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# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Gilder, Jeannette Leonard

Edition of 1920. See also Jeannette Leonard Gilder on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
GILDER, Jeannette Leonard, American editor: b. Flushing, N. Y., 3 Oct. 1849; d. New York, 17 Jan. 1916. Having entered journalism in 1869, she became editorially connected with Scribner's Monthly (the present Century Magazine), was a member of the New York Herald staff as literary editor and later musical and dramatic editor (1875-80) and in 1881 with her brother, J. B. Gilder (q.v.), founded and became editor of the Critic, a monthly review of literature, drama and art. The Critic was a pioneer in its field and among its contributors were many notable writers. Using the pen name “Brunswick,” Miss Gilder was for many years the New York correspondent of papers in Boston, Chicago, Philadelphia and other American cities. Her articles during this period made her well known as a journalist. She wrote many magazine articles, short stories and plays. At the time of her death she was the editor and proprietor of the Reader, a guide for book buyers. She was the editor of ‘Essays from the Critic’; ‘Representative Poems of Living Poets’; ‘Pen Portraits of Literary Women’ and ‘Authors at Home.’ She wrote ‘Taken by Siege’ (1886-96); ‘The Autobiography of a Tomboy’ (1900), and ‘The Tomboy at Work’ (1904). She also dramatized Sienkiewicz's ‘Quo Vadis.’
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Gilder, Joseph Benson

Edition of 1920. See also Joseph Benson Gilder on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
GILDER, Joseph Benson, American journalist: b. Flushing, N. Y., 29 June 1858. After varied experience in journalism he with his sister, J. L. Gilder, established the Critic, of which he became an editor. In 1895 he was appointed literary adviser to the Century Company and subsequently literary representative of Dodd, Mead and Company in London. He was later American dispatch agent, London (1902-04); editor of Putnam's Magazine (1906-10) and of the New York Times ‘Review of Books’ (1910-11). Since 1914 he has been secretary of the Industrial Finance Corporation. He is also editor of ‘The American Idea’(1902) ; Andrew Carnegie's ‘Gospel of Wealth’ (1900); John Hays, ‘Addresses’ (1906); and James Russell Lowell's ‘Impressions of Spain’ (1899).
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/Vesta

VESTA
O Christ of God! whose life and death Our own have reconciled, Most quietly, most tenderly Take home Thy star-named child!
Thy grace is in her patient eyes, Thy words are on her tongue; The very silence round her seems As if the angels sung.
Her smile is as a listening child’s Who hears its mother call; The lilies of Thy perfect peace About her pillow fall.
She leans from out our clinging arms To rest herself in Thine; Alone to Thee, dear Lord, can we Our well-beloved resign!
Oh, less for her than for ourselves We bow our heads and pray; Her setting star, like Bethlehem’s, To Thee shall point the way!
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/What of the Day?

WHAT OF THE DAY?
Written during the stirring weeks when the great political battle for Freedom under Frémont’s leadership was permitting strong hope of success,—a hope overshadowed and solemnized by a sense of the magnitude of the barbaric evil, and a forecast of the unscrupulous and desperate use of all its powers in the last and decisive struggle.
A sound of tumult troubles all the air, Like the low thunders of a sultry sky Far-rolling ere the downright lightnings glare; The hills blaze red with warnings; foes draw nigh, Treading the dark with challenge and reply. Behold the burden of the prophet's vision; The gathering hosts,—the Valley of Decision,
Dusk with the wings of eagles wheeling o’er. Day of the Lord, of darkness and not light! It breaks in thunder and the whirlwind’s roar! Even so, Father! Let Thy will be done; Turn and o’erturn, end what Thou hast begun In judgment or in mercy: as for me, If but the least and frailest, let me be Evermore numbered with the truly free Who find Thy service perfect liberty! I fain would thank Thee that my mortal life Has reached the hour (albeit through care and pain) When Good and Evil, as for final strife, Close dim and vast on Armageddon’s plain; And Michael and his angels once again Drive howling back the Spirits of the Night. Oh for the faith to read the signs aright And, from the angle of Thy perfect sight, See Truth’s white banner floating on before; And the Good Cause, despite of venal friends, And base expedients, move to noble ends; See Peace with Freedom make to Time amends, And, through its cloud of dust, the threshing-floor, Flailed by the thunder, heaped with chaffless grain!
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/What the Birds said

WHAT THE BIRDS SAID
The birds against the April wind Flew northward, singing as they flew; They sang, “The land we leave behind Has swords for corn-blades, blood for dew.”
“O wild-birds, flying from the South, What saw and heard ye, gazing down?” “We saw the mortar’s upturned mouth, The sickened camp, the blazing town!
“Beneath the bivouac’s starry lamps, We saw your march-worn children die; In shrouds of moss, in cypress swamps, We saw your dead uncoffined lie.
“We heard the starving prisoner’s sighs And saw, from line and trench, your sons Follow our flight with home-sick eyes Beyond the battery’s smoking guns.”
“And heard and saw ye only wrong And pain,” I cried, “O wing-worn flocks?” “We heard,” they sang, “the freedman’s song, The crash of Slavery’s broken locks!
“We saw from new, uprising States The treason-nursing mischief spurned, As, crowding Freedom’s ample gates, The long-estranged and lost returned.
“O’er dusky faces, seamed and old, And hands horn-hard with unpaid toil, With hope in every rustling fold, We saw your star-dropt flag uncoil.
“And struggling up through sounds accursed, A grateful murmur clomb the air; A whisper scarcely heard at first, It filled the listening heavens with prayer.
“And sweet and far, as from a star, Replied a voice which shall not cease, Till, drowning all the noise of war, It sings the blessed song of peace!”
So to me, in a doubtful day Of chill and slowly greening spring, Low stooping from the cloudy gray, The wild-birds sang or seemed to sing.
They vanished in the misty air, The song went with them in their flight; But lo! they left the sunset fair, And in the evening there was light.
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/Valuation

VALUATION
The old Squire said, as he stood by his gate, And his neighbor, the Deacon, went by, “In spite of my bank stock and real estate, You are better off, Deacon, than I.
“We ’re both growing old, and the end ’s drawing near, You have less of this world to resign, But in Heaven’s appraisal your assets, I fear, Will reckon up greater than mine.
“They say I am rich, but I’m feeling so poor, I wish I could swap with you even: The pounds I have lived for and laid up in store For the shillings and pence you have given.”
“Well, Squire,” said the Deacon, with shrewd common sense, While his eye had a twinkle of fun, “Let your pounds take the way of my shillings and pence, And the thing can be easily done!”
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/Trust

TRUST
The same old baffling questions! O my friend, I cannot answer them. In vain I send My soul into the dark, where never burn The lamps of science, nor the natural light Of Reason’s sun and stars! I cannot learn Their great and solemn meanings, nor discern The awful secrets of the eyes which turn Evermore on us through the day and night With silent challenge and a dumb demand, Proffering the riddles of the dread unknown, Like the calm Sphinxes, with their eyes of stone, Questioning the centuries from their veils of sand! I have no answer for myself or thee, Save that I learned beside my mother’s knee; “All is of God that is, and is to be; And God is good.” Let this suffice us still, Resting in childlike trust upon His will Who moves to His great ends unthwarted by the ill.
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/What the Traveller said at Sunset

WHAT THE TRAVELLER SAID AT SUNSET
The shadows grow and deepen round me, I feel the dew-fall in the air; The muezzin of the darkening thicket, I hear the night-thrush call to prayer.
The evening wind is sad with farewells, And loving hands unclasp from mine; Alone I go to meet the darkness Across an awful boundary-line.
As from the lighted hearths behind me I pass with slow, reluctant feet, What waits me in the land of strangeness? What face shall smile, what voice shall greet?
What space shall awe, what brightness blind me? What thunder-roll of music stun? What vast processions sweep before me Of shapes unknown beneath the sun?
I shrink from unaccustomed glory, I dread the myriad-voicëd strain; Give me the unforgotten faces, And let my lost ones speak again.
He will not chide my mortal yearning Who is our Brother and our Friend; In whose full life, divine and human, The heavenly and the earthly blend.
Mine be the joy of soul-communion, The sense of spiritual strength renewed, The reverence for the pure and holy, The dear delight of doing good.
No fitting ear is mine to listen An endless anthem’s rise and fall; No curious eye is mine to measure The pearl gate and the jasper wall.
For love must needs be more than knowledge: What matter if I never know Why Aldebaran’s star is ruddy, Or warmer Sirius white as snow!
Forgive my human words, O Father! I go Thy larger truth to prove;
Thy mercy shall transcend my longing: I seek but love, and Thou art Love!
I go to find my lost and mourned for Safe in Thy sheltering goodness still, And all that hope and faith foreshadow Made perfect in Thy holy will!
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/Worship

WORSHIP
Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.—James i. 27.
The Pagan’s myths through marble lips are spoken, And ghosts of old Beliefs still flit and moan Round fane and altar overthrown and broken, O’er tree-grown barrow and gray ring of stone.
Blind Faith had martyrs in those old high places, The Syrian hill grove and the Druid’s wood,
With mothers offering, to the Fiend’s embraces, Bone of their bone, and blood of their own blood.
Red altars, kindling through that night of error, Smoked with warm blood beneath the cruel eye Of lawless Power and sanguinary Terror, Throned on the circle of a pitiless sky;
Beneath whose baleful shadow, overcasting All heaven above, and blighting earth below, The scourge grew red, the lip grew pale with fasting, And man’s oblation was his fear and woe!
Then through great temples swelled the dismal moaning Of dirge-like music and sepulchral prayer; Pale wizard priests, o’er occult symbols droning, Swung their white censers in the burdened air:
As if the pomp of rituals, and the savor Of gums and spices could the Unseen One please; As if His ear could bend, with childish favor, To the poor flattery of the organ keys!
Feet red from war-fields trod the church aisles holy, With trembling reverence: and the oppressor there, Kneeling before his priest, abased and lowly, Crushed human hearts beneath his knee of prayer.
Not such the service the benignant Father Requireth at His earthly children’s hands: Not the poor offering of vain rites, but rather The simple duty man from man demands.
For Earth He asks it: the full joy of heaven Knoweth no change of waning or increase; The great heart of the Infinite beats even, Untroubled flows the river of His peace.
He asks no taper lights, on high surrounding The priestly altar and the saintly grave, No dolorous chant nor organ music sounding, Nor incense clouding up the twilight nave.
For he whom Jesus loved hath truly spoken: The holier worship which he deigns to bless Restores the lost, and binds the spirit broken, And feeds the widow and the fatherless!
Types of our human weakness and our sorrow! Who lives unhaunted by his loved ones dead? Who, with vain longing, seeketh not to borrow From stranger eyes the home lights which have fled?
O brother man! fold to thy heart thy brother; Where pity dwells, the peace of God is there; To worship rightly is to love each other, Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer.
Follow with reverent steps the great example Of Him whose holy work was “doing good;” So shall the wide earth seem our Father’s temple, Each loving life a psalm of gratitude.
Then shall all shackles fall; the stormy clangor Of wild war music o’er the earth shall cease; Love shall tread out the baleful fire of anger, And in its ashes plant the tree of peace!
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/Utterance

UTTERANCE
But what avail inadequate words to reach The innermost of Truth? Who shall essay, Blinded and weak, to point and lead the way, Or solve the mystery in familiar speech? Yet, if it be that something not thy own, Some shadow of the Thought to which our schemes, Creeds, cult, and ritual are at best but dreams, Is even to thy unworthiness made known, Thou mayst not hide what yet thou shouldst not dare To utter lightly, lest on lips of thine The real seem false, the beauty undivine. So, weighing duty in the scale of prayer, Give what seems given thee. It may prove a seed Of goodness dropped in fallow-grounds of need.
# The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier/What the Voice said

WHAT THE VOICE SAID
Maddened by Earth’s wrong and evil, “Lord!” I cried in sudden ire, “From Thy right hand, clothed with thunder, Shake the bolted fire!
“Love is lost, and Faith is dying; With the brute the man is sold; And the dropping blood of labor Hardens into gold.
“Here the dying wail of Famine, There the battle’s groan of pain; And, in silence, smooth-faced Mammon Reaping men like grain.
“ ‘Where is God, that we should fear Him?’ Thus the earth-born Titans say; ‘God! if Thou art living, hear us!’ Thus the weak ones pray.”
“Thou, the patient Heaven upbraiding,” Spake a solemn Voice within; “Weary of our Lord’s forbearance, Art thou free from sin?
“Fearless brow to Him uplifting, Canst thou for His thunders call, Knowing that to guilt’s attraction Evermore they fall?
“Know’st thou not all germs of evil In thy heart await their time? Not thyself, but God’s restraining, Stays their growth of crime.
“Couldst thou boast, O child of weakness! O’er the sons of wrong and strife, Were their strong temptations planted In thy path of life?
“Thou hast seen two streamlets gushing From one fountain, clear and free, But by widely varying channels Searching for the sea.
“Glideth one through greenest valleys, Kissing them with lips still sweet; One, mad roaring down the mountains, Stagnates at their feet.
“Is it choice whereby the Parsee Kneels before his mother’s fire? In his black tent did the Tartar Choose his wandering sire?
“He alone, whose hand is bounding Human power and human will, Looking through each soul’s surrounding, Knows its good or ill.
“For thyself, while wrong and sorrow Make to thee their strong appeal, Coward wert thou not to utter What the heart must feel.
“Earnest words must needs be spoken When the warm heart bleeds or burns With its scorn of wrong, or pity For the wronged, by turns.
“But, by all thy nature’s weakness, Hidden faults and follies known, Be thou, in rebuking evil, Conscious of thine own.
“Not the less shall stern-eyed Duty To thy lips her trumpet set, But with harsher blasts shall mingle Wailings of regret.”
Cease not, Voice of holy speaking, Teacher sent of God, be near, Whispering through the day’s cool silence, Let my spirit hear!
So, when thoughts of evil-doers Waken scorn, or hatred move, Shall a mournful fellow-feeling Temper all with love.
# The Fox and the Lion

Perry index 10; different from The Fox and the Sick Lion
* "A Fox and a Lyon", part of "Fable LXX and LXXI", translated by Roger L'Estrange, in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Lion and the Fox", translated by George Fyler Townsend, illustrated by Harrison Weir, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Fox and the Lion", translated by Joseph Jacobs, edited by Joseph Jacobs, illustrated by Richard Heighway, in The Fables of Æsop (1894)
* "The Fox and the Lion", translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, illustrated by Arthur Rackham, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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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# The Fox and the Horse

English-language translations of Der Fuchs und das Pferd include:
* "The Fox and the Horse" (1823), translated by Edgar Taylor and David Jardine, in German Popular Stories
* "The Fox and the Horse", translated by Margaret Raine Hunt, in Grimm's Household Tales, Volume 2 (1884)
* "The Fox and the Horse", translated by Alice Lucas, illustrated by Arthur Rackham, in The Fairy Tales of the Brothers Grimm (1909)
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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# The Fox and the Mask

Perry index 27
* "Of the Wulf and of the Dede Mans Hede", translated by William Caxton, edited by Joseph Jacobs, in The fables of Aesop, as first printed by William Caxton in 1484 (1484)
* "A Fox and a Carv'd Head", in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Fox and the Mask", translated by George Fyler Townsend, illustrated by Harrison Weir, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Fox and the Mask", translated by Joseph Jacobs, edited by Joseph Jacobs, illustrated by Richard Heighway, in The Fables of Æsop (1894)
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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# The Fox and the Monkey

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* "The Fox and the Monkey", one of Aesop's Fables
* "The Fox and the Monkey", another of Aesop's Fables

### See also

* "The Monkey and the Fox", yet another of Aesop's Fables
# The Fox and the Grapes

Perry index 15
* "Of the Foxe and of the Raysyns", translated by William Caxton, edited by Joseph Jacobs, in The fables of Aesop, as first printed by William Caxton in 1484 (1484)
* "A Fox and Grapes", part of "Fable CXXIX and CXXX", in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "A Wolfe and a Lyon", part of "Fable CXXIX and CXXX", in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Fox and the Grapes", translated by George Fyler Townsend, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1887)
* "The Fox and the Grapes", translated by Joseph Jacobs, edited by Joseph Jacobs, illustrated by Richard Heighway, in The Fables of Æsop (1894)
* "The Fox and the Grapes", translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, illustrated by Arthur Rackham, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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# The Fox and the Hedgehog

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Perry index 427
* "A Fox and a Hedge Hog", translated by Roger L'Estrange, in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Fox and the Hedgehog", translated by George Fyler Townsend, illustrated by Harrison Weir, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Fox and the Mosquitoes", translated by Joseph Jacobs, edited by Joseph Jacobs, illustrated by Richard Heighway, in The Fables of Æsop (1894)
* "The Fox and the Hedgehog", translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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# The Fox and the Horse (Grimm/Taylor and Jardine)

* "The Fox and the Horse" in German Popular Stories (1823) (transcription project)
* "The Fox and the Horse" in Grimm's Goblins (1876)
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# The Fox and the Leopard

Perry index 12
* "A Fox and a Leopard", translated by Roger L'Estrange, in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Fox and the Leopard", translated by George Fyler Townsend, illustrated by Harrison Weir, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Fox and the Leopard", translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, illustrated by Arthur Rackham, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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# The Fox and the Monkey Debate Their Ancestors

Perry index 14; also called The Fox and the Monkey
* "The Fox and the Monkey", translated by George Fyler Townsend, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Fox and the Monkey", translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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# The Fox and the Goat

Perry index 9
* "Of the Foxe and of the Gote", translated by William Caxton, edited by Joseph Jacobs, in The fables of Aesop, as first printed by William Caxton in 1484 (1484)
* "A Fox and a Goat", in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Fox and the Goat", translated by George Fyler Townsend, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Fox and the Goat", translated by Joseph Jacobs, edited by Joseph Jacobs, illustrated by Richard Heighway, in The Fables of Æsop (1894)
* "The Fox and the Goat", translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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# The Fox and the Woodcutter

Perry index 22
* "The Wulf, the Sheepherd and the Hunter", translated by William Caxton, edited by Joseph Jacobs, in The fables of Aesop, as first printed by William Caxton in 1484 (1484)
* "A Fox and Huntsmen", in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Fox and the Wood-cutter", translated by George Fyler Townsend, illustrated by Harrison Weir, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
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# The Frances Boyer Master

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The Frances Boyer Master

## Notes

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# The Fox and the Monkey Elected King

Perry index 81
* "An Ape and a Fox", translated by Roger L'Estrange, in Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists (1692)
* "The Fox and the Monkey", translated by George Fyler Townsend, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Monkey As King", translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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