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# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Faithful Eckart

Translation by Edgar Alfred Bowring of "Der getreue Eckart" (1815); see also Theodore Martin's translation "Eckart the Trusty."
FAITHFUL ECKART.
"Oh, would we were further! Oh, would we were home The phantoms of night tow'rd us hastily come, The band of the Sorceress sisters. They hitherward speed, and on finding us here, They'll drink, though with toil we have fetched it, the beer, And leave us the pitchers all empty."
Thus speaking, the children with fear take to flight, When sudden an old man appears in their sight; "Be quiet, child! children, be quiet! From hunting they come, and their thirst they would still, So leave them to swallow as much as they will, And the Evil Ones then will be gracious."
As said, so 'twas done! and the phantoms draw near, And shadowlike seem they, and gray they appear, Yet blithely they sip and they revel: The beer has all vanished, the pitchers are void; With cries and with shouts the wild hunters, o'er joyed, Speed onward o'er vale and o'er mountain.
The children in terror fly nimbly toward home, And with them the kind one is careful to come: "My darlings, oh, be not so mournful!"— ​"They'll blame us and beat us until we are dead."— "No, no! ye will find that all goes well," he said; "Be silent as mice, then, and listen!
"And he by whose counsels thus wisely ye're taught, Is he who with children loves ever to sport, The trusty and faithful old Eckart. Ye have heard of the wonder for many a day, But ne'er had a proof of the marvellous lay,— Your hands hold a proof most convincing."
They arrive at their home, and their pitchers they place By the side of their parents, with fear on their face, Awaiting a beating and scolding. But see what they're tasting: the choicest of beer! Though three times and four times they quaff the good cheer, The pitchers remain still unemptied.
The marvel it lasts till the dawning of day; All people who hear of it doubtless will say: "What happened at length to the pitchers?" In secret the children they smile, as they wait; At last, though, they stammer, and stutter, and prate, And straightway the pitchers were empty.
And if, children, with kindness addressed ye may be, Whether father, or master, or alderman he, Obey him, and follow his bidding! And if 'tis unpleasant to bridle the tongue, Yet talking is bad, silence good for the young— And then will the beer fill your pitchers!
# The Times/1917/News/Birthday Honours

Source: The Times, Monday, Jun 04, 1917; Issue 41495; pg. 9; col F — Birthday Honours.
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Prime Minister's List.
The King has been pleased to make the following appointments :— ...
Knights.
His Majesty has been pleased to confer the honour of Knighthood upon :—
Alfred Farthing Robbins, Esq., F.J.I.
London correspondent of the Birmingham Daily Post since 1888, and equally well known in Fleet-street, the Lobby of the House of Commons, and at theatrical first nights, he was president of the Institute of Journalists in 1908, and has been chairman of its Orphan Fund since 1911. A prominent Freemason, he is president of the Board of General Purposes in the United Grand Lodge of England.
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# The Times/1917/News/Arthur Henry Grant

Source: The Times, Wednesday, Jul 04, 1917; Issue 41521; pg. 9; col D — Wills and Bequests
Layout 2Sir Arthur Henry Grant, ninth baronet, of 15, Sloane-court, West Chelsea, Crampmoor, Romsey Extra, and Fair Oak Lodge, Bishopstoke, Hants, and of Monymusk, Aberdeen, late 27th Regiment, and Hampshire Yeomanry Cavalry, who died on March 1, left unsettled property of the value £10,669.
This work was published before January 1, 1929 and is anonymous or pseudonymous due to unknown authorship. It is in the public domain in the United States as well as countries and areas where the copyright terms of anonymous or pseudonymous works are 95 years or less since publication.
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# The Vampyre (Polidori)

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* "The Vampyre" in The New Monthly Magazine and Universal Register (1819)
* The Vampyre published by Sherwood, Neely, and Jones (1819)

## See also

* "A Fragment"
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 Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Jonathan Swift to M. Adelmar Cæsar - 1

TO MRS. CÆSAR.
AMONG a few little vexations, such as beggary, slavery, corruption, ignorance, want of friends, faction, oppression, and some other trifles of the like nature, that we philosophers ought to despise; two or three ladies of long acquaintance, and at a great distance, are still so kind as to remember me; and I was always proud, and pleased to a great degree, that you happened to be one, since constancy is, I think, at least as seldom found in friendship as in love.
​Mrs. Barber, when I see her, is always telling me wonders of the continual favours you have conferred on her, and that, without your interposition, the success of her errand would have hardly been worth the journey; and I must bear the load of this obligation, without the least possibility of ever returning it, otherwise than by my best wishes for the prosperity and health of you and your family: for, in spite of all your good words, I am the most insignificant man of this most insignificant country. I have been tied by the leg (without being married) for ten months past, by an unlucky strain, which prevented the honour and happiness I proposed to myself of waiting on you often during this last summer: and another year at my period of life is like an inch in a man's nose; yet I flatter myself, that next spring I may take one voyage more, when you will see me altered in every disposition of body and mind, except in my respects for you and all that belong to you. There is one part of Mr. Pope's compliment which I cannot make you; for I could not with the strictest search find one letter too many in any of your words, although I found a thousand words too few in your letter; therefore, I accepted and understood it only as a billet just writ while Mrs. Barber stood by in her hood and scarf, just ready to take her leave and begin her journey: and what is worse, I suspect that she was forced to solicit you long, because she wanted a certificate under your hand to convince me that she was not an impostor.
I will not say one word in Mrs. Barber's behalf, for she will always continue to deserve your protection, and therefore she may be sure you will always continue to give it her.
​I hope Mr. Caesar is in good health, and desire he will accept the offer of my most humble service, with my hearty wishes for your whole family.
I am, with true respect, madam,
Your most obedient, and
most humble servant,
J. SWIFT.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Jonathan Swift to Martha Whiteway - 11

TO MRS. WHITEWAY.
I HAVE been very miserable all night, and to day extremely deaf and full of pain. I am so stupid and confounded, that I cannot express the mortification I am under both in body and mind. All I can say is, That I am not in torture; but I daily and hourly expect it. Pray let me know how your health is and your family. I hardly understand one word I write. I am sure my days will be very few; few and miserable they must be.
I am, for those few days, yours entirely,
J. SWIFT.
If I do not blunder, it is Saturday, July 26, 1740.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Jonathan Swift to Laetitia Pilkington - 2

TO MRS. PILKINGTON.
YOU must shake off the leavings of your sex. If you cannot keep a secret, and take a chiding, you will quickly be out of my sphere. Corrigible people are to be chid; those who are otherwise, may be very safe from any lectures of mine: I should rather ​choose to indulge them in their follies, than attempt to set them right. I desire you may not inform your husband of what has past, for a reason I shall give you when I see you, which may be this evening, if you will. I am very sincerely your friend,
J. SWIFT.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Jonathan Swift to Martha Whiteway - 2

TO MRS. WHITEWAY.
I PITY you and your family, and I heartily pray for both: I pity myself, and my prayers are not wanting; but I pity not him. I count already that you and I and the world must lose him: but do not ​lose yourself. I was born to a million of disappointments: I had set my heart very much upon that young man; but I find he has no business in so corrupt a world. Therefore pray take courage from christianity, which will assist you when humanity fails: I wish I were in his condition, with his virtues. I am a little mending, to my shame be it spoken. I shall also lose a sort of a son as well as you: only our cases are different; for you have more, and it is your duty to preserve yourself for them. I am ever your most affectionate and obedient, &c.
J. SWIFT.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Jonathan Swift to Martha Whiteway - 10

TO THE SAME.
I FIND that you and I are fellow sufferers almost equally in our healths, although I am more than ​twenty years older. But I am and have been these two days in so miserable a way, and so cruelly tortured, that can hardly be conceived. The whole last night I was equally struck as if I had been in Phalaris's brazen bull, and roared as loud for eight or nine hours. I am at this instant unable to move without excessive pain, although not the thousandth part of what I suffered all last night and this morning. This you will now style the gout. I continue still very deaf. Doctor Wilson's left eye is still disordered, and very uneasy. You have now your family at home: I desire to present them with my kind and hearty service.
I am ever entirely yours, &c.
J. SWIFT.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Jonathan Swift to Martha Whiteway - 12

TO THE SAME.
YOUR son, who was with me yesterday, and staid the whole afternoon till near ten o'clock, gave ​me a very melancholy account of your ill health, extremely to my grief. I send a servant with this letter, and you will please to employ Mr. Swift to answer it, because I am in very great pain about you; for the weather is so extremely sharp, that it must needs add to your disorders. Pray let your son or daughter write a few lines to give me some sort of comfort. My cold is now attended with a cough this bitter cold weather; but I am impatient until your son or daughter gives me some hopes. I am ever your assured friend and most humble servant,
J. SWIFT.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Edward Harley to Jonathan Swift - 10

FROM LORD HARLEY.
YOUR sister has at last got rid of her lawyers. We are just setting out for Oxford, where we hope to see you. I am your affectionate brother,
HARLEY.
* ↑ A company of sixteen, all men of the first class, Swift included, dined once a week at the house of each other, by rotation, and went under the general denomination of brothers. The number was afterward enlarged, and they dined at a tavern every Thursday. Lord Harley was one, which accounts for the address of this letter.
* ↑ Lady Henrietta Harley, wife of lord Harley.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Constantine Phipps to Jonathan Swift - 3

FROM LORD CHANCELLOR PHIPPS.
MANY of my letters from London tell me how much I am obliged to you for your friendly solicitation on my son's behalf, which will be always remembered by us both, with the same gratitude, as if it had succeeded. I had congratulations from the duke of Ormond, my lord Bolingbroke, and others, on account of my son's having the place, for they sent me word it was actually done; and several other persons had letters of it, and our friends were extremely rejoiced at the well timing of it, and it was a great addition to the mortification of the whigs: and the disappointment will be a cause of great joy to them. But in this, and all other things, I submit to the judgment of my superiours, who know best what is fit to be done. As to looking out for any thing else for my son, there is nothing else here, that I know is fit for him; and if any thing worth his having falls in England, it will be disposed of before I can have notice of it.
We are told by every body, that the rest of our vacant bishopricks will be filled to our satisfaction: if they are, you must be one of them. But if you are resolved, that you will not yet episcopari here, give me leave to recommend to you an affair of my lord Abercorn's, which is, that you would consent to the agreement the vicars choral have made with ​him for renewing his lease. I am informed there are some misunderstandings between you. It is very unhappy there should be any difference between two such sure and great friends to the common cause. I do assure you, we are very much obliged to my lord Abercorn for his great service in these times of difficulty; he is as good a friend as any in the world, and as bad an enemy; and I am very sure, if you would make him a compliment, and oblige him in this matter, you would gain an entire true friend of him for the future, and oblige a great many of your friends here, who have all a great value and esteem for him.
I heartily congratulate you on her majesty's recovery, and the good effect it has had in uniting our friends. That, together with the resolution that is taken to support the church interest, will, without doubt, in a little time render all things easy and quiet in both kingdoms; though as yet our whigs here are as obstinate and perverse as ever. The commons are resolved, they will give no money till I am removed: and the aldermen will not own my lord mayor, nor proceed to any election, notwithstanding the opinion of all the judges here, and of the attorney general, and all the queen's council (except sir Joseph Jekyll) in England.
I wish you many happy new years, and should be very proud to receive your commands here, being, with the utmost sincerity and esteem, your most obedient humble servant,
CON. PHIPPS.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Charles Mordaunt to Jonathan Swift - 2

LORD PETERBOROW TO DR. SWIFT.
YOU were returning me to ages past for some expressions in my letter. I find matter in your's to send you as far back as the golden age. How came you to frame a system (in the times we live in) to govern the world by love?
I was much more surprised at such a notion in your first, than to find your opinion altered in your last letter. My hopes were founded more reasonably upon the contrary principle. I wish we could keep ourselves steady by any; but I confess it was the hatred and contempt so justly conceived against our late governors, that gave me some little expectations we might unite, at least in order to prevent a relapse.
The consequences of places not given were apparent; the whole party were then dissatisfied; and when given, those are only pleased who have them. This is what the honest management of past administrations has brought us to: but I should not yet despair, if your loving principle could but have its force among three or four of your acquaintance. Never persons had more reason to agree; nor was it ever in the power of a few men to bring greater ​events to bear, or prevent greater inconveniencies; for such are inevitable, without the nicest management: and I believe no person was ever better prepared to make this out than myself.
I wish, before I left England, that I had met, either in your letters or discourse, any thing like what you hint in your last; I should have found great ease, and you, some satisfaction; for, had you passed these six months with me abroad, I could have made you sensible, that it were easy to have brought the character and influence of an English peer, equal to that of a senator in old Rome. Methinks I could have brought it to that pass, to have seen a levee of suppliant kings and princes, expecting their destinies from us, and submitting to our decrees: but, if we come in politicks to your necessity of leaving the town for want of money to live in it, Lord, how the case will alter!
You threaten me with law, and tell me I might be compelled to make my words good. Remember your own insinuations: what if I should leave England in a week's time, and summon you in quality of chaplain and secretary, to be a witness to transactions perhaps of the greatest importance; so great, that I should think you might deserve the bishoprick of Winchester at your return. Let me know, in a letter directed to Parson's green, the moment you receive this, whether you are ready and willing; but you must learn to live a month, now and then, without sleep. As to all other things, we should meet with no mortifications abroad, if we could escape them from home.
But, without raillery, if ever I can propose to myself to be of any great use, I foresee this will be ​the case. This is so much my opinion, that I conclude, if it falls out otherwise, I shall never concern myself in any publick business in England; that I shall either leave it for a better climate, or marry in a rage, and become the hero of the October club. Yours,
PETERBOROW.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Constantine Phipps to Jonathan Swift - 1

FROM LORD CHANCELLOR PHIPPS.
I HAD the favour of your kind letter of the twenty-second of September, and had sooner acknowledged it, if I had not been prevented by the constant hurry ​we have been in, with relation to the city and parliament affairs.
I heartily congratulate your safe arrival in London, and return you, with all the gratitude imaginable, my thanks for the great trouble you have given yourself, as well on behalf of my son in particular, as of this kingdom in general: and I am sorry you should venture so far as to burn your fingers; but you know such misfortunes often happen to gentlemen, who have a hearty zeal for the interest of their friends. But this comfort attends them, that the burning goes off soon; whereas the credit and honour of serving one's friend last always. The account you sent me of Mr. Worseley's being an envoy was new, and had not reached us before your letter came. I know not how sufficiently to acknowledge the obligations you have laid on me; but assure you, if you have any commands on this side of the water, there is no one will be more proud of being honoured with them, than he, who is, with very great respect,
Your most obedient humble servant,
CON. PHIPPS.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Edward Harley to Jonathan Swift - 11

FROM LORD HARLEY.
APRIL 12, 1718.
His lordship writes to the dean, "that he hopes to see him at Wimple this year; that lord Oxford was well, and talked of going into Herefordshire." He adds, "Your sister is obliged to go to Bath, presents her humble service, and desires you to accept of a little etui. I beg you will not deny me the favour to take the snuffbox, which comes along with it to supply the place of that which was broke by accident some time ago. I am, with true respect, your most humble servant and brother,
HARLEY."
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Charles Montagu to Jonathan Swift - 1

EARL OF HALIFAX TO THE SAME.
OUR friend Mr. Addison telling me that he was to write to you to night, I could not let his packet go away without telling you how much I am concerned to find them returned without you. I am quite ashamed for myself and my friends, to see ​you left in a place so incapable of tasting you; and to see so much merit, and so great qualities unrewarded by those, who are sensible of them. Mr. Addison and I are entered into a new confederacy, never to give over the pursuit, nor to cease reminding those, who can serve you, till your worth is placed in that light it ought to shine. Dr. South holds out still, but he cannot be immortal. The situation of his prebend would make me doubly concerned in serving you. And upon all occasions, that shall offer, I will be your constant solicitor, your sincere admirer, and your unalterable friend.
I am your most humble
and obedient servant,
HALIFAX.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Constantine Phipps to Jonathan Swift - 2

FROM LORD CHANCELLOR PHIPPS.
I AM indebted to you for your kind letters of the eighth and tenth instant, and I very heartily acknowledge the obligation. That of the eighth gave me a great many melancholy thoughts, when I reflected upon the danger our constitution is in, by the neglect and supineness of our friends, and the vigilance and unanimity of our enemies: but I hope your parliament proving so good will awaken our friends, and unite them more firmly, and make them more active.
That part of your letter of the tenth, which related to my son, gave me great satisfaction; for though the comimissioners here have heard nothing of it, yet I believed Mr. Keightley might bring over full instructions in it: but he is arrived, and knows nothing of it; so that whatever good intentions my lord treasurer had in relation to my son, his lordship has forgotten to give any directions concerning him; for, with him, things are just as they were when you left Dublin. If you will be so kind to put his lordship in mind of it, you will be very obliging.
I cannot discharge the part of a friend, if I omit to let you know that your great neighbour at St. Pulcher's is very angry with you. He accuses you for going away without taking your leave of him, and intends in a little time to compel you to reside at your deanery. He lays some other things to your charge, which you shall know in a little time.
We hourly expect my lord lieutenant. The ​whigs begin to be sensible they must expect no great countenance from him, and begin to be a little down in the mouth, since they find Broderick is not to be their speaker. I am, with very great truth, your most obedient humble servant.
* ↑ The archbishop of Dublin.
* ↑ Duke of Shrewsbury.
* ↑ He was, however, chosen speaker, by a majority of four voices.