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# The Third International to the Workers of all Countries Concerning the Polish Question

Contains two communications from the Executive Committee of the Third International (Comintern).
Workers of the World, Unite!
The Third International
to the
Workers of all Countries
CONCERNING THE POLISH QUESTION.
Published by the Executive Committee of the III Interna- tional.
Moscow—1920.
page
Printing Works of the III International.
* To the Workers of all Countries Concerning the Polish Question
* To the International Proletariat
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# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 15

Numbered 124 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 15 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The xv fable is of the rauen and of the foxe
Hey that be glad and Joyefull of the praysynge of flaterers oftyme repente them therof / wherof Esope reherceth to us suche a fable / A rauen whiche was vpon a tree / and held with his bylle a chese / the whiche chese the fox desyred moche to haue / wherfore the foxe wente and preysed hym by suche wordes as folowen / O gentyll rauen thow art the fayrest byrd of alle other byrdes / For thy fethers ben so fayr so bright and so resplendysshynge / and can also so wel synge / yf thow haddest the voys clere and small thow sholdest be the moost happy of al other byrdes / And the foole whiche herd the flateryringe wordes of the foxe beganne to open his bylle for to synge / And then the chese fylle to the grounde / and the fox toke and ete hit / And whan the rauen sawe that for his vayn glorye he was deceyued wexed hevy and sorowfull / and repented hym of that he had byleued the foxe / And this fable techeth vs / how men ought not to be glad ne take reioysshynge in the wordes of caytyf folke / ne also to leue flatery ne vayn glory.
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 3

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Numbered 384 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 3 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The thyrd fable is of the rat / and of the frogge /
ow it be so / that as the rat went in pylgremage / he came by a Ryuer / and demaunded helpe of a frogge tor to passe / and go over the water / And thenne the frogge bound the rats foote to her foote / and thus swymed vnto the myddes ouer the Ryuer / And as they were there the frogge stood stylle / to thende that the rat shold be drowned / And in the meane whyle came a kyte vpon them / and bothe bare them with hym / This fable made Esope for a symylytude whiche is prouffitable to many folkes / For he that thynketh evylle ageynst good / the evil whiche he thynketh shall ones falle upon hym self.
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 17

Numbered 91 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 17 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The xvij fable is of the asse and of the yong dogge
one ought to entermete hym of that what he can not do wherof Esope recyted suche a fable / Of an asse whiche was in the hows of a lord / whiche lord had a lytyle dogge / whiche he loued wel / and gaf hym mete and ete vpon his table / And the lytyle dogge loked and chered / and lepte vpon his gowne / And to alle them that were in the hows he made chere / ​wherfor the asse was enuyous and sayd in hym self / yf my lord and his meyny loue this myschaunt beste by cause that he chereth and maketh feste to euery body / by gretter reason they ought to loue me vf I make chere to them / Thenne sayd he in hym self/ Fro henforth I shall take my disporte and shall make Joye and playe with my lord / and wyth his meyny / And ones as the asse was in this thoughte and ymagynacion / hit happed that he sawe his lord whyche entryd in to his hows / the asse beganne thenne to daunse and to make feest and songe with his swete voys / and approched hym self toward his lord & went & lepte vpon his sholders / and beganne to kysse and to lykke hym / The lord thenne beganne to crye oute with a hyghe voys and sayd / lete this fowl and payllard / whiche hurteth and byteth me sore / be bete and putt awey / The lordes seruauntes thenne toke anone grete staues / and beganne to smyte vpon the poure asse / and so sore corryged and bete hym / that after he had no luste ne courage to daunse / ne make to nonne chere ne feste / and therfore none ought to entermete hym self for to doo a thynge / whiche as for hym impossyble is to be done / For the vnwyse displeseth there / where as he supposeth to please.
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 2

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Numbered 155 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 2 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ This second fable is of the wulf and the lambe /
f the Innocent and of the shrewe Esope reherceth to vs suche a fable / howe it was so / that the lambe and the wulf had bothe thurst / and went both to a Ryuer for to drynke /¶ It happed that the wulf dranke aboue & the lambe dranke bynethe / And as the wulf sawe & percyued the lambe / he sayd with a hyghe voys / Ha knaue why hast thou troubled ​and fowled my water / whiche I sold now drynke / Allas my lord sauf your grece / For the water cometh fro yow toward me / Thenne sayd the wulf to the lambe / Hast thou no shame ne drede to curse me / And the lambe sayd My lord with your leue / And the wulf sayd ageyne / Hit is not syxe monethes passyd that thy fader dyd to me as moche / And the lambe ansuerd yet was I not at that tyme born / And the wulf said ageyne to hym / Thou hast ete my fader / And the lambe ansuerd / I have no teeth / Thenne said the wulf / thou arte wel lyke thy fader / and for his syne and mysdede thow shalt deye / The wulf thenne toke the lambe and ete hym / This fable sheweth that the euylle man retcheth not by what maner he may robbe and destroye the good and Innocent man.
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 20

Numbered 39 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 20 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The xx fable maketh mencion of the swalowe / and other byrdes
E that byleueth not good counceyll / may not fayll to be euylle counceylled / wherof Esope reherceth to vs suche a fable / Of a plowgh man / whiche sowed lynseed / and the swalowe seyng that of the same lynseed men myght make nettes and gynnes / wente and sayd to al other byrdes / Come with me ye al & lete vs plucke vp al this / For yf we leue hit growe / the labourer shal mowe make therof gynnes and nettes for to take vs al / Alle the byrdes despraysed his counceyl / ¶ And thenne as the swalowe sawe this / he wente and herberowed her in the plowgh mans hows / ¶ And whanne the flaxe was growen and pulled vp / the labourer made grynnes and nettes to take byrdes / wherwith he took euery day many other byrdes / and brought them to his hows / to the whiche byrdes the swalowe thenne sayd / I told yow wel / what that shold happe therof / wherfore men ought not to desprayse good councylle / For he that is euyl aduysed and not wel counceyled shalle haue moche payne
¶ Here fynysshed the fyrst booke of Esope /
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 13

Numbered 1 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 13 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The xiij fable is of the Egle and of the foxe
Ow the puyssant & myghty must doubte the feble Essope reherceth to vs suche a fable / Ther was an Egle whiche came ther as young foxes were / and took awey one of them / and gaf hit to his younge Egles to fede them with The foxe wente after hym & praid hym to restore and gyue hym ageyne his yong foxe / and the Egle said that he wold not / For he was ouer hym lord and maister/ ¶ And thenne the foxe fulle of shrewdnes and malyce beganne to put to gyder grete habondaunce of straws round aboute the tree / where vpon the egle and his yonge were in theyr nest/ and kyndeled it with fyre / ¶ And whan the smoke and the flambe began to ryse vpward / the Egle ferdfulle and doubtyng the dethe of her lytylle egles restored ageyne the younge foxe to his moder  ¶ This fable sheweth vs / how the myghty men oughte not to lette in ony thynge the small folke / For the lytyle ryght ofte may lette and trouble the grete.
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 16

Numbered 481 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 16 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The xvi fable is of the lyon / of the wylde bore / of the bole & of the asse
hanne a man hath lost his dignyte or offyce / he muste leue his fyrst audacyte or hardyness / to thende / that he be not iniuryed and mocqued of euery one / wherof Esope sheweth vnto suche a fable / There was a lyon whiche in his yongthe was fyers and moche outragyous /  ¶ And when he was come to his old age / there came to hym a wyldbore / whiche with his teeth rent and barst a grete pyece of his body and auenged upon hym of the wrong the lyon had doo to hym before that tyme / ¶ After came to hym the boole whiche smote and hurted hym with his hornes / And an asse came there / whiche smote hym in the forhede with his feete by maner of vyndycacion / And thenne the poure Lyon beganne to wepe sayenge within hym self in this manere / When I was yonge and uertuous euery one doubted and fered me / and now that I am old and feble / and nyghe to my dethe / none is that setteth ne holdeth ought by me / but of euery one I am setten aback / I haue lost ​alle good and worship / and therlore this fable admonesteth many one whiche ben enhaunced in dygnyte and worship shewinge to them / how they must be meke and humble / For he that geteth and acquyreth no frendes ought to be doubtous to falle in suche caas and in suche peryl.
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 19

Numbered 324 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 19 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The xix fable is of the mylan whiche was seke and of his moder
E that euer doth euylle ought not to suppose ne haue no trust that his prayer at his nede shalle be herd / Of the whiche thynge Esope sheweth to us suche a fable / Of a mylan whiche was seke / so moche that he had no truste to recouer his helthe / And as he sawe hym so vexed with feblenes / he prayd his moder that she shold praye vnto the goddes for hym / And his moder ansuerd to hym / My sone thow hast so gretely offendyd and blasphemyd the goddes that now they wol auenge them on the / For thow preyest not them by pyte ne by loue / but for dolour and drede / For he whiche ledeth euylle lyf / and that in his euylle delynge is obstynate / ought not to haue hope to be delyuered of his euyll / For whan one is fall into extremyte of his sekenes / thenne is the tyme come that he must be payed of his Werkes and dedes / For he that offendeth other in his prosperyte / whan he falleth in to aduersyte / he fyndeth no frendes.
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 14

Numbered 490 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 14 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The xiiij fable is of the Egle whiche bare a nutte in his becke and of the rauen
e that is sure and wel garnysshed yet by fals counceyll may be betrayed / wherof Esope telleth suche a fable /  ¶ An Egle was somtyme vpon a tree / whiche held with his bylle a nutte / whiche he coulde not breke / the rauen came to hym / and sayd / Thow shalt neuer breke it / tylle thow fleest as hyghe as thow mayst / and thenne late it falle vpon the stones / And the Egle beganne to flyhe and lete fall his proye / and thus he lost his notte / ¶ And thus many one ben deceyued thorughe fals counceylle / and by the fals tongue of other.
# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 18

Numbered 150 in the Perry Index. Translated from French by William Caxton and first published in 1484. This is a version of The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Liber Primus/Fable 18 that has been annotated by the Wikisource community.
¶ The xviij fable is of the lyon and of the rat /
He myghte and puyssant must pardonne and forgyue to the lytyll and feble / and ought to kepe hym fro al euylle / For oftyme the lytyll may wel gyue ayde and help to the grete / wherof Esope reherceth to vs suche a fable Of a lyon whiche slepte in a forest and the rats desported and playd aboute hym / It happed that the rat wente vpon the lyon / wherfore the lyon awoke / and within his clawes or ongles he tooke the rat / ¶ And whanne the rat sawe hym thus taken & hold sayd thus to the lyon / My lord pardonne me / For of my deth noughte ye shalle Wynne / For I suppofed not to haue done to yow ony harme ne displaysyre / ¶ Thenne thought the lyon in hym self that no [[The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Annotated/Vol. II/Glossary#worship|worship]] ne glorye it were to put it to dethe / wherfor he graunted his pardonne and lete hym go within a lytyll whyle / After this it happed so that the same lyon was take at a grete trappe / and as he sawe hym thus caught and taken / he beganne to crye and make sorowe / and then whan the ​rat herd hym crye / he approched hym & demaunded of hym wherfor he cryed / And the lyon ansuerd to hym / Seest thou not how I am take & bound with this gynne / Thenne sayd the ratte to hym / My lord I wylle not be vnkynde / but euer I shal remembre the grace whiche thou hast done to me / And if I can I shall now helpe the / The ratte beganne thenne to byte the lace or cord / and so long he knawed it that the lace brake / And thus the lyon escaped / ¶ Therfore this fable techeth vs how that a man myghty and puyssant ought not to dysprayse the lytyll / For somtyme he that can no body hurte ne lette may at a nede gyue help and ayde to the grete.
# Things Japanese/Note on the Pronunciation of Japanese Words

NOTE ON THE PRONUNCIATION OF JAPANESE WORDS.
Sound the vowels and diphthongs as in Italian, that is (approximately),
Distinguish long vowels from short, as in Latin; thus tori, "bird" but tōri, "street;" zutsu, "[one, etc.] at a time," but zutsū, "headache."
Sound the consonants as in English, noting only that g never has the "j" sound. At the beginning of a word it is pronounced as in "give;" in the middle it has the sound of English ng. Note, too, that z before "u" is pronounced as dz, thus Kōzu (kō-dzu).
Consonants written double are distinctly pronounced double, as in Italian. Thus amma, "a shampooer" sounds quite different from ama, "a nun." (Compare such English words as "oneness," "shot-tower.")
There is little if any tonic accent, all syllables, except such as have long quantity, being pronounced evenly and lightly, as in French. For instance, the word ama given above sounds almost exactly like the French word "amas," and would not be understood if pronounced like English "armour".
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To Charlotte

TO CHARLOTTE.
Midst the noise of merriment and glee, 'Midst full many a sorrow, many a care, Charlotte, I remember, we remember thee, How at evening's hour so fair, Thou a kindly hand didst reach us, When thou, in some happy place Where more fair is Nature's face, Many a lightly-hidden trace Of a spirit loved didst teach us.
Well 'tis that thy worth I rightly knew,— That I, in the hour when first we met, While the first impression filled me yet, Called thee then a girl both good and true.
Reared in silence, calmly, knowing nought, On the world we suddenly are thrown; Hundred thousand billows round us sport; All things charm us—many please alone, Many grieve us, and as hour on hour is stealing, To and fro our restless natures sway; First we feel, and then we find each feeling By the changeful world-stream borne away.
Well I know, we oft within us find Many a hope and many a smart. Charlotte, who can know our mind? Charlotte, who can know our heart? Ah! 'twould fain be understood, 'twould fain o'erflow In some creature's fellow-feelings blest, And, with trust, in twofold measure know All the grief and joy in Nature's breast.
​Then thine eye is oft around thee cast, But in vain, for all seems closed for ever; Thus the fairest part of life is madly passed Free from storm, but resting never; To thy sorrow thou'rt to-day repelled By what yesterday obeyed thee. Can that world by thee be worthy held Which so oft betrayed thee?
Which 'mid all thy pleasures and thy pains, Lived in selfish, unconcerned repose? See, the soul its secret cells regains, And the heart—makes haste to close. Thus found I thee, and gladly went to meet thee; "She's worthy of all love!" I cried, And prayed that Heaven with purest bliss might greet thee, Which in thy friend it richly hath supplied.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To Father Kronos

TO FATHER KRONOS.
[Written in a post-chaise.]
Hasten thee, Kronos! On with clattering trot! Down hill goeth thy path; Loathsome dizziness ever, When thou delayest, assails me. Quick, rattle along, Over stock and stone let thy trot Into life straightway lead!
Now once more Up the toilsome ascent Hasten, panting for breath! Up, then, nor idle be,— Striving and hoping, up, up!
Wide, high, glorious the view Gazing round upon life. While from mount unto mount Hovers the spirit eterne, Life eternal foreboding.
Sideways a roof's pleasant shade Attracts thee, And a look that promises coolness On the maidenly threshold. There refresh thee! And, maiden, Give me this foaming draught also, Give me this health-laden look!
​Down, now! quicker still, down! See where the sun sets! Ere he sets, ere old age Seize me in the morass, Ere my toothless jaws mumble, And my useless limbs totter; While drunk with his farewell beam Hurl me,—a fiery sea Foaming still in mine eye,— Hurl me, while dazzled and reeling, Down to the gloomy portal of hell.
Blow, then, gossip, thy horn, Speed on with echoing trot, So that Orcus may know we are coming, So that our host may with joy Wait at the door to receive us.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To Mignon

TO MIGNON.
Over vale and torrent far Rolls along the sun's bright car. Ah! he wakens in his course Mine, as thy deep-seated smart In the heart, Ev'ry morning with new force.
Scarce avails night aught to me; E'en the visions that I see Come but in a mournful guise; And I feel this silent smart In my heart With creative power arise.
During many a beauteous year I have seen ships 'neath me steer, As they seek the shelt'ring bay; But, alas, each lasting smart In my heart Floats not with the stream away.
I must wear a gala dress, Long stored up within my press, For to-day to feasts is given; None know with what bitter smart Is my heart Fearfully and madly riven.
Secretly I weep each tear, Yet can cheerful e'en appear, ​With a face of healthy red; For if deadly were this smart In my heart, Ah, I then had long been dead!
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To My Mistress

TO MY MISTRESS.
All that's lovely speaks of thee! When the glorious sun appeareth, 'Tis thy harbinger to me: Only thus he cheereth. ​In the garden where thou go'st, There art thou the rose of roses, First of lilies, fragrant most Of the fragrant posies.
When thou movest in the dance, All the stars with thee are moving And around thee gleam and glance, Never tired of loving.
Night!—and would the night were here! Yet the moon would lose her duty; Though her sheen be soft and clear, Softer is thy beauty!
Fair, and kind, and gentle one! Do not moon, and stars, and flowers Pay that homage to their sun, That we pay to ours?
Sun of mine, that art so dear— Sun, that art above all sorrow! Shine, I pray thee, on me here Till the eternal morrow!
FLOWER-SALUTE.
This nosegay,—'twas I dressed it,— Greets thee a thousand times! Oft stooped I, and caressed it, Ah! full a thousand times, And 'gainst my bosom pressed it, A hundred thousand times!
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To Lida

TO LIDA.
The only one whom, Lida, thou canst love, Thou claim'st, and rightly claim'st, for only thee; He, too, is wholly thine; since doomed to rove Far from thee, in life's turmoils nought I see Save a thin veil, through which thy form I view, As though in clouds; with kindly smile and true, It cheers me, like the stars eterne that gleam Across the northern lights' far-flick'ring beam.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To Lina

TO LINA.
Lina, rival of the linnet, When these lays shall reach thy hand, Please transfer them to the spinnet, Where thy friend was wont to stand.
Set the diapason ringing, Ponder not the words you see, Give them utterance by thy singing, Then each leaf belongs to thee.
With the life of music fill them; Cold the written verses seem, That, would Lina deign to trill them, Might be trancing as a dream.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To Originals

TO ORIGINALS.
A fellow says: "I own no school or college; No master lives whom I acknowledge; And pray don't entertain the thought That from the dead I e'er learnt aught." This, if I rightly understand, Means: "I'm a blockhead at first hand."
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To Luna

TO LUNA.
Sister of the earliest light, Type of loveliness in sorrow, Silver mists thy radiance borrow, Even as they cross thy sight. When thou comest to the sky, In their dusky hollows waken, Spirits that are sad, forsaken, Birds that shun the day, and I.
Looking downward far and wide, Hidden things thou dost discover. Luna! help a hapless lover, Lift him kindly to thy side! Aided by thy friendly beams, Let him, through the lattice peeping, Look into the room where, sleeping, Lies the maiden of his dreams.
Ah, I see her! Now I gaze, Bending in a trance Elysian, ​And I strain my inmost vision, And I gather all thy rays. Bright and brighter yet I see Charms no envious robes encumber; And she draws me to her slumber As Endymion once drew thee.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/To His Coy One

TO HIS COY ONE.
Seest thou yon smiling orange? Upon the tree still hangs it; Already March hath vanished, And new-born flowers are shooting. I draw nigh to the tree then, And there I say: O orange, ​Thou ripe and juicy orange, Thou sweet and luscious orange, I shake the tree, I shake it, Oh, fall into my lap.
# The Zoologist/4th series, vol 1 (1897)/Issue 678

Contents :
| | | PAGE |
| Newstead, R. | On the Position of the Lesser Horse-Shoe Bat, Rhinolphus Hipposideros, Bechstein during Hibernation | 537 |
| Patterson, Arthur | The Marine and Fresh-water Fishes of Great Yarmouth, its neighbouring coasts, rivers, and Broads | 539 |
| Gurney, J.H. | Cuckoos Sucking Eggs | 568 |
| | Notes and Queries | 571 |