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# A Naval Biographical Dictionary/Bowen, George

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​BOWEN. (Commander, 1814. f-p., 14; h-p., 34.)
George Bowen entered the Navy, 17 March, 1799, as a Supernumerary, on board the Bulldog bomb, Capts. Adam Drummond and Barrington Dacres, stationed in the Mediterranean, where, on 14 Jan. 1800, he became Midshipman of the Theseus 74, Capt. John Styles. He further served in the Leyden 68, Capt. Wm. Bedford, attached to the fleet in the North Sea; for some time, as Master’s Mate, in the Centurion 50, bearing the flag in the East Indies of Vice-Admiral Peter Rainier; and, in the same capacity also, in the Namur 74, Capt. Lawrence Wm. Halsted, under whom he was present, 4 Nov. 1805, at the capture, by Sir Rich. Strachan’s squadron, of the four French ships of the line escaped from the battle of Trafalgar. On 7 Feb. 1806, Mr. Bowen was made Lieutenant into the Conqueror 74, commanded in the Mediterranean by Capt. Israel Pellew. He afterwards joined, 10 Nov. 1807, the Kangaroo sloop, Capt. John Baker, lying in the Downs – 2 Nov. 1808, the Thames 32, Capt. Hon. Granville Geo. Waldegrave – 5 May, 1809, the Dreadnought 98, bearing the flag in Basque Roads of Rear-Admiral Thos. Sotheby – 20 Jan. 1810, the Dictator 64, Capt. Rich. Harrison Pearson, employed in the North Sea and Baltic – and 2 May following, as First Lieutenant, the Apollo 38, Capts. Bridges Watkinson Taylor and Thos. Graham. In that frigate, during a continuance of four years in the Mediterranean, he saw a vast deal of active service. He assisted in capturing, 13 Feb., 1812, the French frigate-built store-ship Merinos, of 20 guns and 126 men, under the batteries of Corsica, and, on 20 Sept. in the same year, the national xebec Ulysse, of 6 guns – took, 21 Dec. ensuing, in command of the Apollo’s boats, supported by those of the Weasel sloop, under Lieut. Michael Quin, the tower of St. Cataldo, the strongest between the Brindisi and Otranto – obtained mention for his distinguished share in the reduction of the islands of Augusta and Curzola, in the Adriatic, 29 Jan. and 3 Feb. 1813 – and witnessed the taking of those of Malero and Paxo, 14 April, 1813, and 13 Feb. 1814. Since his advancement to his present rank, which took place on 15 June in the latter year. Commander Bowen has not been employed.
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* ↑ Vide Gaz. 1813, pp. 1093, 1307.
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# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The Beggar-Man

30. The Beggar-Man.
Around the fire, one wintry night,
The farmer's rosy children sat,
The faggot lent its blazing light,
And jokes went round and careless chat.
When, hark! a gentle hand they hear,
Low tapping at the bolted door;
And, thus to gain their willing ear,
A feeble voice was heard to implore:
"Cold blows the blast across the moor,
The sleet drives hissing in the wind,
Yon toilsome mountain lies before,
A dreary treeless waste behind.
Open your hospitable door,
And shield me from the biting blast;
Cold, cold it blows across the moor,
The weary moor that I have past!"
With hasty steps the farmer ran,
And close beside the fire they place
The poor half-frozen beggar-man,
With shaking limbs and pallid face.
The little children flocking came,
And warm'd his stiffening hands in theirs;
And busily the good old dame
A comfortable mess prepares.
Their kindness cheer'd his drooping soul;
And slowly down his wrinkled cheek
The big round tear was seen to roll.
And told the thanks he could not speak.
The children too began to sigh,
And all their merry chat was o'er;
And yet they felt, they knew not why,
More glad than they had done before.
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The Bird caught at Sea

15. The Bird caught at Sea.
Pretty little feather'd fellow,
Why so far from home dost rove?
What misfortune brought thee hither,
From the green embower'd grove?
Here secure from danger rest thee,
Let thy throbbing heart be still;
Here no school-boy shall molest thee,
No one here shall use thee ill.
Fresh spring-water here shall cheer thee,
Barley-corns and crumbs of bread;
Sleep and fear no danger near thee,
On the sails recline thine head;
And when kindly winds shall speed us
To the land we wish to see,
Then, sweet captive, thou shalt leave us,
And amid the groves be free.
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The Butterfly's Ball

11. The Butterfly's Ball.
Come, take up your hats, and away let us haste
To the Butterfly's ball and the Grasshopper's feast:
The trumpeter Gad-fly has summoned the crew,
And the revels are now only waiting for you.
On the smooth-shaven grass by the side of a wood
Beneath a broad oak which for ages has stood,
See the children of earth and the tenants of air
For an evening's amusement together repair.
​And there came the Beetle so blind and so black,
Who carried the Emmet his friend on his back;
And there came the Gnat and the Dragonfly too,
And all their relations, green, orange, and blue. And there came the Moth in his plumage of down,
And the Hornet in jacket of yellow and brown, Who with him the Wasp his companion did bring;
But they promis'd that ev'ning to lay by their sting.
And the sly little Dormouse crept out of his hole,
And led to the feast his blind brother the Mole;
And the Snail, with his horns peeping out from his shell,
Came from a great distance—the length of an ell.
A mushroom their table, and on it was laid
A water-dock leaf, which a tablecloth made;
The viands were various, to each of their taste,
And the Bee brought his honey to crown the repast.
There close on his haunches, so solemn and wise,
The Frog from a corner look'd up to the skies;
​And the Squirrel, well pleas'd such diversion to see,
Sat cracking his nuts overhead in a tree.
Then out came a Spider, with fingers so fine,
To shew his dexterity on the tight-line;
From one branch to another his cobweb he slung,
Then as quick as an arrow he darted along.
But just in the middle,—oh, shocking to tell!—
From his rope in an instant poor harlequin fell;
Yet he touch'd not the ground, but with talons outspread,
Hung suspended in air at the end of a thread.
Then the Grasshopper came, with a jerk and a spring,
Very long was his leg, though but short was his wing
He took but three leaps, and was soon out of sight,
Then chirp'd his own praises the rest of the night
With steps quite majestic the Snail did advance,
And promis'd the gazers a minuet to dance;
But they all laugh'd so loud that he pulled in his head,
And went in his own little chamber to bed.
​Then as ev'ning gave way to the shadows of night,
Their watchman, the Glow-worm, came out with his light;
Then home let us hasten while yet we can see,
For no watchman is waiting for you and for me.
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The Church-Bells

17. The Church-Bells.
THE MATIN BELL.
Pealing from the grey Church-tower,
Hark, hark! the Matin Bell
Slowly chimes the midnight hour:
Hark, hark! the Matin Bell.
Now the time of rest is o'er,
Now the friars in the choir
Soon must sing the Matin Hour:
Bim, bome, the Matin Bell.
THE SANCTUS BELL.
Ringing from the Church-tower grey,
Hark, hark! the Sanctus Bell
Ushers in morn's early ray:
Hark, hark! the Sanctus Bell. ​Fresh and rosy dawns the day;
Watchman, to thy rest away;
Faithful soul, awake and pray:
Bim, bome, the Sanctus Bell.
THE PASSING BELL.
Swinging from the Church-tower grey,
Sadly tolls the Passing Bell:
One more soul hath sped her way:
Bim, bome, the Passing Bell.
From this world's poor pageantry,
Lord, thou call'st a soul to Thee;
Grant her rest eternally:
Bim, bome, the Passing Bell.
THE VESPER BELL.
Stealing from the grey Church-tower,
Sweetly chimes the Vesper Bell.
Soft it tells the evening hour:
Hark, hark! the Vesper Bell.
From the spirit's silent wear,
From the day's turmoil and care,
Hark! it calls to song and prayer:
Bim, bome, the Vesper Bell.
THE CURFEW BELL.
Rolling from the grey Church-tower.
Hark, hark! the Curfew Bell.
Sad it tells that day is o'er:
Hark, hark! the Curfew Bell.
Curfew Bell! I hear thee say,
Thus I ring the knell of day,
Mortal, here thou may'st not stay:
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/Old King Cole

47. Old King Cole.
Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
And he call'd for his pipe, and he call'd for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
Ev'ry fiddler had a fine fiddle,
A very fine fiddle had he.
Then twee tweedle-dee, tweedle-dee, went the fiddler;
And so merry we'll all be.
Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He call'd for his pipe, and he call'd for his bowl,
And he call'd for his harpers three.
Ev'ry harper had a fine harp,
And a very fine harp had he.
Then twang, twanga-twang, twanga-twang, went the harper;
Twee, tweedle-dee, tweedle-dee, went the fiddler;
And so merry we'll all be.
In the third verse the King calls "for his pipers three."
Then too, tootle-too, tootle-too, went the piper;
Twang, twanga-twang, &c.
Twee, tweedle-dee, &c.
In the fourth verse he calls "for his drummers three."
Then rub, rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub, went the drummer;
Too, tootle-too, &c.
Imitating each different instrument in its turn.
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The Bee

54. The Bee.
Sweet lab'rer, 'mid the summer's golden hour,
Full oft I trace thy little busy flight,
With pleasure see thee perch from flow'r to flow'r,
On violets, woodbines, roses, lilies bright.
​Yet what to thee is summer's golden smile?
And what to thee the flower-enamell'd plain?
Will gratitude reward thy daily toil?
No, no; thou workest for reward in vain.
Thy honied wealth is soon no longer thine;
Rapacity shall force thy little door:
Those treasures with thy life thou must resign,
A breathless victim, on thy fragrant store.
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The Captive Lark

25. The Captive Lark.
'Tis merry morn, the sun has shed
His light upon the mountain head;
The golden dews are sparkling now,
On heath and hill, on flower and bough.
And many a happy song is heard
From ev'ry gay rejoicing bird
But never more alas, shall I,
Soar up and sing in yonder sky.
Thro' these harsh wires I view in vain
The ray that once awoke my strain;
A prisoner here, I fret and pine,
My useless wings their strength decline.
Sad is my fate, to see the stars
Pass one by one before my bars,
And know when dawn returneth, I
No more may sing in yonder sky.
​Oh, barbarous you, who still can bear
This mournful doom to bid me share;
To see me droop and sadden on
With wishful eye from dawn to dawn;
Beating my little breast in woe
'Gainst these dread wires that vex me so,
And my glad passage still deny,
To soar and sing in yonder sky.
Oh, let me fly, fly up once more:
How would my wing delighted soar!
What rapture would my song declare,
Pour'd out upon the sunny air!
Oh, set me free! for here in vain
I try to breathe one gladsome strain;
In this dark den I pine, I die;
Oh, let me flee to yonder sky!
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The African Traveller's Reception

34. The African Traveller's Reception.
The loud wind roar'd, the rain fell fast,
The white man yielded to the blast;
He sate him clown beneath our tree,
For weary, faint, and sad was he;
For ah, no wife or mother's care
For him the milk or corn prepare.
Chorus.
The white man shall our pity share,
The white man shall our pity share;
For ah, no wife or mother's care
For him the milk or corn prepare.
The storm is o'er, the tempest past,
And mercy's voice has hush'd the blast;
The wind is heard in whispers low,
The white man far away must go;
But ever in his heart will bear
Remembrance of the negro's care.
Chorus.
Go, white man, go, but with thee bear
Remembrance of the negro's care;
Go, white man, go, but with thee bear
Remembrance of the negro's care.
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The Child's Wish

43. The Child's Wish.
I wish I were a little bird,
To fly so far and high,
And sail along the golden clouds,
And through the azure sky. ​I'd be the first to see the sun
Up from the ocean spring;
And ere it touch'd the glitt'ring spire,
Its ray should gild my wing.
Above the hills I'd watch him still
Far down the crimson west,
And sing to him my evening song
Ere yet I sought my rest.
And many a land I then should see,
As hill and plain I cross'd;
Nor fear, through all the pathless sky,
That I should ere be lost.
Now if I climb our highest hill,
How little can I see!
Oh, had I but a pair of wings,
How happy should I be!
I wish I were a little bird,
To fly so far and high,
To sail along the golden clouds,
And through the azure sky.
# A First Series of Hymns and Songs/Descriptive Songs/The Beggar Girl

8. The Beggar Girl.
Over the mountains and over the moor,
Hungry and thirsty, I wander forlorn;
My father is dead and my mother is poor,
And she grieves for the days that will never return.
Pity, kind gentle folk, friends of humanity,
Cold blows the wind and the night's coming on;
Give me some food for my mother in charity,
Give me some food, and I then will be gone.
Call me not lazy bones, beggar, and bold enough,
Fain would I learn both to knit and to sew;
I've two little brothers at home, when they're old enough
They will work hard for the gifts you bestow.
Pity, kind gentlefolk, &c.
Think while you revel so careless and free,
And are safe from the wind, and well clothed and fed,
Should fortune so change it, how hard it would be
To beg at a door for a morsel of bread.
Pity, kind gentlefolk, &c.
# A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree—

* "Summer Shower" in Poems (1890)
* "A drop fell on the apple tree" in The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (1924)
# A Duet, with an Occasional Chorus

First published in 1899

## Table of contents

* Chapter I: The Overture - About That Date
* Chapter II: The Overture Continued - in a Minor Key
* Chapter III: The Overture Concluded
* Chapter IV: The Two Solos
* Chapter V: In Britain's Valhalla
* Chapter VI: Two Solos and a Duet
* Chapter VII: Keeping up Appearances
* Chapter VIII: The Home-Coming
* Chapter IX: Laying a Course
* Chapter X: Confessions
* Chapter XI: Concerning Mrs. Beeton
* Chapter XII: Mr. Samuel Pepys
* Chapter XIII: A Visit to Mr. Samuel Pepys
* Chapter XIV: Trouble
* Chapter XV: A Rescue
* Chapter XVI: The Browning Society
* Chapter XVII: An Investment
* Chapter XVIII: A Thundercloud
* Chapter XIX: Danger
* Chapter XX: No. 5 Cheyne Row
* Chapter XXI: The Last Note of the Duet
* Chapter XXII: The Trio
TO MRS. MAUDE CROSSE
Dear Maude, - All the little two-oared boats which put out into the great ocean have need of some chart which will show them how to lay their course. Each starts full of happiness and confidence, and yet we know how many founder, for it is no easy voyage, and there are rocks and sandbanks upon the way. So I give a few pages of your own private log, which tell of days of peace, and days of storm - such storms as seem very petty from the deck of a high ship, but are serious for the two-oared boats. If your peace should help another to peace, or your storm console another who is storm-tossed, then I know that you will feel repaid for this intrusion upon your privacy. May all your voyage be like the outset, and when at last the oars fall from your hands, and those of Frank, may other loving ones be ready to take their turn of toil - and so, bon voyage!
Ever your friend, THE AUTHOR. Jan. 20, 1899.
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# A Drinking Song (Yeats)

* "A Drinking Song", from The Green Helmet and Other Poems (1912)
* "A Drinking Song", from Responsibilities (1916)
# A Revised and Enlarged Account of the Bobbili Zemindari/Chapter 11/1903

1903.
The Delhi Coronation Durbar.
Being invited by the Madras Government, the Maharajah accompanied by his son, the Kumar Rajah, left Bobbili on the 17th December, spent a few days at Calcutta as the guests of the Maharajah Joteendranath Tagore, K.C.I.E., and reached Delhi on the 25th. His camp was pitched between the Jeypore and Venkatagiri camps, on the grounds of the Madras Provincial camp. He attended the Coronation Durbar and was seated in the second row in the block allotted to the Governor, officials, non-officials, ruling chiefs, guests and spectators from the Madras Presidency.
On the next day at the Reception given to the minor chiefs and other native gentlemen the Maharajah was introduced by Lord Ampthill to H. E. the Viceroy and H. R. H. the Duke of Connaught. The latter was kind enough to speak to the Maharajah as he had already known him before. ​ The Maharajah could not attend the Investiture ceremony on account of indisposition. But he went one day to the Durbar Pavilion to see the Assault-at-arms and also attended the Review of Retainers of Native Chiefs.
He left Delhi on the 8th January, spent a day at Puri and returned to Bobbili on the 11th of that month.
In connection with the letter of congratulation on the occasion of the Coronation of His Majesty the King Emperor which was signed by all the Representatives who were present at the Coronation, the Maharajah received the following reply:—
No. 560.
Home Department.
Public.
Calcutta, the 25th February, 1903.
"Sir,
"I am directed to say that the Government of India have received intimation from the ​Secretary of State that a letter of congratulation has been received from the gentlemen who represented the Provinces and the Presidency Cities of India on the occasion of the Coronation of His Majesty the King, Emperor of India, and that instructions have been received under the authority of His Majesty to acknowledge the letter, which has been graciously received by His Majesty.
"2. I am accordingly to express the sincere thanks of the Government of India for the expression of loyalty and congratulation conveyed in the letter on behalf of yourself and the people of India whom you represented at the Coronation of His Majesty in England.
    I have the honour to be,
       Sir,
    Your most obedient servant,
(Signed) R. NATHAN, Offg. Deputy Secy. to the Govt, of India"
​The Maharajah wrote and published his Diary in Europe, 1902, together with an account of the Delhi Durbar dedicating it to H. E. Lord Ampthill, G.C.I.E.
He presented Rs.2,000 to the Madras University for a Gold Medal to be awarded annually to the candidate who passes the highest in the First Class in Telugu Literature.
He purchased Dontamuru and Rayavaram, two villages in the Godaveri District, for Rs.5, 44,328, and a portion of Arempudi Estate for Rs.41,300 and some minor Inams for Rs.5,815.
He exchanged visits with the Maharajah of Mysore and the Rajah of Cochin at Madras.
# A Revised and Enlarged Account of the Bobbili Zemindari/Chapter 11/1897

1897.
In the famine of 1896-1897 the Rajah subscribed Rs. 10,000 to the Indian Famine Relief Charitable Fund, fed an unlimited number of the poor in the Samasthanam Poor House; spent about Rs.25,000 on irrigation works; and sold grain at a very low rate to the Samasthanam servants and to very poor people.
H. M.'s Diamond Jubilee.
The Rajah held a Durbar, which was very largely attended by all classes of people, in honour of Her Majesty the Queen-Empress's Diamond Jubilee. He also sent to Her Majesty a silver casket with an address of congratulations on the auspicious event.
At the end of the year the Rajah went to Venkatagiri and attended the wedding of the Kumara Rajah of Venkatagiri.
# A Revised and Enlarged Account of the Bobbili Zemindari/Chapter 11/1896

1896.
In this year the Rajah endowed another bed to be called "Lady Wenlock's Bed," in the above Hospital. H. E. the Governor was ​pleased to nominate him to a Zemindari seat in the Legislative Council.
# A Revised and Enlarged Account of the Bobbili Zemindari/Chapter 11/1899

1899
The Rajah's great-grandmother, who had lived for 90 years, died in May. As she was ​very much respected by the Rajah, as well as by the people who knew her, the Rajah performed her funeral ceremony with great respect and attention and endowed a bed in the Victoria Caste and Gosha Hospital at Madras in the name of the deceased venerable old lady.
At the request of the people of Vizagapatam the Rajah promised to erect, at his own cost, a Town Hall in memory of Her Majesty's Diamond Jubilee. It is called the Victoria Diamond Jubilee Town Hall.
# A Revised and Enlarged Account of the Bobbili Zemindari/Chapter 11/1895

1895.
In the New-Year's Day Honours Gazette, Her Majesty the Queen-Empress was graciously pleased to confer on the Rajah the Knighthood of the Indian Empire. On the 30th May the Rajah was invested, at Ootacamund, with the Insignia of the Most Exalted Order of the Indian Empire, by His Excellency the Right Hon'ble Lord Wenlock, Governor of Madras ​This ceremony was the first of its kind that was held at that place. H. H. the Gaekwar of Baroda was also present on the occasion. On his return to Bobbili he received an address from his people, who made several requests. The Rajah, while thanking them for presenting him the address, said he could not carry out all the requests at once, but promised that he would fulfil many of them in course of time. On this occasion he remitted Rs.30,000, arrears of revenue, to the ryots.
The Rajah paid his respects to H. E. Lord Elgin, the Viceroy, when he visited Madras, and he then endowed a bed to be called "Lady Elgin's Bed" in the Victoria Caste Gosha Hospital at Madras.
# A Key (Penn)/Section IV
## OF THE HOLY SPIRIT OF GOD AND ITS OFFICE, WITH RESPECT TO MAN, AND OF THE MINISTRY

Perversion 8: The Quakers assert the Spirit of God to be the immediate Teacher, and there is no other means now to be useful, as ministry, ordinances, etc.
Principle: They never spoke such language, and their daily practice confutes the reflection. They never denied the use of means, such means as are used in the life and power of God, and not from man's will and innovation. They cannot own that to be a Gospel ministry that is without a Gospel spirit, or that such can be sent of God who are not taught of God, or that they are fit to teach others what regeneration and the way to heaven are who have never been born again themselves, or that such can bring souls to God who are themselves strangers to the baptism of fire and the Holy Ghost.
This unexperienced and lifeless ministry is the only ministry that the people called Quakers cannot own and receive, and therefore cannot maintain. For the ministry and the ministers that are according to Scriptures, they both own, respect and delight in, and are ready to assist and support in their service to God.
They deny all false means: Evangelical means and order they love to keep, for they diligently assemble themselves to wait upon God, to enable them to worship Him, where they both pray and prophesy, one by one, as prepared and moved in their hearts by His Spirit, and as anything is revealed to them. Otherwise they are silent before the Lord. Nor are they without spiritual songs, making melody in their hearts to God their Redeemer, by the same Holy Ghost, as often as they are comforted and moved by it, as was the primitive practice.