed from shape to shape, First as a raven on whose ancient wings Scarcely a feather lingered, then you seemed A weasel moving on from stone to stone, And now at last you wear a human shape, A thin grey man half lost in gathering night.
Druid What would you, king of the proud Red Branch kings?
Fergus This would I Say, most wise of living souls: Young subtle Conchubar sat close by me When I gave judgment, and his words were wise, And what to me was burden without end, To him seemed easy, So I laid the crown Upon his head to cast away my sorrow.
Druid What would you, king of the proud Red Branch kings?
Fergus A king and proud! and that is my despair. I feast amid my people on the hill, And pace the woods, and drive my chariot-wheels In the white border of the murmuring sea; And still I feel the crown upon my head.
Druid What would you, Fergus?
Fergus Be no more a king But learn the dreaming wisdom that is yours.
Druid Look on my thin grey hair and hollow cheeks And on these hands that may not lift the sword, This body trembling like a wind-blown reed. No woman's loved me, no man sought my help.
Fergus A king is but a foolish labourer Who wastes his blood to be another's dream.
Druid Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams; Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
Fergus I See my life go drifting like a river From change to change; I have been many things -- A green drop in the surge, a gleam of light Upon a sword, a fir-tree on a hill, An old slave grinding at a heavy quern, A king sitting upon a chair of gold -- And all these things were wonderful and great; But now I have grown nothing, knowing all. Ah! Druid, Druid, how great webs of sorrow Lay hidden in the small slate-coloured thing!
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# The Counter-Reformation

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* Acton, John (1899), "The Counter-Reformation" in Lectures on Modern History.
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# The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics/The Lamentation of the Old Pensioner

Written in 1892 and published in The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics. Included in The Rose collection (1893).
Although I shelter from the rain Under a broken tree My chair was nearest to the fire In every company That talked of love or politics, Ere Time transfigured me.
Though lads are making pikes again For some conspiracy, And crazy rascals rage their fill At human tyranny, My contemplations are of Time That has transfigured me.
There's not a woman turns her face Upon a broken tree, And yet the beauties that I loved Are in my memory; I spit into the face of Time That has transfigured me.
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# The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics/The Dedication to a Book of Stories Selected from the Irish Novelists

Written in 1892 and published in The Countess Kathleen and Various Legends and Lyrics. Included in The Rose collection (1893).
There was a green branch hung with many a bell When her own people ruled this tragic Eire; And from its murmuring greenness, calm of Faery, A Druid kindness, on all hearers fell.
It charmed away the merchant from his guile, And turned the farmer's memory from his cattle, And hushed in sleep the roaring ranks of battle: And all grew friendly for a little while.
Ah, Exiles wandering over lands and seas, And planning, plotting always that some morrow May set a stone upon ancestral Sorrow! I also bear a bell-branch full of ease.
I tore it from green boughs winds tore and tossed Until the sap of summer had grown weary! I tore it from the barren boughs of Eire, That country where a man can be so crossed;
Can be so battered, badgered and destroyed That he's a loveless man: gay bells bring laughter That shakes a mouldering cobweb from the rafter; And yet the saddest chimes are best enjoyed.
Gay bells or sad, they bring you memories Of half-forgotten innocent old places: We and our bitterness have left no traces On Munster grass and Connemara skies.
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# The Czechoslovak flag, historic coat of arms of the Czechoslovak lands

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Proposal of the Czechoslovak state symbols from September 1918, shortly before the foundation of Czechoslovakia
THE CZECHOSLOVAK FLAG HISTORIC COAT OF ARMS OF THE CZECHOSLOVAK LANDS
ARMS AND FLAG OF THE CZECHOSLOVAK NATIONAL COUNCIL
THE CZECHOSLOVAK FLAG
THE colors of the Czechoslovak flag are white and red, in two stripes, the white above the red. This, the historical flag of Bohemia, has been the flag of the Czech and Slovak revolutions against the Hapsburgs from the very beginning, and was used in the revolution of 1848 both by the Czechs and by the Slovaks. The Slovaks of Hungary have lately been using the so-called “Pan-Slavic” tricolor, which. however, is properly Russian. In the Manifesto of the Slovak Constituent Assembly (Liptovsky Sv. Mikulas May, May, 1848), the right to use the white and red as the national colors of Slovakia was made one of the chief demands.
The white-red flag is consecrated by its use in the Czechoslovak armies in the present revolution. Under this flag Czechs and Slovaks have shed their blood in France, Italy and Russia for the cause of the Allies and for their Independence. Hence the white-red flag is both the national and the battle flag of the Czechoslovaks.
FLAG OF THE CZECHOSLOVAK NATIONAL COUNCIL
The future Diet of the Czechoslovak State alone can adopt an official flag for the State. During this war the Czechoslovak National Council, the provisional government of the Czechoslovaks, has adopted as its official colors white and red in a blue field. In the center are the initials Č S, the insignia of the Czechoslovak armies in France and Italy. The blue field is taken from the color of the three mountains Tatra, Matra and Fatra on the Slovak coat of arms. Surmounting the staff of the flag are four interlaced rings, symbolic of the four component lands of the Czechoslovak State: Bohemia, Moravia, Silesia, Slovakia.
Czechoslovak National Council
WASHINGTON, D. C.
September, 1918
The Czechoslovak Flag
Kingdom of Bohemia
Duchy of Silesia
Margravate of Moravia
Slovakia
Moravia
Silesia
Bohemia
Coat of Arms of the Lands of the Ancient Bohemian Crown.
Upper and Lower Lusatia, formerly part of the Bohemian Crown, have since become incorporated with Germany
Arms and Flag of the Czechoslovak National Council
Bartlett Orr Press, New York
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# The Daemon of the World

Privately published with fifty copies issued.
THE DÆMON OF THE WORLD
BY
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY
The First Part
AS PUBLISHED IN 1816 WITH ALASTOR
The Second Part
DECIPHERED AND NOW FIRST PRINTED FROM HIS OWN MANUSCRIPT REVISION AND INTERPOLATIONS IN THE NEWLY DISCOVERED COPY OF QUEEN MAB
LONDON PRIVATELY PRINTED BY H BUXTON FORMAN
88 MARLBOROUGH HILL
1876
Inscribed
TO
THE MEMORY
OF
THOMAS WADE
POET
* Preface
* First part
* Second part
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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