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# The Czechoslovak Review/Volume 3/With the Slovak League

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WITH THE SLOVAK LEAGUE.
The Slovaks lost a valuable worker, and the Old Country gained an efficient leader in the departure for Europe of Jan Janček, secretary of the League. He proceeded to Slovakia in pursuance of a mission entrusted to him by the Cleveland Conference of the League. His task will be principally to arrange for regular transmission of news from Slovakia to the United States; he will also secure directions for the prosecution of relief work among the people of warridden Slovakia.
Janček has been less than a year in the United States, having come here from Russia, where he had been serving in the Czechoslovak Army as a lieutenant. He came originally merely to advise his people here of what was done in Russia, but was persuaded to accept the office of secretary to the League and did excellent work in that capacity as an organizer. He is a capable business man and before the war was an important lumber manufacturer and one of the few Slovak million aires. Of course during the war all his property had been confiscated by the Magyar Government which declared Janček a traitor.
The Slovak League plans to invest large sums of money in industrial enterprises in Slovakia, for every Slovak believes in the future prosperity of his native land. It has been decided to send other leaders to the liberated country; the delegation will consist of Author:Albert Mamatey, Milan Getting, E. Kovač and J. Matlocha. In the meantime the million-dollar fund is growing at an increased rate under the enthusiasm caused by the proclamation of the Czechoslovak Republic. The most important recent contribution was made by the Slovaks of Binghampton, who in a short campaign collected $40,000.00.
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# The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/Why do I hate that lone green dell?

XIX
Why do I hate that lone green dell? Buried in moors and mountains wild, That is a spot I had loved too well, Had I but seen it when a child.
There are bones whitening there in the summer heat; But it is not for that, and none can tell, None but one can the secret repeat, Why I hate that lone green dell.
Noble foe, I pardon thee All thy cold and scornful pride, For thou wast a priceless friend to me When my sad heart had none beside.
And leaning on thy generous arm, A breath of old times over me came; The earth shone round with a long-lost charm: Alas! I forgot I was not the same.
Before a day, an hour, passed by, My spirit knew itself once more; I saw the gilded visions fly And leave me as I was before.
May 9, 1838.
# The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

THE COMPLETE POEMS OF EMILY DICKINSON
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THE COMPLETE POEMS OF EMILY DICKINSON
WITH AN INTRODUCTION BY HER NIECE MARTHA DICKINSON BIANCHI
BOSTON LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY 1924
Copyright, 1890, 1891, 1896, By Roberts Brothers.
Copyright, 1914, 1918, 1919, 1924, By Martha Dickinson Bianchi.
All Rights Reserved
Published July, 1924
Printed in the United States of America
CONTENTS
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# The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/Weaned from life and flown away

LVII
Weaned from life and flown away In the morning of thy day, Bound in everlasting gloom, Buried in a hapless tomb.
Yet upon thy bended knee Thank the power that banished thee; Chain and bar and dungeon wall Saved thee from a deadlier thrall.
Thank the power that made thee part Ere that parting broke thy heart. Wildly rushed the mountain spring From its source of fern and ling; How invincible its roar, Had its waters worn the shore.
February 1838.
# The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/Warning and Reply

X
WARNING AND REPLY
In the earth—the earth—thou shalt be laid, A grey stone standing over thee; Black mould beneath thee spread, And black mould to cover thee.
'Well—there is rest there, So fast come thy prophecy; The time when my sunny hair Shall with grass roots entwined be.'
But cold—cold is that resting-place, Shut out from joy and liberty, And all who loved thy living face Will shrink from it shudderingly.
'Not so. Here the world is chill, And sworn friends fall from me: But there—they will own me still, And prize my memory.'
Farewell, then, all that love, All that deep sympathy: Sleep on; Heaven laughs above, Earth never misses thee.
Turf-sod and tombstone drear Part human company; One heart breaks only—here, But that heart was worthy thee!
# The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/When days of beauty deck the vale

XXXV
When days of beauty deck the vale, Or stormy nights descend, How well my spirit knows the path On which it ought to wend.
It seeks the consecrated spot Beloved in childhood's years; The space between is all forgot, Its sufferings and its tears.
# The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/Where were ye all? and where wert thou?

XXVII
Where were ye all? and where wert thou? I saw an eye that shone like thine, But dark curls waved around his brow, And his star-glance was strange to mine.
And yet a dreamlike comfort came Into my heart and anxious eye, And trembling yet to hear his name, I bent to listen watchfully.
This voice, though never heard before, Still spoke to me of years gone by; It seemed a vision to restore, That brought the hot tears to my eye.
I paused on the threshold, I turned to the sky; I looked to the heaven and the dark mountains round; The full moon sailed bright through that ocean on high, And the wind murmured past with a wild eerie sound.
And I entered the walls of my dark prison-house; Mysterious it rose from the billowy moor.
O come with me, thus ran the song, The moon is bright in Autumn's sky, And thou hast toiled and laboured long, With aching head and weary eye.
October 1838.
# The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/What winter floods, what streams of spring

XLV
What winter floods, what streams of spring Have drenched the grass by night and day, And yet beneath that speeding ring Unmoved and undiscovered lay.
Mute remembrancer of crime, Long lost, concealed, forgot for years, It comes at last to cancel time, And waken unavailing tears.
March 27, 1832.
# The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/Yet o'er his face a solemn light

LXII
Yet o'er his face a solemn light Comes smiling from the sky, And shows to sight the lustre bright Of his uplifted eye; The aimless, heedless carelessness Of happy infancy O'er such a solemn fearfulness Commingling with his glee, The parted lips, the golden hair; Oh who so blest as thee! Memory! how thy magic fingers, With a wild and passing thrill, Wake the cord whose spirit lingers, Sleeping silently and still, Fast asleep and almost dying, Through my days of changeless pain, Till I dream the strings are lying, Never to be waked again. Winds have blown, but all unknown; Nothing could arouse a tone In that heart which like a stone Senselessly has lain. All seemed over—friend and lover Strove to waken music there; Flow the strings their fingers over, Still in silence swept the air. ​Memory! Memory comes at last, Memory of feelings past, And with an Æolian blast Strikes the strings resistlessly.
# The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/Yes, holy be thy resting-place

LXVII
Yes, holy be thy resting-place Wherever thou mayst lie; The sweetest winds breathe on thy face The softest of the sky.
And will not guardian angels send Kind dreams and thoughts of love, Though I no more may watchful bend Thy loved repose above?
And will not heaven itself bestow A beam of glory there, That summer's grass more green may grow, And summer's flowers more fair?
Farewell, farewell; 'tis hard to part, Yet, loved one, it must be: I would not rend another heart, Not even with blessing thee.
Go! we must break affection's chain, Forget the hopes of years: Nay, grieve not—wouldest thou remain To waken wilder tears?
This heart burns with thee and me, Loves it the dreaming day: But thou shouldst be where it shall be Ere evening, far away.
# The Discovery of a World in the Moone/Chapter 15

The Propositions that are proved in this Discourse.
Proposition I.
That the strangenesse of this opinion is no sufficient reason why it should be rejected, because other certaine truths have been formerly esteemed ridiculous, and great absurdities entertayned by common consent.
By way of Preface.
Prop. 2.
Prop. 3.
Prop. 4.
Prop. 5.
Prop. 6.
Prop. 7.
Prop. 8.
Prop. 9.
Prop. 10.
Prop. 11.
Prop. 12.
Prop. 13.
FINIS.
# The Discovery of a World in the Moone

THE
DISCOVERY
OF A
WORLD
IN THE
MOONE.
OR,
A DISCOVRSE
Tending
TO PROVE,
that 'tis probable there
may be another habitable
World in that Planet.
LONDON,
Printed by E.G.for Michael Sparke and Edward Forrest.1638.
Mart. 29. 1638. Tho. Weeks R.P. Episc. Lond. Cap. Domest.
Epistle to the Reader The First Proposition, by way of Preface Proposition 2 Proposition 3 Proposition 4 Proposition 5 Proposition 6 Proposition 7 Proposition 8 Proposition 9 Proposition 10 Proposition 11 Proposition 12 Proposition 13 The Propositions that are proved in this Discourse
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# The Discovery of a World in the Moone/Chapter 1

To the Reader.
F amongst thy leisure houres thou canst spare any for the perusall of this discourse, and dost looke to finde somewhat in it which may serve for thy information and benefit. Let me then advise thee to come unto it with an equall minde, not swayed by prejudice, but indifferently resolved to assent unto that truth which upon deliberation shall seeme most probable unto thy reason, and then I doubt not, but either thou will agree with mee in this assertion, or at least not thinke it to be as farre from truth, as it is from common opinion.
Two cautions there are which I would willingly admonish thee of in the beginning.
* That thou shouldst not here looke to find any exact, accurate Treatise, since this discourse was but the fruit of some lighter studies, and those too hudled up in a short time, being first thought of and finished in the space of some few weekes, and therefore you cannot in reason expect, that it should be so polished, as perhaps, the subject would require, or the leisure of the Author might have done it.
* To remember that I promise onely probable arguments for the proofe of this opinion, and therefore you must not looke that every consequence should be of an undeniable dependance, or that the truth of each argument should be measured by its necessity. I grant that some Astronomicall appearances may possibly be solved otherwise then here they are. But the thing I aime at is this, that probably they may so be solved, as I have here set them downe: Which, if it be granted (as I thinke it must) then I ​doubt not, but the indifferent reader will find some satisfaction in the maine thing that is to be proved.
Many ancient Philosophers of the better note, have formerly defended this assertion, which I have here laid downe, and it were to be wished, that some of us would more apply our endeavours unto the examination of these old opinions, which though they have for a long time lien neglected by others, yet in them may you finde many truths wellworthy your paines and observation. Tis a false conceit, for us to thinke, that amongst the ancient variety and search of opinions, the best hath still prevailed. Time (saith the learned Verulam seemes to be of the nature of a river or streame, which carrieth downe to us that which is light, or blowne up, but sinketh that which is weighty and solid.
It is my desire that by the occasion on this discourse, I may raise up some more active spirit to a search ​after other hidden and unknowne truthes. Since it must needes be a great impediment unto the growth of sciences, for men still so to plod on upon beaten principles, as to be afraid of entertaining any thing that may seeme to contradict them. An unwillingnesse to take such things into examination, is one of those errours of learning in these times observed by the judicious Verulam. Questionlesse there are many secret truths, which the ancients have passed over, that are yet left to make some of our age famous for their discovery.
If by this occasion I may provoke any reader to an attempt of this nature, I shall then thinke my selfe happy, and this worke successefull.
Farewell.
# The Disobedient Kids and other Czecho-Slovak fairy tales/The Little Stars of Gold

The Little Stars of Gold.
Once upon a time, there was a little girl, six years old. Bozena by name. She was an orphan. She had nothing in the world but the clothes on her back and a piece of bread which her poor godfather had given her, when he sent her off to her aunt.
Alone and forsaken, she set out for the village where her aunt lived in a little hut. It seemed a great distance to this little girl. She was timid and afraid as she trudged along and oh, so lonely. At a turn in the road, she came upon a poor beggar man, who said, "Little girl, will you give me something to eat? I am very hungry." Instantly, she gave him the whole piece of bread, without thinking of herself at all, saying, "God bless it to you."
seemed to be in great distress. This excited Bozena's pity. "I'll give her my shawl. I am sure that I can spare it," she said to herself, as she parted with it. A short ways farther on, she met another little girl, so poor that she had
no skirt. It was already towards the end of autumn and winter was coming on, Bozena took off her own skirt and gave it to the poor little girl. The cold did not trouble Bozena so very much, as she knew that she had done a good deed, and her little heart grew warm at the thought of it.
All at once, she saw little stars falling in her path way. She wanted to see what they looked like. They were yellow, bright and shining. She began to gather them up in her hands, tossing them up and down. "Oh, if I only had an apron." Why there was an apron! Then she collected the little yellow stars in her apron, and growing very tired, fell asleep.
After wandering a great distance, she reached her aunt's hut in the evening. After kissing her aunt, she said, "Oh, auntie, see what I have in my apron". Instead of the little stars which she expected to see, a stream of gold pieces poured out of her apron and rolled all over the room.
Imagine the surprise and joy of the poor old woman. Now she could not only support Bozena, but could do much good for others all the rest of her life.
# The Dispensary

The following is a list of the eight editions of the work published in Garth's lifetime. The poet continued to amend and add to the work. The grammatical error in the subtitle was perpetuated throughout.
* The Dispensary, (1699), 1st edition
* The Dispensary, (1699), 2nd edition "corrected by the author" IA
* The Dispensary, (1699), 3rd edition IA
* The Dispensary, (1700), 4th edition "with additions" IA
* The Dispensary, (1703), 5th edition IA
* The Dispensary, (1706), 6th edition "with several descriptions and episodes never before printed" IA
* The Dispensary, (1714), 7th edition (transcription project)
* The Dispensary, (1718), 8th edition (external scan)
# The Dispensary (7th ed)

page
THE
DISPENSARY.
A
POEM.
In Six CANTO'S.
——Hanc veniam petimusque damusque vicissim.
Hor. de A. P.
The Seventh Edition. With several Descriptions and Episodes never before Printed.
LONDON:
Printed for Jacob Tonson, at Shakespear's Head, over-against Cathrine-Street in the Strand. 1714.
page
* Dedication
* Preface
* Subscription
* To Dr. G———th, upon the Dispensary
* To my Friend the Author, desiring my Opinion of his Poem
* To my Friend Dr. G———th, the Author of The Dispensary
* To my Friend, upon The Dispensary
* Canto I.
* Canto II.
* Canto III.
* Canto IV.
* Canto V.
* Canto VI.
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# The Disobedient Kids and other Czecho-Slovak fairy tales/The Magician, the Cat and the Stove

The Magician, the Cat and the Stove.
Once upon a time there was a famous magician. This wonderful man was very fond of children.
"Now think, children," he said one day when they crowded around him, ​"l have seventy-seven pockets and in each one a story. Which pocket do you choose?"
"Let be from the tenth," exclaimed a little girl.
"Very well." said the magician, "let it be from the tenth" and so he began, as all fairy stories everywhere begin.
"Once upon a time, there was a king. He had a big dough board and a big oven. On top of the oven was the favorite place for his cat, which would sit there and talk to the king. Now listen, children. This tale is too long to tell you now."
# The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Lines Written in the Bay of Lerici

LINES WRITTEN IN THE BAY OF LERICI
[Published from the Boscombe MSS. by Dr. Garnett, Macmillan's Magazine, June, 1862; reprinted, Relics of Shelley, 1862.]
* ↑ Lines written, &c.—11 though silent Relics 1862; though now silent Mac. Mag. 1862.
* ↑ 31 saw Relics 1862; watched Mac. Mag. 1862.
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# The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Lines Written on Hearing the News of the Death of Napoleon

LINES WRITTEN ON HEARING THE NEWS OF THE DEATH OF NAPOLEON
[Published with Hellas, 1821.]
# The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Lines: 'That time is dead for ever'

LINES
[Published by Mrs. Shelley with the date 'November 5th, 1817,' in Posthumous Poems, 1824.]
# The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Life rounded with Sleep

FRAGMENT: LIFE ROUNDED WITH SLEEP
[Published by Mrs. Shelley, P. W., 1839, 2nd ed.]
# The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Lines: 'Far, far away'

LINES
[Published by Mrs. Shelley, Posthumous Poems, 1824.]
I
Halcyons of Memory, Seek some far calmer nest Than this abandoned breast! No news of your false spring5 To my heart's winter bring, Once having gone, in vain Ye come again.
II
High in the Future's towers,10 Withered hopes on hopes are spread! Dying joys, choked by the dead, Will serve your beaks for prey Many a day.
# The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Lines: 'When the lamp is shattered'

LINES: 'WHEN THE LAMP IS SHATTERED'
[Published by Mrs. Shelley, Posthumous Poems, 1824. There is a copy amongst the Trelawny MSS.]
* ↑ 6 tones ed. 1824; notes Trelawny MS.
* ↑ 14 through ed. 1824; in Trelawny MS.
* ↑ 16 dead ed. 1824; lost Trelawny MS.
* ↑ 23 choose ed. 1824; chose Trelawny MS.
* ↑ 25-32 wanting Trelawny MS.
# The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Liberty

LIBERTY
[Published by Mrs. Shelley, Posthumous Poems, 1824.]
# The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Lines: 'The cold earth slept below'

LINES
[Published in Hunt's Literary Pocket-Book, 1823, where it is headed November, 1815. Reprinted in the Posthumous Poems, 1824. See Editor's Note.]
# The Diary of a Pilgrimage/Preface

PREFACE.
Said a friend of mine to me some months ago: "Well now, why don't you write a sensible book? I should like to see you make people think."
"Do you believe it can be done, then?" I asked.
"Well, try," he replied.
Accordingly, I have tried. This is a sensible book. I want you to understand that. This is a book to improve your mind. In this book I tell you all about Germany—at all events, all I know about Germany—and the Ober-Ammergau Passion Play. I also tell you about other things. I do not tell you all I know about all these other things, because I do not want to swamp you with knowledge. I wish to teach you gradually. When you have learnt this book, you can come again, and I will tell you some more. I should only be defeating my own object did I, by making you think too much at first, give you a, perhaps, lasting dislike to the exercise. I have purposely put the matter in a light and attractive form, so that I may secure the attention ​of the young and the frivolous. I do not want them to notice, as they go on, that they are being instructed; and I have, therefore, endeavoured to disguise from them, so far as is practicable, that this is either an exceptionally clever or an exceptionally useful work. I want to do them good without their knowing it. I want to do you all good—to improve your minds and to make you think, if I can.
What you will think after you have read the book, I do not want to know; indeed, I would rather not know. It will be sufficient reward for me to feel that I have done my duty, and to receive a percentage on the gross sales.
London, March, 1891.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Wheatstone's Bridge

Edition of 1920. See also Wheatstone bridge on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
WHEATSTONE'S BRIDGE, in electricity, a well-known form of the electrical bridge or balance for testing electrical resistance. See Electricity.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Wheaton, Loyd

Edition of 1920. See also Loyd Wheaton on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
WHEATON, Loyd, American military officer: b. Pennfield, Mich., 15 July 1838. He entered the Union army at the outbreak of the Civil War with rank as sergeant and served through the war, receiving promotion to captain of volunteers in 1862, major in 1863 and lieutenant-colonel in 1864. In 1866 he was appointed captain in the regular army, was subsequently employed on frontier duty, and on the outbreak of the Spanish-American War in 1898 he was appointed brigadier-general of volunteers, was assigned to duty in the Philippines in 1899 and in 1900 received rank as major-general of volunteers. He was engaged in all the important engagements in the Philippines, and in 1900-02 was in command of the departments of North Luzon and the Northern Philippines. He was promoted brigadier, and major-general in the regular army in 1901 and in 1902 was retired.