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* The Second Coming, a poem by William Butler Yeats
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# The Wild Swans at Coole (Collection)/The Dawn

THE DAWN
I would be ignorant as the dawn That has looked down On that old queen measuring a town With the pin of a brooch, Or on the withered men that saw From their pedantic Babylon The careless planets in their courses, The stars fade out where the moon comes, And took their tablets and did sums; I would be ignorant as the dawn That merely stood, rocking the glittering coach Above the cloudy shoulders of the horses; I would be—for no knowledge is worth a straw— Ignorant and wanton as the dawn.
# The Wild Swans at Coole (Collection)/The Hawk

THE HAWK
'Call down the hawk from the air; Let him be hooded or caged Till the yellow eye has grown mild, For larder and spit are bare, The old cook enraged, The scullion gone wild.'
'I will not be clapped in a hood, Nor a cage, nor alight upon wrist, Now I have learnt to be proud Hovering over the wood In the broken mist Or tumbling cloud.'
'What tumbling cloud did you cleave, Yellow-eyed hawk of the mind, Last evening? that I, who had sat Dumbfounded before a knave, Should give to my friend A pretence of wit.'
# The Wild Swans at Coole (Collection)/The Saint and the Hunchback

THE SAINT AND THE HUNCHBACK
Hunchback
Stand up and lift your hand and bless A man that finds great bitterness In thinking of his lost renown. A Roman Caesar is held down Under this hump.
Saint
God tries each man According to a different plan. I shall not cease to bless because I lay about me with the taws That night and morning I may thrash
Greek Alexander from my flesh, Augustus Caesar, and after these That great rogue Alcibiades.
Hunchback
To all that in your flesh have stood And blessed, I give my gratitude, Honoured by all in their degrees, But most to Alcibiades.
# The Wild Swans at Coole (Collection)/The Double Vision of Michael Robartes

THE DOUBLE VISION OF MICHAEL ROBARTES
I
On the grey rock of Cashel the mind's eye Has called up the cold spirits that are born When the old moon is vanished from the sky And the new still hides her horn.
Under blank eyes and fingers never still The particular is pounded till it is man, When had I my own will? Oh, not since life began.
Constrained, arraigned, baffled, bent and unbent By these wire-jointed jaws and limbs of wood, Themselves obedient, Knowing not evil and good;
Obedient to some hidden magical breath. They do not even feel, so abstract are they, So dead beyond our death, Triumph that we obey.
II
On the grey rock of Cashel I suddenly saw A Sphinx with woman breast and lion paw, A Buddha, hand at rest, Hand lifted up that blest;
And right between these two a girl at play
That, it may be, had danced her life away, For now being dead it seemed That she of dancing dreamed.
Although I saw it all in the mind's eye There can be nothing solider till I die; I saw by the moon's light Now at its fifteenth night.
One lashed her tail; her eyes lit by the moon Gazed upon all things known, all things unknown, In triumph of intellect With motionless head erect.
That other's moonlit eyeballs never moved, Being fixed on all things loved, all things unloved. Yet little peace he had For those that love are sad.
O little did they care who danced between, And little she by whom her dance was seen So she danced. No thought, Body perfection brought,
For what but eye and ear silence the mind With the minute particulars of mankind? Mind moved yet seemed to stop As 'twere a spinning-top.
In contemplation had those three so wrought Upon a moment, and so stretched it out That they, time overthrown, Were dead yet flesh and bone.
III
I knew that I had seen, had seen at last That girl my unremembering nights hold fast Or else my dreams that fly, If I should rub an eye,
And yet in flying fling into my meat A crazy juice that makes the pulses beat As though I had been undone By Homer's Paragon
Who never gave the burning town a thought; To such a pitch of folly I am brought, Being caught between the pull Of the dark moon and the full,
The commonness of thought and images That have the frenzy of our western seas. Thereon I made my moan, And after kissed a stone,
And after that arranged it in a song Seeing that I, ignorant for so long, Had been rewarded thus In Cormac's ruined house.
# The Wild Swans at Coole (Collection)/The Living Beauty

THE LIVING BEAUTY
I'll say and maybe dream I have drawn content— Seeing that time has frozen up the blood, The wick of youth being burned and the oil spent— From beauty that is cast out of a mould In bronze, or that in dazzling marble appears, Appears, and when we have gone is gone again, Being more indifferent to our solitude Than 'twere an apparition. O heart, we are old, The living beauty is for younger men, We cannot pay its tribute of wild tears.
# The Wild Swans at Coole (Collection)/The People

THE PEOPLE
'What have I earned for all that work,' I said, 'For all that I have done at my own charge? The daily spite of this unmannerly town, Where who has served the most is most defamed, The reputation of his lifetime lost Between the night and morning. I might have lived, And you know well how great the longing has been, Where every day my footfall should have lit In the green shadow of Ferrara wall;
Or climbed among the images of the past— The unperturbed and courtly images— Evening and morning, the steep street of Urbino To where the Duchess and her people talked The stately midnight through until they stood In their great window looking at the dawn; I might have had no friend that could not mix Courtesy and passion into one like those That saw the wicks grow yellow in the dawn; I might have used the one substantial right My trade allows: chosen my company, And chosen what scenery had pleased me best.'
Thereon my phoenix answered in reproof, 'The drunkards, pilferers of public funds, All the dishonest crowd I had driven away, When my luck changed and they dared meet my face, Crawled from obscurity, and set upon me Those I had served and some that I had fed; Yet never have I, now nor any time, Complained of the people.'
All I could reply Was: 'You, that have not lived in thought but deed, Can have the purity of a natural force, But I, whose virtues are the definitions Of the analytic mind, can neither close The eye of the mind nor keep my tongue from speech.'
And yet, because my heart leaped at her words, I was abashed, and now they come to mind After nine years, I sink my head abashed.
# The Wild Swans at Coole (Collection)/The Fisherman

THE FISHERMAN
Although I can see him still, The freckled man who goes To a grey place on a hill In grey Connemara clothes At dawn to cast his flies, It's long since I began To call up to the eyes This wise and simple man. All day I'd looked in the face What I had hoped 'twould be To write for my own race And the reality; The living men that I hate, The dead man that I loved, The craven man in his seat, The insolent unreproved, And no knave brought to book Who has won a drunken cheer,
The witty man and his joke Aimed at the commonest ear, The clever man who cries The catch-cries of the clown, The beating down of the wise And great Art beaten down.
Maybe a twelvemonth since Suddenly I began, In scorn of this audience, Imagining a man, And his sun-freckled face, And grey Connemara cloth, Climbing up to a place Where stone is dark under froth, And the down-turn of his wrist When the flies drop in the stream: A man who does not exist, A man who is but a dream; And cried, 'Before I am old I shall have written him one Poem maybe as cold And passionate as the dawn.'
# The Wild Swans at Coole (Collection)/The Scholars

THE SCHOLARS
Bald heads forgetful of their sins, Old, learned, respectable bald heads Edit and annotate the lines That young men, tossing on their beds, Rhymed out in love's despair To flatter beauty's ignorant ear.
They'll cough in the ink to the world's end; Wear out the carpet with their shoes Earning respect; have no strange friend; If they have sinned nobody knows. Lord, what would they say Should their Catullus walk that way?
# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 4/Stanzas written on the Road between Florence and Pisa

STANZAS WRITTEN ON THE ROAD BETWEEN FLORENCE AND PISA.
1.
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story— The days of our Youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.
2.
What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled? 'Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled: Then away with all such from the head that is hoary, What care I for the wreaths that can only give glory?
3.
Oh Fame!—if I e'er took delight in thy praises, 'Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases, Than to see the bright eyes of the dear One discover, She thought that I was not unworthy to love her.
4.
There chiefly I sought thee, there only I found thee; Her Glance was the best of the rays that surround thee, When it sparkled o'er aught that was bright in my story, I knew it was Love, and I felt it was Glory.
November 6, 1821. [First published, Letters and Journals of Lord Byron, 1830, ii. 566, note.]
* ↑ ["I composed these stanzas (except the fourth, added now) a few days ago, on the road from Florence to Pisa."—Pisa, 6th November, 1821, Detached Thoughts, No. 118, Letters, 1901, v. 466.]
* ↑ ["I told Byron that his poetical sentiments of the attractions of matured beauty had, at the moment, suggested four lines to me; which he begged me to repeat, and he laughed not a little when I recited the following lines to him:— "Oh! talk not to me of the charms of Youth's dimples, There's surely more sentiment center'd in wrinkles. They're the triumphs of Time that mark Beauty's decay, Telling tales of years past, and the few left to stay." Conversations of Lord Byron, 1834, pp. 255, 256.]
# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 4/Stanzas to a Hindoo Air

STANZAS TO A HINDOO AIR.
1.
Oh! my lonely—lonely—lonely—Pillow! Where is my lover? where is my lover? Is it his bark which my dreary dreams discover? Far—far away! and alone along the billow?
2.
Oh! my lonely—lonely—lonely—Pillow! Why must my head ache where his gentle brow lay? ​How the long night flags lovelessly and slowly, And my head droops over thee like the willow!
3.
Oh! thou, my sad and solitary Pillow! Send me kind dreams to keep my heart from breaking, In return for the tears I shed upon thee waking; Let me not die till he comes back o'er the billow.
4.
Then if thou wilt—no more my lonely Pillow, In one embrace let these arms again enfold him, And then expire of the joy—but to behold him! Oh! my lone bosom!—oh! my lonely Pillow!
[First published, Works of Lord Byron, 1832, xiv. 357.]
# The Tale of Balen/Dedication

DEDICATION.
TO MY MOTHER.
Love that holds life and death in fee, Deep as the clear unsounded sea And sweet as life or death can be, Lays here my hope, my heart, and me Before you, silent, in a song. Since the old wild tale, made new, found grace, When half sung through, before your face, It needs must live a springtide space, While April suns grow strong.
March 24, 1896.
# The Tale of Balen/Works

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# The Works of Charles Dickens/Volume 18/A Christmas Carol

A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
IN PROSE.
BEING
A Ghost Story of Christmas
PREFACE.
I have endeavoured in this Ghostly little book, to raise the Ghost of an Idea, which shall not put my readers out of humour with themselves, with each other, with the season, or with me. May it haunt their houses pleasantly, and no one wish to lay it.
Their faithful Friend and Servant,
C. D.
December, 1843.
CONTENTS.
STAVE I.
STAVE II.
STAVE III.
STAVE IV.
STAVE V.
ILLUSTRATIONS.
# The Works of Charles Dickens/Volume 18/The Battle of Life

THE BATTLE OF LIFE.
A Love Story
THIS
Christmas Book
IS CORDIALLY INSCRIBED TO MY ENGLISH FRIENDS IN SWITZERLAND
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
ILLUSTRATIONS.
| | Engraver. | Artist. | PAGE |
| Frontispiece | Thompson. | D. Maclise, R.A. | |
| Title | Thompson. | D. Maclise, R.A. | |
| Part the First | Dalziel. | R. Doyle | 313 |
| War | Williams. | C. Stanfield, R.A. | 314 |
| Peace | Williams. | C. Stanfield, R.A. | 315 |
| The Parting Breakfast | Dalziel. | J. Leech | 327 |
| Part the Second | Green. | R. Doyle | 341 |
| Snitchey and Craggs | Dalziel. | J. Leech | 344 |
| The Secret Interview | Williams. | D. Maclise, R.A. | 365 |
| The Night of the Return | Dalziel. | J. Leech | 374 |
| Part the Third | Dalziel. | R. Doyle | 379 |
| The nutmeg-Grater | Williams. | C. Stanfield, R.A. | 381 |
| The Sisters | Williams. | D. Maclise, R.A. | 408 |
# The Works of Charles Dickens/Volume 18/The Chimes

THE CHIMES:
A Goblin Story
OF
SOME BELLS THAT RANG AN OLD YEAR OUT AND A NEW YEAR IN.
First Quarter
Second Quarter
Third Quarter
Fourth Quarter
ILLUSTRATIONS.
| | Engraver. | Artist. | PAGE |
| The Tower of the Chimes | Becker. | D. Maclise, R.A. | |
| The Spirit of the Chimes | Becker. | D. Maclise, R.A. | |
| The Dinner on the Steps | Groves. | R. Doyle | 103 |
| Trotty Veck | Linton. | J. Leech | 108 |
| Alderman Cute and his Friends | Linton. | J. Leech | 122 |
| Trotty at Home | Linton. | R. Doyle | 130 |
| Sir Joseph Bowley's | Linton. | J. Leech | 134 |
| The Old Church | Gray. | C. Stanfield, R.A. | 152 |
| Trotty Veck among the Bells | Linton. | R. Doyle | 154 |
| Will Fern's Cottage | Gray. | C. Stanfield, R.A. | 169 |
| Richard and Margaret | Linton. | J. Leech | 172 |
| Margaret and her Child | Dalziel. | R. Doyle | 178 |
| The New Year's Dance | Linton. | J. Leech | 199 |
# The Wisconsin Idea/Bibliography

BIBLIOGRAPHY
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Civil service. Civil service law of Wisconsin is not printed in pamphlet form, but may be found in the latest civil service commission report.
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Corrupt practices. Wisconsin corrupt practices law, chapter 650, 1911. Madison, 1911. 16 p.
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Industrial commission. Industrial commission law, chapter 485, laws of 1911. 15 p.
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Industrial education. Report of the commission upon the plans for the extension of industrial and agricultural training submitted to the governor, January 10, 1911. Madison, 1911. 135 p.
       Apply to Legislative reference department, Madison, Wis.
​Insurance. Wisconsin insurance laws in effect on or before July 22, 1911. Madison, 1911. 274 p.
       Issued by Secretary of state, Madison, Wis.
Libraries. Laws of Wisconsin relating to libraries and the free library commission. Madison, 1911. 68 p.
       Issued by Wisconsin free library commission, Madison, Wis.
Presidential primary. Wisconsin law relating to election of delegates to national conventions, direct vote for presidential candidates, nomination of presidential electors. Madison, 1911.
       Issued by Secretary of state, Madison, Wis.
Public utilities. Compilation of laws affecting the regulation of public utilities, 1907-1911. Madison, 1911. 110 p.
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# The Wisconsin Idea

THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
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THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
1912
All rights reserved
Copyright, 1912
By THE MACMILLAN COMPANY.
Set up and electrotyped. Published March, 1912.
Norwood Press
J. S. Cushing Co.—Berwick & Smith Co. Norwood, Mass., U.S. A.
To
The hard-handed men who broke the prairie, hewed the forests, made the roads and bridges, and built little homes in the wilderness.
To the Norse lumberjack and the "Forty-eight" German and the men of the "Iron Brigade," and all toilers who, by their sweat, made possible our schools, a great university, and all the good that is with us.
To the legislators, always criticised and never praised.
ERRATUM
Page 36: Quotation credited to the author of The American Commonwealth, beginning "Such was the beginning of the dynasties of absolution" etc., should have been credited to A. B. Stickney.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
CHAPTER IV
CHAPTER V
CHAPTER VI
CHAPTER VII
CHAPTER VIII
CHAPTER IX
CHAPTER X
APPENDIX
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# The Tales of a Traveler

THE TALES OF A TRAVELER
Reminiscences and Reflections
from Twenty-eight Years on
the Road
By S. S. SKIDELSKY
NEW YORK
A. T. De La Mare Printing and Publishing Co. Ltd.
1916
COPYRIGHT
1916
A. T. De La Mare Printing and Publishing Co. Ltd.
New York
TO MY FRIENDS, THE FLORISTS EVERYWHERE.
IN GRATEFUL RECOGNITION OF KINDNESS,
HOSPITALITY AND ENCOURAGEMENT EXTENDED ME, I DEDICATE THIS LITTLE
VOLUME—THE SIMPLE STORY OF MY LIFE ON
THE ROAD FOR UPWARD OF A GENERATION
S. S. Skidelsky
PHILADELPHIA
MAY 1, 1917
The Tales of a Traveler
Open at a time when the florist business was just beginning to be recognized as a factor in the industrial development of the land. The story commences with the year 1888, and those florists who were cognizant of the general status of affairs at that time will best appreciate the wonderful changes which have occurred in the nearly thirty years which have passed away since then.
Mr. Skidelsky's narrative is a record of men and times, a running story of biography, skilfully unrolled. He has traveled the country very thoroughly; met with men of all kinds and nationalities, and has been so keenly observant through all of the years that to us older men particularly his writings and character descriptions ring wonderfully true and bring back many recollections.
The younger men should take a keen interest in The Tales, for we doubt whether at any time in the future there will be available so clear and unvarnished a statement of the period 1888 to 1916 as this one from the pen of Mr. Skidelsky.
The author well describes conditions existing in commercial floriculture in the United States during the years under review. The wages and traveling costs of that time are noted, and the hard work of the beginner on the road is told with candor. The young "ambassador of ​commerce" of the present day is not at all likely to have to start under as many difficulties, particularly those of finance, and he cannot help but be encouraged through reading these records.
As a result of his long experience, his perseverance and his ability Mr. Skidelsky is today one of the best known men in the florist trade, and thus his narrative, which gathers within itself much of the very essence of floricultural history in the United States, may be looked upon as standard.
Enormous advances in the cut flower and plant industry, and in the sale of florists' and all other supplies, have been made, and practically all of these transitions are faithfully noted by our chronicler and in the order in which they came about.
THE PUBLISHERS.
* Part I: Early Struggles
* Part II: On the Track of an Independent Business
* Part III: Holding to the Straight Line
* Part IV: Still at the Helm
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