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# The Collected poems of Rupert Brooke/The Song of the Pilgrims

​ THE SONG OF THE PILGRIMS
(Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, they sing this beneath the trees.)
What light of unremembered skies Hast thou relumed within our eyes, Thou whom we seek, whom we shall find? . . . A certain odour on the wind, Thy hidden face beyond the west, These things have called us; on a quest Older than any road we trod, More endless than desire. . . . Far God, Sigh with thy cruel voice, that fills The soul with longing for dim hills And faint horizons! For there come Grey moments of the antient dumb Sickness of travel, when no song Can cheer us; but the way seems long; And one remembers. . . . Ah! the beat Of weary unreturning feet, And songs of pilgrims unreturning! . . . The fires we left are always burning On the old shrines of home. Our kin Have built them temples, and therein Pray to the Gods we know; and dwell ​In little houses lovable, Being happy (we remember how!) And peaceful even to death. . . . O Thou, God of all long desirous roaming, Our hearts are sick of fruitless homing, And crying after lost desire. Hearten us onward! as with fire Consuming dreams of other bliss. The best Thou givest, giving this Sufficient thing—to travel still Over the plain, beyond the hill, Unhesitating through the shade, Amid the silence unafraid, Till, at some sudden turn, one sees Against the black and muttering trees Thine altar, wonderfully white, Among the Forests of the Night.
# The Collected poems of Rupert Brooke/The South Seas

THE SOUTH SEAS
# The Eighth Sin/Our House

It should be yours, if I could build The quaint old dwelling I desire, With books and pictures bravely filled And chairs beside an open fire White-panelled rooms with candles lit— I lie awake to think of it!
A dial for the sunny hours, A garden of old-fashioned flowers— Sav marigolds and lavender And mignonette and fever-few, And Judas tree and maiden-hair And candytuft and thyme and rue— All these for you to wander in.
A Chinese carp (called Mandarin!) Waving a sluggish silver fin Deep in the moat: so tame he comes To lip your fingers offering crumbs. Tall chimneys, like long listening ears, White shutters, ivy green and thick, And walls of ruddy Tudor brick Grown mellow with the passing years.
And windows with small leaded panes, Broad window-seats for when it rains. A big blue bowl of pot-pourri And—yes, a Spanish chestnut-tree To coin the autumn's minted gold. A summer-house for drinking tea— All these (just think!) for you and me.
A staircase of the old black wood Cut in the days of Robin Hood, And banisters worn smooth as glass Down which your hand will lightly pass. A piano with dear yellow keys For wistful twilight melodies And dusty bottles in a bin— All these for you to revel in!
But when? Ah well, until that time We'll habit in this house of rhyme!
# The Eighth Sin/Song

O cherry-tree, let slip your petals bright A whirling flight Of April snow, O let them eddy in the windy height Then drift upon the grass below.
O cool blue harbours of twilight Unmoor your galleons white And trim their spars Come plunging through the purple night The great armada of the stars.
# The Eighth Sin/The Passionate Student to his Junior Bursar

"Come down, O battels, from this giddy height. What pleasure lives in height? (the student sang.)"
Come tell me, Junior Bursar, do, How can these items all be true? Five bob for beer, when I've had none! My scout must be the lucky one.
You've charged me for desserts in Hall When I've had no desserts at all; For when they ask, I always say, "O take the nasty sweets away."
For baths I'm muleted two and two (I'll give up bathing P. D. Q.); One thing is very plain to me, I'll soon have no more L. S. D.
To Hall I hardly ever go, I quail no drink but H$_2$O, For tea I have a penny bun, Yet battels come to three pounds one.
If I had Mr. Belloc's ski I'd make you blush for such a bill; It really needs a Balliol scribe To write a fitting diatribe.
I've said enough: from first to last I am not an iconoclast, But (if it will not cause you pain) I wish you kindly would explain.
# The Eighth Sin/Robin Herrick in Eights Week

When in a punt my Julia goes She wields the pole and chastely shows Her dainty ankles—I repose.
And as she poles she smiling thinks "I'm glad I wore the silk ones—pink's My colour"—O the crafty minx!
I, meditating on her charms, Her supple grace, her bare brown arms . . . Suddenly, smitten with alarms
I feel a scratch. O where are we? Under the spiky hawthorn tree, Whither her punting taketh me!
# The Eighth Sin/Rondel

The world has cast her habiting Of wind, of frost, of cold grey rain; In sunny robes of braver grain She dons the broidery of Spring. And every tiny living thing In his own way declares amain: "The world has cast her habiting Of wind, of frost, of cold grey rain." And streams and brooks the tidings bring Wearing their liveries again Of gold and silver; Winter slain, April may laugh aloud, and sing: "The world has cast her habiting Of wind, of frost, of cold grey rain."
# The Eighth Sin/The Editor Regrets

"The Editor regrets that he is reluctantly compelled to return the enclosed MS."—The Editor of The English Review.
"The Editor regrets that he Cannot accept your poetry"— This does not mean (observe his tact!) A lack of merit, for in fact He sends it back "reluctantly."
Many a hopeful jeu d'esprit I post (enclosing stamps) with glee. What happens? Well, to be exact, "The Editor regrets."
O journals of democracy, Spectator, Punch, or P. M. G. I think your Editors are cracked, I think they all have cataract— Hullo! A letter here for me? O Lord! The same hypocrisy— "The Editor regrets."
# The Eighth Sin/The Exile and the Rock Limpet

(Suggested by Turner's painting at the Tate Gallery, thus described in the catalogue: Blood-red sunset reflected in a shallow tidal pool on the shore at St. Helena; Napoleon stands, with arms folded, looking at the limpet.)
The dying Day lies bleeding in the west, Stanching his ebbing anguish in the cool Blue bosom of the Night . . . And by the salty island shore a pool, A shallow tidal pool, his blood reflects, Mirrors the crimson . . . Alone and peaceful to her evening meal The tiny limpet goes, perchance reviewing In the chaste closets of her virgin mind The unambitious current of her thoughts, Her calm desires; and from her fluted shell She shyly looks about, bearing her eyes Upon retractile stalks; with sheepish joy Observes one of her kindred gastropods, Significantly beckon from afar.
O gentle cochlea! Unwitting thou That on the rocky promont near at hand There stands with folded arms, with brow contort,
The Emperor . . . Ah! does he meditate A vesper dish of plaintive homely snails Seethed in the Corsican white wine he loves? No, harmless mollusc, no such carnal wish. For lo, he thinks with melancholy pangs How much more pleasant is thy fate than his; No ferment of regrets, no shattered hopes, No griefs of exile (lo, thy modest home Is ever with thee)—thus, in short, he broods. The Emperor would gladly interchange His lot with thine, O unambitious snail . . .
(Cetera desunt).
Rudyard Kipling moralizes:— Fortune's coin is fickle: she spins both heads and tails. Even in your glory forbear to sneer at snails!
# The Eighth Sin/The Weathercock

I often envy the golden cock Atop St. Mary's spire What sights there are for him to see What music to admire— The rose-red dawns, the chime of bells, The sunsets fringed with fire.
From his windy vantage does he see The crumbling walls of grey? And Isis, through the cloth of green Stitching her silver way? Does the scent of Cotswold violets come From twenty miles away?
Aloft in the cool blue void of night Does he count the stars? Until Through the smoke of smouldering dawn he hears His brethren on Cumnor Hill Hailing the flames of coming day With voices clear and shrill?
Alas, be neither hears nor sees His gilded eyes are blind And he must always face the breeze Nor ever look behind— If the wind be east, though the sun set red He may not ever turn his head!
# The Eighth Sin/The Blue Tree

New College men, wherever they be, East or West or over the sea, Never forget the bright blue tree— O to remember, O to recall The dear blue tree by the garden-wall!
Few of its lovers know its name, But they remember it just the same, Think of it glowing, a pale blue flame By the bastion in the old grey wall— All the world over, still they recall The sweet blue tree by the garden-wall.
New College men, though far away, Have never forgotten the red red may Or the cherry-tree tossing its petals away, Or the chestnut walk, or the limes so tall— Dear are all these, but dearest of all The sweet blue tree by the garden-wall.
# The Eighth Sin/The Rhymester's Switch

Dear P. H. D., I dare not quote The lines that once to you I wrote, Which give this little verse its name— For they were broad, and prudes exclaim That broadness has no antidote!
Since we are both in the same boat, I with my beam, you with your mote, Ours is the smile, and ours the shame, Dear P. H. D!
Still, you recall? Then we will gloat In secret. And this favour note: To you this booklet gratis came, No others shall receive the same; My other friends must pay their groat, Dear P. H. D!
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Cognovit

Edition of 1920. See also Confession of judgment on Wikipedia, cognovit on Wiktionary, and the disclaimer.
COGNOVIT, in law, a written confession given by the defendant that the action of the plaintiff is just, or that he has no available defense.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Cogswell, Mason Fitch

Edition of 1920. See also Mason Fitch Cogswell on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
COGSWELL, Mason Fitch, American physician: b. Canterbury, Conn., 28 Sept. 1761; d. Hartford, Conn., 10 Dec. 1830. He was adopted by Samuel Huntington, president of the Continental Congress and governor of Connecticut, and was graduated valedictorian at Yale 1780. He studied medicine with his brother James, at the soldiers' hospital in New York during the Revolution, and eventually became one of the best known surgeons in the country. He was the first in the United States to remove a cataract from the eye, and to tie the carotid artery (1803). Mainly through his influence the first asylum for deaf-mutes was founded in this country at Hartford, and his daughter Alice was its first pupil. He was also a founder of the Retreat for the Insane in the same city.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Cliff Swallow

Edition of 1920. See also American Cliff Swallow on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
CLIFF SWALLOW, a swallow of North America also known as the eaves swallow, which makes its nest about barns and outbuildings. It has a white forehead, a gray breast and collar and a square tail. Its nest is always placed on the outside of the building, unlike that of the fork-tailed barn swallow. Before the country was settled these birds nested in colonies on the sides of cliffs. Its nests in these situations were globular with a narrow neck. With the advent of civilization the birds abandoned the cliffs and began to build their nests in the better-sheltered spaces under the eaves of houses and bams. Their nests have also in some cases lost their flask-like form, now being mostly in the shape of a cup. Consult Knowlton, ‘Birds of the World’ (New York 1909).
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Cogniet, Leon

Edition of 1920. See also Léon Cogniet on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
COGNIET, kōn-yā, Leon, French historical and portrait painter; b. Paris, 29 Aug. 1794; d. there, 20 Nov. 1880. He studied under Guerin, obtained the Grand Prix de Rome in 1817 and became a member of the Institute in 1849. His first picture of note was ‘Marius among the Ruins of Carthage’ (1824), now in the Museum of Toulouse. His other works include ‘the Massacre of the Innocents,’ and his masterpiece, ‘Tintoretto Painting the Portrait of His Dead Daughter’ (1845) in the Bordeaux Museum. Of his portraits may be mentioned the ‘Maréchal Maison,’ ‘Louis Philippe’ and ‘M. de Crillon.’ He decorated several ceilings in the Louvre and the Halle de Godiaque in the Hôtel de Ville, Paris, and a chapel in the church of Madeleine. At first he painted in classical style, but later adopted the methods of the Romanticists. His pictures are careful in composition but lack imagination and strength of color. Many famous artists of a later day were pupils in his studio.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Cogswell, Joseph Green

Edition of 1920. See also Joseph Cogswell on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
COGSWELL, Joseph Green, American librarian and bibliographer: b. Ipswich, Mass., 27 Sept. 1786; d. Cambridge, Mass., 26 Nov. 1871. He was graduated at Harvard in 1806 and practised law for a few years in Belfast, Me. He was a tutor at Harvard 1813-15 and after four years of study in Europe he was made professor of geology and mineralogy and librarian at Harvard. In 1823, in connection with George Bancroft, he founded the famous Round Hill school at Northampton, Mass., the plan and methods of instruction being based on an examination of the best English and German systems of education. The school was discontinued in 1836. After a period of editorship of the New York Review, Cogswell, with John Jacob Astor, Fitz-Greene Halleck and Washington Irving, formulated the plan of the Astor Library. Cogswell was appointed its chief (1848), a place for which his remarkable attainments as a bibliographer eminently qualified him. He went abroad to purchase books and laid the foundation of the present collection with rare discrimination and economy. He presented to it his own fine collection of bibliographical works and prepared a catalogue of its contents. Advancing years caused his retirement in 1861. He was a frequent contributor to the leading reviews, such as the North American Review, Blackwoods and the Monthly Anthology. Consult Ticknor, ‘Life of Joseph Green Cogswell as Sketched in his Letters’ (Cambridge, Mass., 1874).
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Cohabitation

Edition of 1920. See also Cohabitation on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
COHABITATION, the act of a man and woman in living together as husband and wife. It does not necessarily include the notion of sexual intercourse between the parties, but is commonly held, even in law, to do so, and this is always the case when the parties are unmarried. Applied to husband and wife it may mean only consortium. Cohabitation raises a legal presumption of marriage between the parties cohabiting, which may be rebutted by other evidence. See Marriage.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Cognizance

Edition of 1920. See also Cognizance on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
COGNIZANCE, an old term in common law signifying legal jurisdiction or acknowledgment of a fact entailing certain legal consequences. The term is used in the United States to signify a general sense of jurisdiction as in the phrase “to take cognizance of a cause of action.” In pleading, cognizance signifies a formal acknowledgment of an act alleged. In former times cognizance of pleas was jurisdiction of causes, a privilege granted by the king to a city or town to set up a tribunal for the trial of suits. The term is also used in heraldry to signify some distinguishing mark as a crest or badge.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Cohan, George Michael

Edition of 1920. See also George M. Cohan on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
COHAN, George Michael, American comedian and playwright: b. Providence, R. I., 1878. When nine years old he appeared in 'Daniel Boone' and later with other members of his family toured the country as “The Four Cohans.” They were among the greatest attractions on the vaudeville stage. From 1899 to 1914 George M. Cohan wrote and produced a
great number of musical comedies, usually appearing himself in the principal part. These plays included such successes as ‘Little Johnny Jones’; ‘The Governor's Son’; ‘Forty-Five Minutes from Broadway’; ‘George Washington, Jr.’; ‘The Yankee Prince’; ‘Get-Rich-Quick Wallingford’; ‘Broadway Jones’; ‘Seven Keys to Baldpate.’ In 1914 Mr. Cohan retired from the control of his several theatres in New York to devote himself exclusively to writing and composing.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Boston News Letter

Edition of 1920. See also The Boston News-Letter on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
BOSTON NEWS LETTER, the first real newspaper of America, edited by John Campbell (q.v.), a Scotch bookseller and postmaster of Boston, who had been actively writing and sending “news letters” of European occurrences to New England governors for a year or more and thought it would save trouble to print them for all. With official permission he issued on 24 April 1704, the first number of a weekly consisting of a single leaf, 8 x 12, printed on both sides and dated “From Monday, April 17, to Monday, April 24, 1704.” It was printed by Bartholomew Green, for many years one of the best printers of Boston, who in 1722 became its editor. Dying in 1732, he was succeeded by his son-in-law, John Draper, who conducted it till his death in 1762 and made it a representative of the best interests of the province; he was a journalist of the highest character. His son, Richard Draper, considered the best news compiler of his day, though in feeble health, edited the paper till his death in 1774, when his widow succeeded him and carried it to the end. Draper had been an ardent loyalist and firmly supported the mother country in the stormy times of the previous decade; his widow naturally shared his feeling, and when the young man, Robert Boyle, whom she installed as editor, showed sympathy with the Revolution, she replaced him
by John Howe, who conducted it till the British evacuated Boston, 17 March 1776, when he and Mrs. Draper left with them and the paper ceased to exist. The British government gave her a life pension. There are only three copies of the first number extant: in the Massachusetts Historical Society at Boston, the American Antiquarian Society at Worcester, Mass., and the New York Historical Society at New York. A facsimile of the first page is given in the ‘Memorial History of Boston,’ Vol. II, page 389. See American Newspapers. Consult Weeks, L. H., Bacon, E. M., ‘An Historical Digest of the Provincial Press 1689-1783’ (Vol. I, Boston 1911).
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Boston Port Bill

Edition of 1920. See also Boston Port Act on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
BOSTON PORT BILL, of 31 March 1774, was Great Britain's retort to the destruction of the tea in Boston Harbor, 16 Dec. 1773. (See Boston Tea Party). The maintenance of English authority by force, or abdication in favor of a party which would maintain it, were the only alternatives left to the government. The King's Speech of 7 March 1774 charged the colonists with attempting to injure British commerce and subvert the Constitution, and on the 18th Lord North brought in the Port Bill, providing that there should be no further “landing or discharging, lading or shipping of goods, wares and merchandise at the town and within the harbor of Boston” till the town paid for the tea and promised submission to the laws; that the colony's seat of government should be removed to Salem and Marblehead made a port of entry, the act to take effect 1 June. Even some of the best friends of America in Parliament at first approved it as moderate and reasonable, as the town could end the punishment at any moment by paying for legitimate merchandise destroyed by riot and allowing law and order to have their course; but the Whig opposition soon collected itself and the bill was fought in its various stages by Burke, Barre, Pownall and others. In spite of them it became a law 31 March, without a division in the Commons and by unanimous vote in the Lords. The fleet and army were, of course, to join in enforcing the blockade; Boston was filled with troops and Gage made commander-in-chief. The immediate results were a flood of contributions from the other New England towns, of grain and provisions, so great that the Boston leaders boasted that it would become the chief grain port of America if the act were not repealed; and finally a general congress, the first Continental Congress, was called to discuss this and other obnoxious acts passed in the same year and to devise measures of relief. Consult Frothingham, ‘Rise of the Republic’ (Boston 1872); Pickering, ‘Statutes at Large’ (Vol. XXX, London 1842); Halsey, ‘Boston Port Bill’ (New York 1904).
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Boston Corner

Edition of 1920. See also the disclaimer.
BOSTON CORNER. See Boundaries of the United States.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Boston Ten Towns

Edition of 1920. See also the disclaimer.
BOSTON TEN TOWNS. See Boundaries of the United States.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Boston (game)

Edition of 1920. See also Boston (card game) on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
BOSTON, a game of cards played by four persons, with two packs of cards. Counters are used generally of three colors and values, and each hand is settled for as soon as finished. The entire first pack is dealt out by fours and fives, and the second pack is cut for trump, the suit of the card turned being “first preference,” the other suit of the same color “second preference,” and the other two “plain suits.” If the first player can make five tricks, he says, “I go to Boston”; and his competitors may overbid him by saying, “I go 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 or 13,” as the hand of each may warrant. Should either of them fail to make the number of tricks he “bids” for, he must pay to each competitor a forfeit regulated by a card of prices, which must be prepared beforehand. Without such a card Boston cannot be played. He may also bid to lose twelve tricks, after discarding one card that is not shown, which bid is called “little misère”; or to lose all tricks, which is called “grand misère.” If he
wins all tricks it is a “grand slam.” Players who do not bid the first time may outbid the others only in “misères.” If a player should take more tricks than he bids for, he is paid for the extra tricks, but on a lower scale than if he had bid and taken the higher number of tricks. If no bid should be made, a “misère partout” is played, the trump being turned down, and each player trying to take as few tricks as possible. It is one of the most complicated of games. It is said to have been introduced into France by Dr. Franklin, who gave it the name of his native city.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Boston Case

Edition of 1920. See also http://www.mainestory.info/mainestory/Atticus.html, and the disclaimer.
BOSTON CASE, in the history of slavery, a case where a Georgia slave hid or was hidden on the ship Boston returning from Georgia to Maine and on her arrival escaped to Canada. The governor of Georgia issued a requisition to the governor of Maine for the surrender of the captain to the Georgia authorities as a slave-stealer and fugitive from justice, and on his refusal the Georgia legislature demanded that Congress pass a law obligating the governor of Maine and all others in similar cases to comply with the requisitions. The resolution was never reported on. In his next message the governor of Georgia recommended that “all citizens of Maine who should thereafter come within the jurisdiction of Georgia on vessels, either as owners, officers or mariners, should be considered to have done so with intent to commit the crime of seducing negro slaves from their owners and be dealt with accordingly by the officers of justice.”
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Boston Mountains

Edition of 1920. See also Boston Mountains on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
BOSTON MOUNTAINS, a range in western Arkansas, extending into the Indian Territory; highest summits 3,000 feet above the sea.