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# The Book of Enoch (Charles)/Chapter 56

CHAPTER LVI.
1. And I saw there the hosts of the angels of punishment going, and they held scourges and chains of iron and bronze. 2. And I asked the angel of peace who went with me, saying: ‘To whom are these who hold the scourges going?’ 3. And he said unto me: ‘To their elect and beloved ones, that they may be cast into the chasm of the abyss of the valley.
4. And then that valley shall be filled with their elect and beloved,
And the days of their lives shall be at an end,
And the days of their leading astray shall not thenceforward be reckoned.

### LVI. 5-8. Last Struggle of the Heathen Powers against Israel.

5. And in those days the angels shall return
And hurl themselves to the east upon the Parthians and Medes:
They shall stir up the kings, so that a spirit of unrest shall come upon them,
And they shall rouse them from their thrones,
That they may break forth as lions from their lairs,
And as hungry wolves among their flocks.
6. And they shall go up and tread under foot the land of His elect ones,
[And the land of His elect ones shall be before them a threshing-floor and a highway:]
7. But the city of my righteous shall be a hindrance to their horses.
And they shall begin to fight among themselves,
And their right hand shall be strong against themselves,
And a man shall not know his brother,
Nor a son his father or his mother,
Till there be no number of the corpses through their slaughter,
And their punishment be not in vain.
8. In those days Sheol shall open its jaws,
And they shall be swallowed up therein,
And their destruction shall be at an end;
Sheol shall devour the sinners in the presence of the elect.’
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/When Peace Like a River

First published in Gospel Songs No. 2 (1876) with music by Philip Paul Bliss.
161—WHEN PEACE LIKE A RIVER
When peace like a river attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea-billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say: 'It is well, it is well with my soul!'
Chorus
It is well . . . with my soul! . . . It is well, it is well with my soul!
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul!
My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!— My sin, not in part, but the whole, Is nail'd to His cross, and I bear it no more: Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/Until

44—UNTIL
No rose in all the world, until you came, No star until you smiled upon life's sea, No song in all the world, until you spoke, No hope until you gave your heart to me.
O rose, bloom ever in my lonely heart, O star, shine steadfast with your light divine, Ring on, O song, your melody of joy, Life's crowned at last, And love, and love is ever mine.
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/We'll Have a Jubilee in My Old Kentucky Home

Music by Walter Donaldson.
122—WE'LL HAVE A JUBILEE IN MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME
I've got a sneaky feeling 'round my heart That I want to settle down, I guess I'll pack my grip and take a trip To a good old Southern town— You can have your high-brow airs, Just give me three good squares, with corn and 'lassus, served by Rastus. I'll be tickled to death to know that I can stay right there And I'll never care to roam, Come along with me and have a jubilee In my old Kentucky home.
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/When I Dream of Old Erin

Published 1912, with music by Leo Friedman.
The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book
PART VII.—IRISH AIRS
86—WHEN I DREAM OF OLD ERIN
When I dream of old Erin, I'm dreaming of you, With your sweet, roguish smile and your true eyes of blue. For my love, like the shamrock, each day stronger grew, When I dream of old Erin, I'm dreaming of you.
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/Up From Somerset

61—UP FROM SOMERSET
For we'm come up from Somerset, Where the cider apples grow, For we're all King's men in Somerset, As we were long, long ago. An' when you're wanting soger boys, An' there's fighting for to do, You just send word to Somerset An' we'll all be up for you!
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/When I Leave the World Behind

69—WHEN I LEAVE THE WORLD BEHIND
I'll leave the sunshine to the flowers, I'll leave the springtime to the trees, And to the old folks I'll leave the mem'ries Of a baby upon their knees. I'll leave the night-time to the dreamers I'll leave the song-birds to the blind I'll leave the moon above to those in love, When I leave the world behind, When I leave the world behind.
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/When Morning Gilds the Sky

Translation of the German hymn Beim frühen Morgenlicht.
160—WHEN MORNING GILDS THE SKY
When morning gilds the skies, My heart awaking cries, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!' Alike at work and prayer To Jesus I repair: 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
Whene'er the sweet church bell Peals over hill and dell, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!' O hark to what it sings, As joyously it rings, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
When sleep her balm denies, My silent spirit sighs, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!' When evil thoughts molest, With this I shield my breast, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!' Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
In heaven's eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!' The powers of darkness fear When this sweet chant they hear, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
To God, the Word, on high, The host of angels cry, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!' Let mortals, too, upraise Their voice in hymns of praise; 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
​Let earth's wide circle round In joyful notes resound, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!' Let air and sea and sky, From depth to height, reply, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
Be this, while life is mine, My canticle divine, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!' Be this the eternal song Through all the ages on, 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'Amen.
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Days

From Theodore & Co (1917).
29—THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FIVE DAYS (Theodore & Co.)
Three hundred and sixty-five days All go to make a year, Three hundred and sixty-five days In which to call her dear. But always remember from January to December The girl that you worship and praise, Allow me to tell you, she's able to sell you Three hundred and sixty-five days.
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/Underneath the Stars

71—UNDERNEATH THE STARS
In the garden crimson poppies are sleeping, Thro' the grape-vines fairy spirits are peeping Dearest, come, 'tis time our tryst we are keeping, Underneath the stars, my love.
# The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/When You Come Home

43—WHEN YOU COME HOME
When we go home, dear, when we go home, No more to leave you, no more to roam, God will remember! God will provide! When we go home at eventide, God will remember! God will provide!
# The Children (Kipling)

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First published in A Diversity of Creatures (1917), where it accompanies the story The Honours of War.
1914-18
These were our children who died for our lands: they were dear in our sight. We have only the memory left of their home-treasured sayings and laughter. The price of our loss shall be paid to our hands, not another's hereafter. Neither the Alien nor Priest shall decide on it. That is our right.  But who shall return us the children?
At the hour the Barbarian chose to disclose his pretences, And raged against Man, they engaged, on the breasts that they bared for us, The first felon-stroke of the sword he had long-time prepared for us —
Their bodies were all our defence while we wrought our defences.
They bought us anew with their blood, forbearing to blame us, Those hours which we had not made good when the Judgment o'ercame us. They believed us and perished for it. Our statecraft, our learning Delivered them bound to the Pit and alive to the burning Whither they mirthfully hastened as jostling for honour —
Not since her birth has our Earth seen such worth loosed upon her.
Nor was their agony brief, or once only imposed on them. The wounded, the war-spent, the sick received no exemption: Being cured they returned and endured and achieved our redemption, Hopeless themselves of relief, till Death, marvelling, closed on them.
That flesh we had nursed from the first in all cleanness was given To corruption unveiled and assailed by the malice of Heaven —
By the heart-shaking jests of Decay where it lolled on the wires —
To be blanched or gay-painted by fumes — to be cindered by fires —
To be senselessly tossed and retossed in stale mutilation From crater to crater. For this we shall take expiation.  But who shall return us our children?
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# The Children's Song

From Puck of Pook's Hill (1906), where it accompanies the story "The Treasure and the Law".
THE CHILDREN'S SONG
Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee Our love and toil in the years to be; When we are grown and take our place, As men and women with our race.
Father in Heaven who lovest all, Oh, help Thy children when they call; That they may build from age to age An undefiled heritage.
Teach us to bear the yoke in youth, With steadfastness and careful truth; That, in our time, Thy Grace may give The Truth whereby the Nations live.
Teach us to rule ourselves alway, Controlled and cleanly night and day; That we may bring, if need arise, No maimed or worthless sacrifice.
Teach us to look in all our ends On Thee for judge, and not our friends; That we, with Thee, may walk uncowed By fear or favour of the crowd.
Teach us the Strength that cannot seek, By deed or thought, to hurt the weak; That, under Thee, we may possess Man's strength to comfort man's distress.
Teach us Delight in simple things, And Mirth that has no bitter springs; Forgiveness free of evil done, And Love to all men 'neath the sun!
Land of our Birth, our faith, our pride, For whose dear sake our fathers died; O Motherland, we pledge to thee Head, heart and hand through the years to be!
THE END
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# The Children's Plutarch: Tales of the Romans/front matter

THE
CHILDREN'S PLUTARCH
TALES OF THE ROMANS
BY
F. J. GOULD
WITH AN INTRODUCTION BY W. D. HOWELLS
PLUTARCH'S LIVES TOLD IN SIMPLE LANGUAGE WITH A SPECIAL TOPICAL INDEX
ILLUSTRATED BY WALTER CRANE
HARPER & BROTHERS PUBLISHERS
NEW YORK AND LONDON
M C M X
Copyright, 1910, by Harper & Brothers
Printed in the United States of America
ILLUSTRATIONS
| NUMA AND THE NYMPH | Frontispiece |
| HANNIBAL AND MARCELLUS | Facing p.  62 |
| POMPEY AND TIDIUS SEXTIUS | “112 |
# The Child's Own Music Book/Musical Alphabet

MUSICAL ALPHABET
# The Child's Own Music Book/Our Baby

OUR BABY
French Lullaby
# The Child's Own Music Book/Lullaby, Baby

An excerpt from the song "Birds in the Night", with music by Sullivan and lyrics by Lewin. Sullivan reused the melody, which he had originally written for the operetta Cox and Box.
LULLABY, BABY
Sir Arthur Sullivan
# The Child's Own Music Book/Little Miss Muffitt

LITTLE MISS MUFFITT
# The Child's Own Music Book/Lullaby (Elliott)

LULLABY
J. W. Elliott
# The Child's Own Music Book/Morning Prayer (secondo)

MORNING PRAYER
Secondo
C. Gurlitt
# The Child's Own Music Book/Lullaby (Erminie)

Erminie was Jakobowski's most successful opera
LULLABY
(Erminie)
E. Jakobowski
# The Child's Own Music Book/Mary Had a Little Lamb

MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB
# The Child's Own Music Book/Merry

MERRY
# The Canary/Katherine Ogie

Katherine Ogie.
# The Canary/O gude Ale comes

O gude Ale comes.
# The Canary/Donald and Paddy

It has not been possible to reconstruct the missing text from this song because another version of the work could not be located.
THE
CANARY.
Donald and Paddy.
Tune.—Ballynamony.
# The Canary/Daintie Davie

Daintie Davie.
# The Canary/Gude'en to you, Kimmer

Gude'en to you, Kimmer.
# The Canary/Jeanie Shaw

Jeanie Shaw.
# The Canary/Fareweel to Ayrshire

Fareweel to Ayrshire.
# The Canary/O Mally's meek, Mally's sweet

O Mally's meek, Mally's sweet.
# The Canary/Jenny dang the Weaver

Jenny dang the Weaver.
# The Cloud-Islands

What islands marvellous are these, That gem the sunset's tides of light-— Opals aglow in saffron seas? How beautiful they lie, and bright, Like some new-found Hesperides!
What varied, changing magic hues Tint gorgeously each shore and hill! What blazing, vivid golds and blues Their seaward winding valleys fill! What amethysts their peaks suffuse!
Close held by curving arms of land That out within the ocean reach, I mark a faery city stand, Set high upon a sloping beach That burns with fire of shimmering sand.
Of sunset-light is formed each wall; Each dome a rainbow-bubble seems; And every spire that towers tall A ray of golden moonlight gleams; Of opal-flame is every hall.
Alas! how quickly dims their glow! What veils their dreamy splendours mar! Like broken dreams the islands go, As down from strands of cloud and star, The sinking tides of daylight flow.
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# The Cloud of Unknowing

A BOOK OF CONTEMPLATION THE WHICH IS CALLED THE CLOUD OF UNKNOWING, IN THE WHICH A SOUL IS ONED WITH GOD
Edited from the British Museum MS. Harl. 674
With an Introduction
BY
EVELYN UNDERHILL
SECOND EDITION
London
JOHN M. WATKINS
21 Cecil Court, Charing Cross Road
1922
* Introduction
* Glossary
* Prayer on the Prologue
* Prologue
* Table of the Chapters
* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10
* Chapter 11
* Chapter 12
* Chapter 13
* Chapter 14
* Chapter 15
* Chapter 16
* Chapter 17
* Chapter 18
* Chapter 19
* Chapter 20
* Chapter 21
* Chapter 22
* Chapter 23
* Chapter 24
* Chapter 25
* Chapter 26
* Chapter 27
* Chapter 28
* Chapter 29
* Chapter 30
* Chapter 31
* Chapter 32
* Chapter 33
* Chapter 34
* Chapter 35
* Chapter 36
* Chapter 37
* Chapter 38
* Chapter 39
* Chapter 40
* Chapter 41
* Chapter 42
* Chapter 43
* Chapter 44
* Chapter 45
* Chapter 46
* Chapter 47
* Chapter 48
* Chapter 49
* Chapter 50
* Chapter 51
* Chapter 52
* Chapter 53
* Chapter 54
* Chapter 55
* Chapter 56
* Chapter 57
* Chapter 58
* Chapter 59
* Chapter 60
* Chapter 61
* Chapter 62
* Chapter 63
* Chapter 64
* Chapter 65
* Chapter 66
* Chapter 67
* Chapter 68
* Chapter 69
* Chapter 70
* Chapter 71
* Chapter 72
* Chapter 73
* Chapter 74
* Chapter 75
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# The Cloud of Unknowing/Chapter 1

​HERE BEGINNETH THE FIRST CHAPTER
Of four degrees of Christian men's living; and of the course of his calling that this book was made unto.
GHOSTLY friend in God, thou shalt well understand that I find, in my boisterous beholding, four degrees and forms of Christian men's living: and they be these, Common, Special, Singular, and Perfect. Three of these may be begun and ended in this life; and the fourth may by grace be begun here, but it shall ever last without end in the bliss of Heaven. And right as thou seest how they be set here in order each one after other; first Common, then Special, after Singular, and last Perfect, right so me thinketh that in the same order and in the same course our Lord hath of His great ​mercy called thee and led thee unto Him by the desire of thine heart. For first thou wottest well that when thou wert living in the common degree of Christian men's living in company of thy worldly friends, it seemeth to me that the everlasting love of His Godhead, through the which He made thee and wrought thee when thou wert nought, and sithen bought thee with the price of His precious blood when thou wert lost in Adam, might not suffer thee to be so far from Him in form and degree of living. And therefore He kindled thy desire full graciously, and fastened by it a leash of longing, and led thee by it into a more special state and form of living, to be a servant among the special servants of His; where thou mightest learn to live more specially and more ghostly in His service than thou didst, or mightest do, in the common degree of living before. And what more?
Yet it seemeth that He would not leave thee thus lightly, for love of His ​heart, the which He hath evermore had unto thee since thou wert aught: but what did He? Seest thou nought how listily and how graciously He hath privily pulled thee to the third degree and manner of living, the which is called Singular? In the which solitary form and manner of living, thou mayest learn to lift up the foot of thy love; and step towards that state and degree of living that is perfect, and the last state of all.
# The Cloud (Shelley)

* "The Cloud" in Prometheus Unbound; a lyrical drama in four acts with other poems (1820), by Percy Bysshe Shelley
* "The Cloud", in The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (1914)
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 7/Notes Of Class Talks And Lectures/Buddhism, The Religion Of The Light Of Asia

Vive Kananda lectured to an audience of about 150 [according to the Journal, 500] at the Auditorium last night upon "Buddhism, the Religion of the Light of Asia." Honourable Don M. Dickinson introduced him to the audience. "Who shall say that this system of religion is divine and that doomed?" asked Mr. Dickinson in his introductory remarks. "Who shall draw the mystic line?"
Vive Kananda reviewed at length the early religions of India. He told of the great slaughter of animals on the altar of sacrifice; of Buddha's birth and life; of his puzzling questions to himself over the causes of creation and the reasons for existence; of the earnest struggle of Buddha to find the solution of creation and life; of the final result.
Buddha, he said, stood head and shoulders above all other men. He was one, he said, [of] whom his friends or enemies could never say that he drew a breath or ate a crumb of bread but for the good of all. "He never preached transmigration of the soul," said Kananda, "except he believed one soul was to its successor like the wave of the ocean that grew and died away, leaving naught to the succeeding wave but its force. He never preached that there was a God, nor did he deny there was a God. "'Why should we be good?' his disciples asked of him. "'Because', he said, 'you inherited good. Let you in your turn leave some heritage of good to your successors. Let us all help the onward march of accumulated goodness, for goodness' sake.' "He was the first prophet. He never abused any one or arrogated anything to himself. He believed in our working out our own salvation in religion. "'I can't tell you,' he said, on his deathbed, 'nor any one. Depend not on any one. Work out your own religion [salvation].' "He protested against the inequality of man and man, or of man and beast. All life was equal, he preached. He was the first man to uphold the doctrine of prohibition in liquors. 'Be good and do good', he said. 'If there is a God, you have Him by being good. If there is no God, being good is good. He is to be blamed for all he suffers. He is to be praised for all his good.' "He was the first who brought the missionaries into existence. He came as a saviour to the downtrodden millions of India. They could not understand his philosophy, but they saw the man and his teachings, and they followed him."
In conclusion Kananda said that Buddhism was the foundation of the Christian religion; that the catholic church came from Buddhism.
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 7/Notes Of Class Talks And Lectures
## Notes Of Class Talks And Lectures

* On Art
* On Music
* On Mantra And Mantra-Chaitanya
* On Conceptions Of Godhead
* On Food
* On Sannyasa And Family Life
* On Questioning The Competency Of The Guru
* Shri Ramakrishna: The Significance Of His Life And Teachings
* On Shri Ramakrishna And His Views
* Shri Ramakrishna: The Nation's Ideal
* Notes Of Lectures Mercenaries In Religion
* The Destiny Of Man
* Reincarnation
* Comparative Theology
* Buddhism, The Religion Of The Light Of Asia
* The Science Of Yoga
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 4/Lectures and Discourses/On Art in India

ON ART IN INDIA
"Arts and Sciences in India" was the topic under which the Swami Vivekananda was introduced to the audience at Wendte Hall, San Francisco. The Swami held the attention of his hearers throughout as was demonstrated by the many questions which were put to him after his address.
The Swami said in part:
In the history of nations, the government at the beginning has always been in the hands of the priests. All the learning also has proceeded from the priests. Then, after the priests, the government changes hands, and the Kshatriya or the kingly power prevails, and the military rule is triumphant. This has always been true. And last comes the grasp of luxury, and the people sink down under it to be dominated by stronger and more barbarous races.
Amongst all races of the world, from the earliest time in history, India has been called the land of wisdom. For ages India itself has never gone out to conquer other nations. Its people have never been fighters. Unlike your Western people, they do not eat meat, for meat makes fighters; the blood of animals makes you restless, and you desire to do something.
Compare India and England in the Elizabethan period. What a dark age it was for your people, and how enlightened we were even then. The Anglo-Saxon people have always been badly fitted for art. They have good poetry — for instance, how wonderful is the blank verse of Shakespeare! Merely the rhyming of words is not good. It is not the most civilised thing in the world.
In India, music was developed to the full seven notes, even to half and quarter notes, ages ago. India led in music, also in drama and sculpture. Whatever is done now is merely an attempt at imitation. Everything now in India hinges on the question of how little a man requires to live upon.
# The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 8/Writings: Prose And Poems/To Shri Krishna

O Krishna, my friend, let me go to the water,
O let me go today.
Why play tricks with one who is already thy slave?
O friend, let me go today, let me go.
I have to fill my pitcher in the waters of the Jumna.
I pray with folded hands, friend, let me go.