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# The fables of Aesop by William Caxton (Jacobs)/Vol. II/Poge/Tale 3

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E telleth also that ther was a carryk of Jene hyred in to fraūce for to make warre ayenst englisshmen / of the whiche caarrick the patrone bare in his sheld painted an oxe hede / whiche a noble man of fraūce beheld and sawe / & sayd he wold auenge hym on hym that bare tho armes / wherapon aroos an altercacion so moche / that the frensshman prouoked the Janueye to bataylle and fyght therfore / The Januey acceptyd the prouocacion / & came at the day assigned in to the felde withoute ony araye or habyllements of warre / And that other frensshe man came in moche noble apparayll in to the feld that was ordeyned / & thene the patrone of the carrik said wherfore is it that we two shold this day fyght & make bataill fore I saye said that other that thyn armes ben myn / & bylonged to me to sore that thow haddest them / Thenne the Januey said It is no nede to make ony bataylle therfore / For the armes that I bare is not the hede of an oxe but it is the hede of a cowe whiche thynge so spoken the noble Frensshe man was abasshed and so departed half mocqued
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 6

"Ottilie's favourite walk… was along a pleasant foot-path"
Photogravure from a painting by J. Schevrenberg
The Works of J. W. von Goethe
With His Life by GEORGE HENRY LEWES
Edited by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE
Translations by SIR WALTER SCOTT, SIR THEODORE MARTIN JOHN OXENFORD, THOMAS CARLYLE AND OTHERS
In Fourteen Volumes Volume VI.
PUBLISHED BY
FRANCIS A. NICCOLLS & CO.
LONDON AND BOSTON
Lyceum Edition
Limited to 750 Numbered and Registered Sets for America
Copy 232
Oxford Press
THE SORROWS OF YOUNG WERTHER
ELECTIVE AFFINITIES
THE GOOD WOMEN
A TALE
List of Illustrations
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| "Ottilie's favourite walk… was along a pleasant footpath" (See page 376) | Frontispiece |
| "I have since sketched her profile" | 41 |
| "She was playing upon her piano" | 97 |
| "The chart… was brought and spread out" | 195 |
| "She sank down upon her knees" | 412 |
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Song: 'Hush, hush! tread softly! hush, hush, my dear!'

SONG
First published in Life, Letters and Literary Remains, and there dated 1818.
I
Hush, hush! tread softly! hush, hush, my dear! All the house is asleep, but we know very well That the jealous, the jealous old bald-pate may hear, Tho' you 've padded his night-cap—O sweet Isabel! Tho' your feet are more light than a Faery's feet, Who dances on bubbles where brooklets meet,— Hush, hush! soft tiptoe! hush, hush, my dear! For less than a nothing the jealous can hear.
II
No leaf doth tremble, no ripple is there On the river,—all 's still, and the night's sleepy eye Closes up, and forgets all its Lethean care, Charm'd to death by the drone of the humming May-fly; And the Moon, whether prudish or complaisant, Has fled to her bower, well knowing I want No light in the dusk, no torch in the gloom, But my Isabel's eyes, and her lips pulp'd with bloom.
III
Lift the latch! ah gently! ah tenderly—sweet! We are dead if that latchet gives one little clink! Well done—now those lips, and a flowery seat— The old man may sleep, and the planets may wink; The shut rose shall dream of our loves and awake Full-blown, and such warmth for the morning take, The stock-dove shall hatch her soft brace and shall coo, While I kiss to the melody, aching all through.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Sonnet: 'If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd'

SONNET
In copying his 'Ode to Psyche,' Keats added the flourish 'Here endethe ye Ode to Psyche,' and went on 'Incipit altera soneta.' 'I have been endeavouring,' he writes, 'to discover a better Sonnet Stanza than we have. The legitimate does not suit the language over well from the pouncing rhymes—the other kind appears too elegiac—and the couplet at the end of it has seldom a pleasing effect—I do not pretend to have succeeded—it will explain itself.' The sonnet was printed in Life, Letters and Literary Remains.
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd, And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet Fetter'd, in spite of pained loveliness; Let us find out, if we must be constrain'd, Sandals more interwoven and complete To fit the naked foot of poesy; Let us inspect the lyre, and weigh the stress Of every chord, and see what may be gain'd By ear industrious, and attention meet; Misers of sound and syllable, no less Than Midas of his coinage, let us be Jealous of dead leaves in the bay-wreath crown: So, if we may not let the Muse be free, She will be bound with garlands of her own.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Song: 'I had a dove and the sweet dove died'

SONG
'There is just room, I see, in this page to copy a little thing I wrote off to some Music as it was playing.' Keats to George and Georgiana Keats, January 2, 1819.
I had a dove and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: ​O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied, With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving; Sweet little red feet! why should you die— Why should you leave me, sweet bird! why? You lived alone in the forest-tree, Why, pretty thing! would you not live with me? I kiss'd you oft and gave you white peas; Why not live sweetly, as in the green trees?
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Sonnet: 'After dark vapours have oppress'd our plains'

SONNET
Printed in The Examiner, February 23, 1817, and dated by Lord Houghton, when reprinting it, 'January, 1817.'
After dark vapours have oppress'd our plains For a long dreary season, comes a day Born of the gentle South, and clears away From the sick heavens all unseemly stains. The anxious month, relieved ⟨of⟩ its pains, Takes as a long-lost right the feel of May; The eyelids with the passing coolness play, Like rose leaves with the drip of summer rains. And calmest thoughts come round us; as, of leaves Budding,—fruit ripening in stillness,—Autumn suns Smiling at eve upon the quiet sheaves,— Sweet Sappho's cheek,—a sleeping infant's breath,— The gradual sand that through an hourglass runs,— A woodland rivulet,—a Poet's death.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Sonnet: 'Happy is England! I could be content'

SONNET
Published in the 1817 volume, but there is no evidence as to its exact date. It is the latest in order of the sonnets, immediately preceding Sleep and Poetry.
Happy is England! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent: Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as on a throne, And half forget what world or worldling meant. Happy is England, sweet her artless daughters; Enough their simple loveliness for me, Enough their whitest arms in silence clinging: Yet do I often warmly burn to see Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing, And float with them about the summer waters.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Sonnet: 'How many bards gild the lapses of time'

SONNET
Published in the 1817 volume. Lord Houghton states that this sonnet 'was the means of introducing Keats to Mr. Leigh Hunt's society. Mr. Cowden Clarke had brought some of his young friend's verses and read them aloud. Mr. Horace Smith, who happened to be there, was struck with the last six lines, especially the penultimate, saying "what a well condensed expression!" and Keats was shortly after introduced to the literary circle.' This would appear to fix the date as not later than the summer of 1815.
How many bards gild the lapses of time! A few of them have ever been the food Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime: And often, when I sit me down to rhyme, These will in throngs before my mind intrude: But no confusion, no disturbance rude Do they occasion; 't is a pleasing chime. So the unnumber'd sounds that evening store; The songs of birds—the whisp'ring of the leaves— The voice of waters—the great bell that heaves With solemn sound,—and thousand others more, That distance of recognizance bereaves, Make pleasing music, and not wild uproar.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Song: 'The stranger lighted from his steed'

Song
The stranger lighted from his steed, And ere he spake a word, He seiz'd my lady's lily hand, And kiss'd it all unheard.
The stranger walk'd into the hall, And ere he spake a word, He kiss'd my lady's cherry lips, And kiss'd 'em all unheard.
The stranger walk'd into the bower,— But my lady first did go,— Ay hand in hand into the bower, Where my lord's roses blow.
My lady's maid had a silken scarf, And a golden ring had she, And a kiss from the stranger, as off he went Again on his palfrey. ..........
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Song written on a Blank Page in Beaumont and Fletcher's Works between 'Cupid's Revenge' and 'The Two Noble Kinsmen'

SONG
WRITTEN ON A BLANK PAGE IN BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER'S WORKS, BETWEEN 'CUPID'S REVENGE' AND 'THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN'
First published in Life, Letters and Literary Remains, and undated.
Spirit here that reignest! Spirit here that painest! Spirit here that burnest! Spirit here that mournest! Spirit, I bow My forehead low, Enshaded with thy pinions. Spirit, I look All passion-struck Into thy pale dominions.
Spirit here that laughest! Spirit here that quaffest! Spirit here that dancest! Noble soul that prancest! Spirit, with thee I join in the glee A-nudging the elbow of Momus. Spirit, I flush With a Bacchanal blush Just fresh from the Banquet of Comus.
# The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats/Sonnet: 'As from the darkening gloom a silver dove'

SONNET
Lord Houghton gives the date of 1816. It appears in the Aldine edition of 1876.
As from the darkening gloom a silver dove Upsoars, and darts into the eastern light, On pinions that nought moves but pure delight, So fled thy soul into the realms above, Regions of peace and everlasting love; Where happy spirits, crown'd with circlets bright Of starry beam, and gloriously bedight, Taste the high joy none but the blest can prove. There thou or joinest the immortal quire In melodies that even heaven fair Fill with superior bliss, or, at desire, Of the omnipotent Father, cleav'st the air On holy message sent—What pleasure 's higher? Wherefore does any grief our joy impair?
# Tom Swift and His Sky Racer

Book 9 in the Tom Swift Series
TOM SWIFT AND HIS SKY RACER
OR
The Quickest Flight on Record
BY
VICTOR APPLETON
AUTHOR OF "TOM SWIFT AND HIS MOTOR CYCLE," "TOM SWIFT AND HIS AIRSHIP," "TOM SWIFT AND HIS WIRELESS MESSAGE," ETC.
ILLUSTRATED
NEW YORK GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS
Made in the United States of America
FOR A MOMENT TOM'S HEART MISGAVE HIM.—Page 185.
Tom Swift and His Sky Racer.
CONTENTS
| CHAPTER | CHAPTER | PAGE |
| I | The Prize Offer | 1 |
| II | Mr. Swift Is Ill | 11 |
| III | The Plans Disappear | 19 |
| IV | Anxious Days | 30 |
| V | Building the Sky Racer | 38 |
| VI | Andy Foger Will Contest | 48 |
| VII | Seeking a Clue | 59 |
| VIII | The Empty Shed | 66 |
| IX | A Trial Flight | 74 |
| X | A Midnight Intruder | 80 |
| XI | Tom Is Hurt | 86 |
| XII | Miss Nestor Calls | 93 |
| XIII | A Clash with Andy | 101 |
| XIV | The Great Test | 112 |
| XV | A Noise in the Night | 120 |
| XVI | A Mysterious Fire | 127 |
| XVII | Mr. Swift Is Worse | 132 |
| XVIII | The Broken Bridge | 139 |
| XIX | A Nervy Specialist | 148 |
| XX | Just in Time | 154 ​ |
| XXI | "Will He Live?" | 160 |
| XXII | Off to the Meet | 165 |
| XXIII | The Great Race | 173 |
| XXIV | Won by a Length | 184 |
| XXV | Home Again—Conclusion | 194 |
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# Tom Swift and His Photo Telephone/front matter

Layout 2
12mo. Cloth. Illustrated.
THE TOM SWIFT SERIES
TOM SWIFT AND HIS MOTOR BOAT
TOM SWIFT AND HIS AIRSHIP
TOM SWIFT AND HIS SUBMARINE BOAT
TOM SWIFT AND HIS ELECTRIC RUNABOUT
TOM SWIFT AND HIS WIRELESS MESSAGE
TOM SWIFT AMONG THE DIAMOND MAKERS
TOM SWIFT IN THE CAVES OF ICE
TOM SWIFT AND HIS SKY RACER
TOM SWIFT AND HIS ELECTRIC RIFLE
TOM SWIFT IN THE CITY OF GOLD
TOM SWIFT AND HIS AIR GLIDER
TOM SWIFT IN CAPTIVITY
TOM SWIFT AND HIS WIZARD CAMERA
TOM SWIFT AND HIS GREAT SEARCHLIGHT
TOM SWIFT AND HIS GIANT CANNON
THE MOVING PICTURE BOYS SERIES
THE MOVING PICTURE BOYS IN THE WEST
THE MOVING PICTURE BOYS ON THE COAST
THE MOVING PICTURE BOYS IN THE JUNGLE
THE MOVING PICTURE BOYS IN EARTHQUAKE LAND
THE MOTION PICTURE CHUMS SERIES
THE MOTION PICTURE CHUMS AT SEASIDE PARK
THE MOTION PICTURE CHUMS ON BROADWAY
THE MOTION PICTURE CHUMS' OUTDOOR EXHIBITION
GROSSET & DUNLAP
Copyright, 1914, by GROSSET & DUNLAP
Tom Swift and His Photo Telephone
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Erasmus Lewis to Jonathan Swift - 3

FROM ERASMUS LEWIS, ESQ.
WHITEHALL, JULY 30, 1713.
THIS day se'nnight the queen goes to Hampton Court, and the Monday following to Windsor. I fancy by that time Mr. Bromley will be secretary of state, in the room of my lord. Lord treasurer was abroad this evening, for the first time after a fortnight's illness. I hear there came a dozen of letters from you by the same post to your friends here. My lord treasurer desires you'll make all possible haste over; for we want you extremely.
* ↑ Indorsed, "Mr. Lewis, pressing me to come over."
* ↑ 'William Bromley, esq., appointed secretary of state, Aug. 17, 1713, in the room of William, earl of Dartmouth, made lord privy seal.'
* ↑ 'Dartmouth, to whom Mr. Lewis had been secretary.'
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Erasmus Lewis to Jonathan Swift - 16

FROM ERASMUS LEWIS, ESQ.
ABOUT two months ago I sent you a very long epistle, and was in hopes you would either have made us a visit, or have let us hear from you. Since you have done neither, we must flatter ourselves that you will be better the new year than the former.
Our friend Prior, not having had the vicissitude of human things before his eyes, is likely to end his days in as forlorn a state as any other poet has done before him, if his friends do not take more care of him than he did of himself. Therefore, to prevent the evil, which we see is coming on very fast, we have a project of printing his Solomon, and other poetical works, by subscription; one guinea to be paid in hand, and the other at the delivery of the book. He, Arbuthnot, Pope and Gay, are now with me, and remember you. It is our joint request, that you will endeavour to procure some subscriptions: you will give your receipts for the money you receive, and when you return it hither, you shall have others in lieu. There are no papers printed here, nor any advertisement to be published; for the whole matter is to be managed by friends in such a manner as shall be least shocking to the dignity of a plenipotentiary.
I am told the archbishop of Dublin shows a letter of yours, reflecting on the high flying clergy. I fancy you have writ to him in an ironical style, and that he would have it otherwise understood. This ​will bring to your mind what I have formerly said to you on that figure. Pray condescend to explain this matter to me. The removal of my lord Townshend has given a little spirit; but that will soon flag, if the king, at his return, does not make farther changes. What measures his majesty will take is uncertain; but this we are very sure of, that the division of the whigs is so great, that, morally speaking, nothing but another rebellion can ever unite them. Sunderland, Stanhope, and Cadogan are of one side; Townshend, Walpole, Oxford, Devonshire, and the chancellor, on the other. The latter seem at present to be strongest; but when the former appear with a German reinforcement, they will undoubtedly turn the balance. They are both making their court to the tories, who, I hope, will be a body by themselves, and not serve as recruits to either of the other two. Lord Townshend's friends give out, that his disgrace is owing to refusing four things, viz. to keep up the army; repeal the limitations of the succession-act; to send money to Germany for carrying on a war against Sweden; and to attaint lord Oxford. When lord Sunderland comes over, he will probably cry 'whore again,' and endeavour to saddle lord Townshend in his turn. For these reproaches now are like that of Jacobitism in former reigns. We are told, that lord Bolingbroke has permission to stay in France, notwithstanding the late treaty, provided he retires from Paris.
* ↑ William, earl Cowper.
* ↑ By whose intrigues lord viscount Townshend had been removed from the post of secretary of state, which was given to James Stanhope, afterward earl Stanhope.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Erasmus Lewis to Jonathan Swift - 18

FROM THE SAME.
LONDON, JUNE 18, 1717.
HAVING acquainted you in my letter of last post, that it was the universal opinion the commons would not proceed to the trial of my lord Oxford, I think myself obliged to tell you, that we begin now to be something doubtful; for the managers, who are twenty-seven in number, strenuously give out, that they shall be ready to proceed on Monday next. Therefore, if you have any thoughts of coming over, let not any thing, which I have said in my last, have any weight with you to alter that resolution. I am wholly taken up with the men of the law, and therefore have nothing to say to you at present upon any publick matters. I shall only just trouble you with one word relating to a private affair. My brother is chaplain to sir Charles Hotham's regiment, which is now ordered to Ireland. If you could find any young ​fellow, who would buy that commission, my brother thinks his patron, my lord Carlisle, will easily prevail with my lord duke of Bolton for leave to dispose of it. I should be very glad you could find him a chapman.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Erasmus Lewis to Jonathan Swift - 15

FROM ERASMUS LEWIS, ESQ.
I HAVE one letter from you to acknowledge, which I will do very soon. In the mean time, I send this to acquaint you, that if you have not ​already hid your papers in some private place in the hands of a trusty friend, I fear they will fall into the hands of our enemies. Sure you have already taken care in this matter, by what the publick prints told you of the proceedings of the great men toward the earl of Strafford and Mr. Prior. However, for greater caution, this is sent you by ——
I am, &c.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Erasmus Lewis to Jonathan Swift - 5

FROM ERASMUS LEWIS, ESQ.
YOU give me such good reasons for your desire of knowing what becomes of our grand affair, that, to oblige you, and perhaps to give myself vent, I will tell you what I think on it. The two ladies seem to have determined the fall of the dragon, and to entertain a chimerical notion, that there shall be no monsieur le premier, but that all power shall reside in one, and profit in the other. The man of Mercury soothes them in this notion with great dexterity and reason, for he will be monsieur le premier then of course, by virtue of the little seal. His character is too bad to carry the great ensigns; therefore he takes another method, and I think it very artful, viz. to continue his present station, to which the power may altogether be as properly attached as to the wand. In this brangle I am no otherwise concerned, than that I must lose part of the pleasure I had in the conversation of my friends. And that I am really apprehensive the two ladies may suffer by the undertaking; for the man of Mercury's bottom is too narrow, his faults of the first magnitude; and we cannot find, that there is any scheme in the world how to proceed. Mercurialis ​complains, that the dragon has used him barbarously; that he is in with the democraticals, and never conferred a single obligation upon him since he had the wand. Le temps nous éclaircira.
I propose to move on the 2d of August to Bath, and to stay there, or go from thence, according as our chaos settles here. I believe I shall not go to Abercothy, otherwise I would attend you. Shall not we meet at Bath? Before I began this paragraph, I should have added something to the former, which is, that the dragon is accused of having betrayed his friends yesterday upon the matter of the three explanatory articles of Spanish treaty of commerce, which he allowed not to be beneficial, and that the queen might better press for their being changed, if it was the sense of the house they ought to be so. The address then passed without a negative.
I thank you for the account you give me of the farm in Buckinghamshire. I could like the thing, and the price too very well; but when it comes to a point, I own my weakness to you. I can't work myself up to a resolution, while I have any hope of the 200l. a year I told you of in my own parish; it lies now at sale: if I miss, I would catch greedily at the other.
When I am at the Bath I will set down the hints you desire.
* ↑ Endorsed, "Lord treasurer Oxford begins to decline at court."
* ↑ Lady Masham and duchess of Somerset.
* ↑ Lord treasurer Oxford.
* ↑ Lord Bolingbroke.
* ↑ The same.
* ↑ Lord treasurer.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Erasmus Lewis to Jonathan Swift - 19

FROM THE SAME.
LONDON, JULY 2, 1717.
I HAVE the pleasure to inform you, that lord Oxford's impeachment was discharged last night, by the unanimous consent of all the lords present; and, as nearly as I could count, their number was one hundred and six, the duke of Marlborough, my lord Cadogan, lord Coningsby, and a few others of the most violent, having withdrawn themselves before the lords came into Westminster-hall. The acclamations were as great as upon any occasion; and our friend, who seems more formed for adversity than prosperity, has at present many more friends than ever he had before, in any part of his life. I believe he will not have the fewer, from a message he received this morning from the king, by my lord chamberlain, to forbid him the court. You know the prosecution was at first the resentment of a party; but it became at last a ridiculous business, weakly carried on by the impotent rage of a woman, (I mean of my lady Marlborough) who is almost distracted that she could not obtain her revenge.
​I am now going out of town, with an intention to roll about from place to place, till about Michaelmas next. If you write to me, direct to me hither as usual, and your letter will be conveyed to me, whereever I am.
Dr. Arbuthnot, Mr. Charleton, and Mr. Currey, have dined with me to day, and you have not been forgot. I was in hopes we should have seen you ere this. The doctor says, you wait for the act of grace.
Is it so? I hope to see you by next winter.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Erasmus Lewis to Jonathan Swift - 2

FROM ERASMUS LEWIS, ESQ.
WHITEHALL, JULY 9, 1713.
WE are all running head long into the greatest confusion imaginable. Sir Thomas Hanmer is gone into the country this morning, I believe much discontented; and I am very apprehensive, neither lord Anglesea nor he will continue long with us. I heartily wish you were here; for you might certainly be of great use to us, by your endeavours to ​reconcile, and by representing to them the infallible consequences of these divisions. We had letters this morning from Ireland, What is the reason I had none from you? Adieu. I hope your want of health is not the cause.
* ↑ Speaker of the house of commons.
* ↑ 'Arthur, who was joint vice treasurer of Ireland with Edward earl of Clarendon.'
* ↑ Indorsed, "Mr. Lewis, about the divisions," &c.