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Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol. 2

Chapter 4 No.4

Word Count: 106500    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

ve; we asked again,

king must be that no g

H IBN

hief-maker: Transl

sy tongue has sunde

thy houses, 'Amr, 'A

arest art a wind o

rian hills, and wrinkle

and mild to strange

shore showers and fills

uth, I know--no f

kith and kin, the m

h tongue, when rule

men where thou dwell

A

his tribe, the 'mir. From the 'D

shall keep the wa

the steps of a

return, too; w

f things--and all

he Book of Knowl

evealed lies all

His gifts of goo

palms full freigh

h fruit, their heads

ng, the tallest e

en avails the

n and grace to l

he wrought to wi

of Him who

his shade, the b

and steadfast, rig

ood in life? Yea

seeing bring

en to me; and th

ime abide Ti'a

Bad?' the migh

that towers alof

arching all nigh

, as each hies for

their course: the u

as maidens encir

whenas their lu

he ropes that bin

d naught is left

of al-A'raf, bu

f tents and penf

nt, and spoiled by

r ancients gone,

folk whose war-m

m in every breach

bestride them, tr

heir kin when chan

the ties of bloo

peace, and prai

earth her way--

s foregoing are t

AIR

t of Antara': Transl

eauties first en

pearls and ruby

ar than honey

erchant opes

uch an odor f

e, harbinger o

ouched meadow,

reshly on the

ll its pure u

the fragrant

silver in th

it with perpe

e the sportiv

opers singing o

forelegs, like

nd to use the

TH OF '

MANNER OF

id, son of as-Simmah, of Jusha

'rid, and the men

ck Mother: yea, ye a

k--even now, two thou

and spear, their capt

earken not, I followe

ools, and that I walk

one of the Ghaz?y

e; and if the Ghaz

ede, one day, at

n, they saw my cou

es cried, "The horseme

allah, the man whom

: the spears had rid

tched web deftly plies

stands with fear in

ager mouth, and thinks-

him till the riders

lack blood flowed

o gives his life for

e is short, that Death

bdallah be dead, a

of hand, and no h

ns well girt, his le

n of limb, a climber

ill-luck; one min

k to-day would live

r's pain though meat

hirt that those whom

and on him, and Fami

adlier what little

ith Youth, until, whe

his brow, to lightne

othes my soul that

dged him aught of min

ANFARà

rom the 'Mufaddaliyat': T

set her face to

n she sped, she left

ly shaped--no warning

welt, hard-by, her cam

she dwelt, from morn

d her tale, and flee

gone! and leaves h

n for her; and now

shamefaced--no maid

ehind--she walked for

d, as though they looke

t or right--her answ

day dawns to carr

d--dear alms, when su

of blame, her tent s

tent is pitched in

im shame from her do

e of women, pure an

glad comes he home

her, "Say, where dids

here meet, and full

, a fairy shape, if s

at there, methought t

sprays, all fragr

lyah dale, its branc

ce with balm--no starv

AT TH

'Love Poems': Translatio

oes of a heart

that have smit

ed in the calm

gh to the light

as they gazed,

t and confusi

ht her, ne'er ha

and the hour,

d her as she

he temple and

rest, the lovel

ow-wandering he

ing with come

honor, the pee

: let us mar

h that he needs

gnal, my sist

, but he marked

amsel, and has

ht by the vale o

wn when in sil

orn may awake

cup of the ble

NVEIL

'Love Poems': Translatio

ohassib I beheld h

aside, but love forba

the windows of a gle

al worship? or was

that necklace! Naufel'

ely lineage, and the

he splendor, as the o'

ous hand the jealous

assed between us; but

all faces, hands the

r earth, and nurtur

thy beauty! Hope is f

D?WN OF A

Ghassan, written in time of the poet's politic

maimah--alone with

ong night and the we

th of gloom; methink

d lead his flock to t

hose griefs, that roa

ght all home: in legi

ith 'Amr, a favo

grace that carried

d is true--an oath

is hid save fair thou

thers were, who lie i

thers al-Saida,

ah's line, the lord

ght shall reach th

of help when men say

san's line unblemish

r of kin, their chie

hose might in battl

host to war, above t

s, pointing the pat

ld and tried, fast co

lood, as hounds to th

sit there, behind wh

askance, like elder

full well that those

ts shall come, will

stom known, a usage

id in rest on with

lay skilled, with lips f

all scarred, some bleed

ders where the battl

ce of Death like sta

e and take deep draug

white swords, thin and

orions burst by the

ws, cleft, fly shatter

s found, save only

, gained from smiti

ose blades, from the f

fierce that since ha

eave in twain the ha

beneath to fire, ere

--God gives the li

r sleeps, a bounty

own land, His chosen

ope is set on naught

oft and fine, and g

lands sweet the dawn

n they come home full

les, hang the mantl

their limbs, well-know

sleeved, green at the s

l as men who know no

il days as though t

ift to Ghassan, w

y paths were darkene

SA

of a wife and mother--a slave--from

ght--To-morrow at

eventide, mu

word lay helples

and struggles wit

left alone, in a

winds smite, toss

tling breeze, and stre

it--the end of h

either gains in th

he morning any r

GEA

Zimman Tribe: Trans

had we for

he men our

y bring tha

folk that on

Ill stood cle

rong was bo

as left but

m in the co

as stalks

lion wrat

we, dealing s

pomp and qu

man may be

em but to fl

oft may bri

s works not

TI

Kunaif of Nabhan: Tra

e-born men to bear

ime's wrong or help

an aught to bow him

d off hurt by humb

ant front the full

re still the fairest

e, when none outruns

d's decree nor was

ging Days have wrought

and woe, yet one thi

oft or weak the stoc

d our hearts to doi

heir weight, a han

all weight of man, t

ence fair our souls fr

e and sound, though

SA

the 'Hamásah': Tran

rings weepin

ath and Life

to envy th

ain and twain

r, heighten my

en the pang

hat days brin

f all days b

ow swiftly t

, the mome

t brief mome

y dragged

SS TO TH

From the 'Hamásah': T

while spears betwee

od full deep had drun

n I swear, and here

-sickness, or wrought

hen grant me grace

ss be, then none is

FO

From the 'Hamásah': Tr

der Sábhal's twin

pon troop, and the fo

things lie before yo

rs couched at ye; or i

this thing may fall t

ft on ground, and no

we quail before th

t of life--the goal

of battle; there cle

right hands which the sm

e of my blade, on th

are thereof, wherev

TA

bn Ma'zin. From the 'Hamásah

en she fled in am

of battle, "Why d

f Life thou shoulds

om appoints, thou

face the onset of

arth shall win

se the cloak of ol

ward who bows like a

eath is set for

proclaims through t

young and sound, d

th of days from all

an is left of de

ay--a worthless an

ACAB

bn Utbah. From the 'Hamásah

, peace! Cousins

m its grave the strif

from us, while ye

all forbear from ve

e, peace! lay no

while, as once ye

at we, we love y

ye not that ye h

round for the loathi

m the Lord that w

AL AFF

là of Tayyi. From the 'Hamása

ught me down--h

igh and great,

ent away my p

alth, honor

rned my joy to

e me laugh with

girls, the kat

t from door to

m, and wide, to

as no lack of br

ildren in our m

are they, walki

eze blow harsh

no" to slumber,

ESMAN'

ik, of the Kais Tribe: T

s war, that bows m

er blaze all glory

aliant heart to face pa

and firm, the nail-crown

rout, when men shrink f

ll the vile, the hireli

rts before them, and

or maidens veiled, not

oi

we leave, sons of

who will, no flinchin

stand firm before he

e her fear, his Doom s

o quitting of place,

hen the uplands and va

ghty now? the spears

THE Q

ion of G

ITLED "THE CREATOR

be spent in sighs for their sakes, on account of their obstinacy; for GOD well knoweth that which they do. It is God who sendeth the winds, and raiseth a cloud: and we drive the same unto a dead country, and thereby quicken the earth after it hath been dead; so shall the resurrection be. Whoever desireth excellence; unto GOD doth all excellence belong: unto him ascendeth the good speech; and the righteous work will he exalt. But as for them who devise wicked plots, they shall suffer a severe punishment; and the device of those men shall be rendered vain. GOD created you first of the dust, and afterwards of seed: and he hath made you man and wife. No female conceiveth, or bringeth forth, but with his knowledge. Nor is any thing added unto the age of him whose life is prolonged, neither is any thing diminished from his age, but the same is written in the book of God's decrees. Verily this is easy with GOD. The two seas are not to be held in comparison: this is fresh and sweet, pleasant to drink; but that is salt and bitter: yet out of each of them ye eat fish, and take ornaments for you to wear. Thou seest the ships also ploughing the waves thereof, that ye may seek to enrich yourselves by commerce, of the abundance of God: peradventure ye will be thankful. He causeth the night to succeed the day, and he causeth the day to succeed the night; and he obligeth the sun and the moon to perform their services: each of them runneth an appointed course. This is GOD, your LORD: hi

who outstrippeth others in good works, by the permission of GOD. This is the great excellence. They shall be introduced into gardens of perpetual abode; they shall be adorned therein with bracelets of gold, and pearls, and their clothing therein shall be of silk: and they shall say, Praise be unto GOD, who hath taken away sorrow from us! verily our LORD is ready to forgive the sinners, and to reward the obedient: who hath caused us to take up our rest in a dwelling of eternal stability, through his bounty, wherein no labor shall touch us, neither shall any weariness affect us. But for the unbelievers is prepared the fire of hell: it shall not be decreed them to die a second time; neither shall any part of the punishment thereof be made lighter unto them. Thus shall every infidel be rewarded. And they shall cry out aloud in hell, saying, LORD, take us hence, and we will work righteousness, and not what we have formerly wrought. But it shall be answered them, Did we not grant you lives of length sufficient, that whoever would be warned might be warned therein; and did not the preacher come unto you? Taste therefore the pains of hell. And the unjust shall have no protector. Verily GOD knoweth the secrets both of heaven and earth, for he knoweth the innermost parts of the breasts of men. It is he who hath made you to succeed in the earth. Whoever shall disbelieve, on him be his unbelief; and their unbelief shall only gain the unbelievers greater indignation in the sight of their LORD; and their unbelief shall only increase the perdition of the unbelievers. Say, what think ye o

LED "THE MERCIFUL.

ery day is he employed in some new work. Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny? We will surely attend to judge you, O men and genii, at the last day. Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny? O ye collective body of genii and men, if ye be able to pass out of the confines of heaven and earth, pass forth: ye shall not pass forth but by absolute power. Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny? A flame of fire without smoke, and a smoke without flame shall be sent down upon you; and ye shall not be able to defend yourselves therefrom. Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny? And when the heaven shall be rent in sunder, and shall become red as a rose, and shall melt like ointment: (Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny?) On that day neither man nor genius shall be asked concerning his sin. Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny? The wicked shall be known by their marks; and they shall be taken by the forelocks, and the feet, and shall be cast into hell. Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny? This is hell which the wicked deny as a falsehood: they shall pass to and fro between the same and hot boiling water. Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny? But for him who dreadeth the tribunal of his LORD are prepared two gardens: (Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny?) In each of them shall be two fountains flowing. Which, therefore, of your LORD'S benefits will ye ungratefully deny? In each of them shall there be of every fruit two kinds. Which, therefore

LED "THE RENDING IN SU

d shall turn unto his family with joy: but he who shall have his book given him behind his back shall invoke destruction to fall upon him, and he shall be sent into hell to be burned; because he rejoiced insolently amidst his family on earth. Verily he thought he should never return unto God: yea verily, but his LORD beheld him. Wherefore I swear by the redness of the sky after sunset, and by the night, and the animals which it driveth together, and by the moon when she

YER OF

-Hariri of Basra: Transl

se thee

cuity of language t

quence thou hast

prai

y which thou

which thou has

ay thee t

xpressions and fri

y Thee to

capacity and the dis

hee to exempt us

he admirer or conniv

hee to exempt u

e detractor or aspe

sk thy f

ties betray us i

k thy fo

dvance to the verg

thee free

uccor to lea

urning in uni

ge adorned w

pported by c

hat may exclud

purpose that may

reby we may atta

s by thy guidance un

thy help to express

uard us from er

om folly even

fe from the censure

he fatal effects

sort to any im

sition that woul

by any ill conse

ed to apology fo

ll for us th

ssession of this

s not from th

become the prey

to thee the h

bmission to thee, and

le supplication an

vast grace and co

OF HARETH

-Hariri of Barra: Transl

spect displayed bo

as like a magic

n evening conve

ad been nourished on

of conversatio

ess still prev

d at length disap

of night had thus

ut slumber re

or the low call of a

the knock of one

Who comes here thi

tranger r

who here ar

o be kept

hief ne'er

your breast

ismal nigh

etch to see

eveled hoa

st are spri

destitute

amed on hi

rm became t

eek thus d

faint as sle

here for

e meal an

irst of al

n to food a

rthy both

ve content

d your frie

he sweetness of his

rring what this

he door, and receiv

nt, "Hie! Hie! Brin

d, "By Him who broug

your hospitality, un

permit me to be an

lves necessity of ea

if he had been info

the same bow as

him by acceding

d him for his accom

vant had produce

as lighted up in

tentively, and lo

ssed my companion

of the guest who h

moon of the h

on of poetr

on of the eclipse

of eloquence h

joy infused i

ay from the corne

he slumber which th

the pleasantry which

ained intent on th

sired the removal of

tain us with one of t

t of one of thy w

ult of long journeys b

a state of hun

t as the heart of

dark night had se

et, to seek a lodgin

n on by the insti

tly called 'the par

of a house and impro

his abode, all

ive in plenty'

aid to one by

ighted, desti

d entrails on

asted food two

nds not where t

night her weary

nxious hope a

like a spring

s; a friend who

time thy staff

to me a boy in a sho

hospitable ri

and best, those

friendly conv

for those who

What can I do wit

s himself thus u

e, boy? for thy int

me is Zeid, and I

ah (who is such as

one of the nobles of

ealthily, and there

e distinct signs t

rred me from discov

wished to take his s

If only my purse

or me to undertake

dertook to contrib

urned thanks for

ely lavish in his

s expression of gr

had collected the

the deceiver look

ily, and then ind

who, d

e, hast

to be tru

ne'er had

ud und

l my meani

ss that

aid that

born were Bar

le is m

eption

are my gain

hemes I

cunning

ced the like

mai no

nders

at my wiles h

these I

don my

une at once

rdon th

ept my

let my guil

ve of me, and we

art the embers o

BIN ABD AL-AZI

ichard Burton, in 'Supplemental Nights to

on for them to the presence; so 'Adi answered, "'Tis well," and going in to Omar, said to him, "The poets are at thy door, and have been there days and days; yet hast thou not given them leave to enter, albeit their sayings abide, and their arrows from the mark never fly wide." Quoth Omar, "What have I to do with the poets?" And quoth 'Adi, "O Commander of the Faithful, the Prophet (Abha

thou best of

which brought to

righteous road

darkest wrong had

didst light th

proof live coal

ophet, my Mo

ard upon his

aight the path

s foul growth o'

hou in Joy

glory ever

y on the Prophet (Abhak!) is well known,

r ibn Rabí'ah, the Korashi;" whereupon the Caliph cried, "May Allah show him no fav

y-bed [the grave]

e better than H

her in this world; so that he might, after, repent and return to righteous de

s at the door." And quoth Omar, "'Tis h

conjoint we liv

t me a grave wi

nger deign to

her head is l

" And quoth 'Adi, "Kutthayir 'Azzah": whereupon Omar cr

aith and creed

ains of Hell i

ear what I fro

stration, fearf

d Omar, "Allah Almighty put him away, and estrange him from His mercy! Is it not he w

ge betwixt m

s with her--

d Omar said, "Tis he who glories in wickedness.... He shall not come in to me! Who is at the door other than he?

'er fasted in

in public at

fair, save in

ah's plain in

raying, like

rds!" at the dawn

t the door other than he?" Said 'Adi, "Jarir Ibn

ing glances, had

lope, and ringle

e eyes, by night

ce! No time for vis

it Jarir." So 'Adi went forth and a

sent Mohamm

essor of Is

s justice all m

ad and stablis

I look to

ver transient

h before thine eyes, and say naught save th

loose the hair, i

there abides, feebl

who wast to them i

fledglings were, sans

broke the clouds their

grace to gain a rain

oreover, he gifted Jarir with the ornaments of his sword; and Jarir went forth to the other poets, who asked him, "What is behind the

E FRAN?O

86-

ARD S.

école Polytechnique in Paris after a brilliant examination, and held the first places throughout the course. In 1806 he was sent to Valencia in Spain, and to the neighbori

as witness to the trial and punishment of a pretended sorceress,--and this, as he says, in one of the principal towns of Spain, the seat of a celebrated university. Yet the worst criminals lived unmolested in the cathedrals, for the "right of asylum" was still in force. His geodetic observations were mysteries to the inhabitants, and his signals on the mountain top were believed to be part of the work of a French spy. Just at this time hostilities broke out between France and Spain, and the astronomer was obliged to flee disguised as a Majorcan peasant, carrying his pr

they stole away from the coast of Spain in a small boat with three sailors, and arrived at Algiers on the 3d of August. Here the French consul procured them two false passp

ive members of the family superseded by the Bakri as kings of the Jews; two Maroccan ostrich-feather merchants; Captain Krog f

of all, a former Spanish servant of Arago's--Pablo--was a sailor in the corsair's crew! At Rosas the pr

are

traveling

ence do y

here you certainly

rom what

ficer's hands, and I had entirely forgotten whether I was from Schwekat or from Leoben. Finally

the officer: 'you're a Spaniard, and a Spaniard fr

e gift of languages. I readily learn the dialects of the various countr

r word. Here is a soldier who

will even sing

mitated bleatings of the goat. I began at once, with an audacity which even n

ciada

zo boui

è bè

gaiva

vos ag

è bè

d to the officer that if he would bring to me a person who could speak French, he would find the same embarrassment in this case also. An emigré of the Bourbon r

: they prove nothing. I requi

answer which will satisfy you. I am

man: you are

change my answers till I found one to suit

h had listened to the interrogato

old servant Pablo. To supply his immediate wants he sold his watch; and by a series of misadventur

harbor of Bougie, an African port a hundred miles east of Algiers. Thence they made the perilous journey by land to their place

ty-three years) he was elected a member of the section of Astronomy of the Academy of Sciences, and from this time forth he led the peaceful life of a savant. He was the Director of the Paris Observatory for many

been published under the title 'Biographies of Distinguished Men,' and can be found in the larger libraries. The collected works contain biographies also of Ampère, Condoreet, Volta, Monge, Porson, Gay-Lussac, besides shorter sketches. They are masterpieces of style and of clear scientific exposition, and full of generous appreciation of others' work. They present in a lucid and popular form the achievements of scientific men whose works have

e, to publish a new and authoritative edition of the great astronomer's works. The translation is mainly that of the 'Biographies of Distinguished Men' cite

. Two of his brothers, Jacques and étienne, were dramatic authors of note. Another, Jean, was a distinguished general in the se

PL

onging to the class of small farmers, on the 28th of March, 1749; he died on the 5th of March, 1827. The first and second volumes of the 'Mécanique Céleste' [Mechanism of the Heavens] were published in 1799; the third volume appeared in 1802, the fourth in 1805;

d the attention of governments and peoples. The greatest captains, statesmen, philosophers, and orators of Greece and Rome found it a subject of delight. Yet astronomy worthy of the name is a modern science: it dates from the sixteenth century only. Three great, three brilliant phases have marked its progress. In 1543 the bold and firm hand of Copernicus

d pertinacity which the most tedious calculations could not tire,--Kepler conjectured that celestial movements must be connected with each other by simple laws; or, to use his own expression, by harmonic laws. These laws he undertook to discover. A thousand fruitless attempts--the errors of calculation inseparable from a colossal undertaking--did not hinder his resolute advance toward the goal his imagination descried. Twenty-two years he devoted to it, and

l areas in equal times; the third, that the squares of the times of revolution of the planets about the sun are proportional to the cubes of their mean distances from that body. The first two laws were discovered by Kepler in the course of a laborious examin

epler's discoveries had been announced. Traces of these great problems may be clearly perceived here and there among ancient and modern writers, from Lucretius and Plutarch down to Kepler, Bouillaud, and Borelli. It is to Newton, however, that we must award the merit of their solution. This great man, like several of his predecessors, imagined the celestial bodies to

lanets were not only attracted by the sun, but that they also attracted each other, he introduced into the heavens a cause of universal perturbation. Astronomers then saw at a glance that in no part of the universe would the Keplerian laws suffice for the exact representation of the phenomena of motion; that the simple regular movements with which the imaginations of the ancients were pleased to endow the heavenly bodies must experience numerous, considerable, perpetually changing perturbations. To discover a few of these perturbations, and to assign their n

inaccessible, and pointed out phenomena hitherto undetected. Finally--and it is this which constitutes their imperishable glory--they brought under the domain of a single principle, a single law, everythin

f the planets and satellites of our system, even the great Newton did not venture to investigate the general nature of their effects. In the midst of the labyrinth formed by increments and diminutions of velocity, variations in the forms of orbits, changes in distances and inclinations, which these forces must evidently produce, the most learned geometer would fail to discover a trustworthy guide. Forces so numerous, so variable in direction, so different in intensity, seemed to be incapable of

, the planes of their orbits undergo displacements by which their intersections with the plane of the terrestrial orbit are each year directed toward different stars. But in the midst of this apparant chaos, there is one element which remains constant, or is merely subject to small and periodic changes; namely, the major axis of each orbit, and consequently the time of revolution of each planet. This is the elem

ot other forces, combined with the attraction of gravitation, produce gradually increasing perturbations such as Newton and Euler feared? Known facts seemed to justify the apprehension. A comparison of ancient with modern observations revealed a continual acceleration in the mean motions of the moon and of Jupiter, and an equally striking diminution of the mean motion of Saturn. These variations led to a very important conclusion. In accordance with their presumed cause, to say that the velocity of a body increased from century to century was equivalent to asserting that the body continually approached the centre of motion; on the other hand, when the

planetary system. The Academy of Sciences called the attention of geometers of all countries to these menacing perturbations. Euler and Lagrange descended into the arena. Never did their mathematical genius shine with a brighter lustre. Still the question remained undecided, when from two obscure corners of the theories of analysis, Laplace, the author of the 'Mécanique Céleste,' brought the laws of these great phenomena clearly to light. The variations in

ely very small. In such a case, the slightest errors in the direction of visual lines exercise an enormous influence upon the results. In the beginning of the last century, Halley had remarked that certain interpositions of Venus between the earth and the sun--or to use the common term, the transits of the planet across the sun's disk--would furnish at each observing station an indirect means of fixing the position of the visual ray much superior in accuracy to the most perfect direct measures. Such was the object of the many scientific expeditions undertaken in 1761 and 1769, years in which the transits of Venus occurred. A comparison of obs

vation assigns the numerical value of these perturbations; theory, on the other hand, unfolds the general mathematical relation which connects them with the solar distance and with other known elements. The determination of the mean radius of the terrestrial orbit--of the distance of the sun--then becomes one of the most simple operations of algebra. Such

of the spheroidal figure of the earth. Such was the idea as it originally occurred to Laplace. By means of a minutely careful investigation, he discovered in its motion two well-defined perturbations, each depending on the spheroidal figure of the earth. When these were submitted to calculation, each led to the same value of the ellipticity. It must be recollected that the ellipticity thus derived from the motions of the moon is not the one corresponding to such or such a country, to the ellipticity observed in France, in England, in Italy, in Lapland, in North America, in India, or in the

he principle of universal gravitation; on the other, certain irregularities observed in the returns of the moon to the meridian. An observing geometer, who from his infancy had never quitted his study, and who had never viewed the heavens except through a narrow aperture directed north and south,--to whom nothing had ever been revealed respecting the bodies revolv

cable ardor, Laplace solved the celebrated problem of the longitude with a precision even greater than the utmost needs of the art of navigation demanded. The ship, the sport of the winds and tempests, no longer fears to lose its way in the

d powerful telescopes, which could not be employed on a tossing ship. Even the expectations of the serviceability of Galileo's methods for land calculations proved premature. The movements of the satellites of Jupiter are far less simple than the immortal Italian supposed them to be. The labors of three more generations of astronomers a

oneous idea of its structure. At the present day every one knows that Saturn consists of a globe about nine hundred times greater than the earth, and of a ring. This ring does not touch the ball of the planet, being everywhere removed from it to a distance of twenty thousand (English) miles. Observation indicates the breadth of the ring to be fifty-four thousand miles. The thickness certainly does not exceed two hundred and fifty miles. With the exception of a black streak which divides the ring throughout its whole contour into two parts of unequal breadth and of different brightness, this strange colossal bridge without foundations had never offered to the most experienced or skillful observers either spot or protuberance adapted for deciding whether it was immovable or endowed with a motion of rotation. Laplace considered it to be very improbable, if the ring was stationary, that its constituent parts should be capable of resisting by mere cohesion the continua

ow venture to predict in detail the time and height of the tides several years in advance. Between the phenomena of the ebb and flow, and the attractive forces of the sun and moon upon the fluid sheet which covers three fourths of the globe, an intimate and necessary connection exists; a connection from which Laplace deduced the value of the mass of our satellite the moon. Yet so late as the year 1631

has established its equilibrium, but upon the express condition (which, however, has been amply proved to exist) that the mean density of the fluid mass is less than the mean density of the earth. Everything else remaining the same, if w

racts in dimensions must inevitably turn upon its axis with greater and greater rapidity. The length of the day has been determined in all ages by the time of the earth's rotation; if the earth is cooling, the length of the day must be continually shortening. Now, there exists a means of ascertaining whether the length of the day has undergone any variation; this consists in examining, for each century, the arc of the celestial sphere described by the moon during the interval of time which the astronomers of the existing epoch call a day; in other words, the time required by the earth to effect a complete rotation on its axis, the velocity of the moon being in fact independent of the time of the earth's rotation. Let us now, following Laplace, take from the standard tables the smallest values, if you choose, of the expansions or contractions which solid bodies experience from changes of temperature; let us search the annal

ast, and in planes only slightly inclined to each other. The satellites revolve around their respective primaries in the same direction. Both planets and satellites, having a rotary motion, turn also upon their axes from west to east. Finally, the rotation of

s of so many bodies differing as they do in magnitude, in form, and in their distances from the centre of attraction. He imagined that he had discovered such a physical cause by making this triple supposition: a comet fell obliquely upon the sun; it pushed before it a torrent of fluid matter; th

condensation, and in consequence to rotate with greater and greater rapidity. If the nebulous matter extended originally in the plane of its equator, as far as the limit where the centrifugal force exactly counterbalanced the attraction of the nucleus, the molecules situate at this limit ought, during the process of condensation, to separate from the rest of the atmospheric matter an

, broke in its turn into several masses, which were obviously endowed with a movement of rotation coinciding in direction with the common movement of revolution, and which, in consequence of their fluidity, assumed

increasing in magnitude and mass, and an atmosphere offering, at its successive limits, phenomena entirely similar to those which the so

a series of distinct spheroidal planets, situate at considerable distances from one another, all revolving around the central sun, in the direction of the original movement of the nebula; how these planets ought also to have movements of rotati

the 'Mécanique Céleste.' The 'Système du Monde' and the 'Th

ant of mathematics may obtain competent knowledge of the methods to which physical astronomy owes its astonishing progress. Written with a noble simplicity of style, an exquisite exactness of expression, and a scrupulous accuracy, it is universally conceded to stand among the noblest monuments of French literature..

g the best form for statistical tables of population and mortality, teaches us to deduce from those numbers, so often misinterpreted, the most precise and useful conclusions. This it is which alone regulates with equity insurance premiums, pension funds, annuities, discounts, etc.

uthority of a thousand is not worth the humble reasoning of a single individual." Two centuries have passed over these words of Galileo without lessening their valu

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s. Many of these have been published in the collections of Swift, Gay, Pope, and others, and cannot be identified. The task of verifying t

to leave Scotland; and John, after finishing his university course at Aberdeen, and taking his medical degree at St. Andrews, went to London and taught mathematics. He soon attracted attention by a keen and satirical 'Examination of Dr. Woodward's Account of the Deluge,' published in 1697. By a fortunate cha

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, hard-drinking, blunt-spoken, rather stupid and decidedly gullible, but honest and straightforward character one of the stock types of the world. The book appeared as four separate pamphlets: the first being entitled 'Law is a Bottomless Pit, Exemplified in the Case of Lord Strutt, John Bull, Nicholas Frog, and Lewis Baboon, Who Spent All They Had in a Law Suit'; the second, 'John Bull in His Senses'; the third, 'John Bull Still i

nts; and I put the journals of all transactions into a strong box to be opened at a fitting occasion, after the manner of the historiographers of some Eastern monarchs.... And now, that posterity may not be ignorant in what age so excellent a history was written (which would otherwise, no doubt, be the subject of its inquiries), I think it proper to inform the learned of future times that i

e South," the King of Spain; "Humphrey Hocus," the Duke of Marlborough; and "Sir Roger Bold," the Earl of Oxford. The lawsuit was the War of the Spanish Succession; John Bull's first wife was the lat

-resistant Jacobitism of the Nonjurors, which it is so hard for us now to distinguish from abject slavishness; though like the principles of the casuists, one must not confound theory with practice. It seems the loyalty of a mujik or a Fiji dressed in cultivated modern clothes, not that of a conceivable cultivated modern community as a whole; but it would be very Philistine to pour wholesale contempt on a creed held by so many large minds and souls. It was of course produced by the experience of what the reverse tenets had brought on,--a long civil war, years of military despotism, and immense social and moral disorganization. In 'John Bull

every art and science, but injudiciously in each." The chronicle of this club was found in 'The Memoirs of the Extraordinary Life, Works, and Discoveries of Martinus Scriblerus,' which is thought to have been written entirely by Arbuthnot, and which describes the education of a learned pedant's son. Its humor may be appreciated

And to say the truth, Pope, who first thought of the Hint, has no Genius at all to it, in my mind; Gay is too young; Parnell has some ide

en the universal dictum; and Pope honored him by publishing a dialogue in the 'Prologue to the Satires,' known first a

friends, and all of them were indebted to him for kindnesses freely rendered. He was on terms of intimacy with Bolingbroke and Oxford, Chesterfield, Peterborough, and Pulteney; and among the ladies with whom he mixed were Lady Mary Wortley Montagu, Lady Betty Germain, Mrs. Howard, Lady Masham, and Mrs. Martha Blount. He was, too, the trus

of Lord Chesterfi

tes of his scattered papers of hints, which would have furnished good matter for folios. Not being in the least jealous of his fame as an author, he would neither take the time nor the trouble of separating the best from the worst; he worked out the whole mine, which afterward, in the hands of skillful refiners, produced

er, think much of the 'Scriblerus' papers, and said they were forgotten because "no man would be the wiser, better, or merrier for remembering them"; which is hard measure for the wit and divertingness of some of the travesties. Cowper, reviewing Johnson'

apacity, Dr. Arbuthnot saw his life flow smoothly to its close. He died in London on February 27th, 1735, at the age

S OF JOHN BULL, NI

tory of John

ly if they pretended to govern him. If you flattered him, you might lead him like a child. John's temper depended very much upon the air; his spirits rose and fell with the weather-glass. John was quick and understood his business very well; but no man alive was more careless in looking into his accounts, or more cheated by partner

o save his pocket, never lost a farthing by careless servants or bad debtors. He did not care much for any sort of diversion, except tricks of High Ge

on. He kept always good clerks, he loved money, was smooth-tongued, gave good words, and seldom lost his temper. He was not worse than an infidel, for he provided plentifully

N AND HIS SISTER PEG, AND WHAT R

tory of John

o hire them out at journey-work to her neighbors. Yet in these, her poor circumstances, she still preserved the air and mien of a gentlewoman--a certain decent pride that extorted respect from the haughtiest of her neighbors. When she came in to any full assembly, she would not yield the pas to the best of them. If one asked her, "Are you not related to John Bull?" "Yes," says she, "he has the honor to be my brother." So Peg's affairs went till all the relations cried out shame upon John for his barbarou

ke a thorough settlement without her consent. There was indeed a malicious story went about, as if John's last wife had fallen in love with Jack as he was eating custard on horseback; that she persuaded John to take his sister into the house the better to

up and down drinking, roaring, and quarreling, through all the country markets, making foolish bargains in his cups, which he repents when he is sober; like a thriftless wretch, spending the goods and gear that his forefathers won with the sweat of their brows; light come, light go; he cares not a farthing. But why should I stand surety for his contracts? The little I have is free, and I can call it my own--hame's hame, let it be never so hamely. I ken well enough, he could never abide me, and when he has his ends he'll e'en use me as he did before. I'm sure I shall be treat

d, and Peg taken into the house upon certain articles [the Act of Toleration is referred to]; one of which was that she might have the freedom of Jack's conversation, and mi

ENTS OF MART

s of Martinu

ree-shows, where he was brought acquainted with all the princes of Europe. In short, the old gentleman so contrived it to make everything contribute to the improvement of his knowledge, even to his very dress. He invented for him a geographical suit of clothes, which might give him some hints of that science, and likewise some knowledge of the commerce of different nations. He had a French hat with an African feather, Holland shirts, Flanders lace, English clothes lined with Indian silk, his gloves were Italian, and his shoes were Spanish: he was made to observe thi

s. But in the midst of all these improvements a stop was put to his learning the alphabet, nor would he let him proceed to the letter D, till he could truly and distinctly pronounce C in the ancient mann

cording to Homer. But what most conduced to his easy attainment of this language was his love of gingerbread: which his father observing, caused to be stamped with the letters of the Greek alphabet; and the child the very first day eat as far as Iota. By his particular application

t this time he composed (in imitation of it) 'A Thousand and One Arabian Tales,' and also the 'Persian Tales,' which have been since translated into several languages, and

ONAUTIC

lias. Pelias was the usurper of his nephew's throne; and for Jason, on his coming to man's estate, he devised the perilous adventure of fetching the golden fleece of the Speaking Ram which many years before had carried Phrixus to ?a, or Colchis. Fifty of the most distinguished Grecian heroes came to Jas

ked. Cyzicus himself fell by the hand of Jason. They next touched at the country of the Bebrycians, where the hero Pollux overcame the king in a boxing-match and bound him to a tree; and thence to Salmydessus, to consult the soothsayer Phineus. In gratitude for their freeing him from the Harpies, who, as often as his table was set, descended out of the clouds upon his food and defiled it, the prophet directed them safe to Colchis. The heroes rowing with might, th

eeth. Here the heavenly powers came to the hero's aid, and Hera and Athena prayed Aphrodite to send the shaft of Cupid upon Medea, the youthful daughter of the king. Thus it came about that Medea conceived a great passion for the young hero, and with the magic which she knew she made for him a salve.

er father followed in pursuit, in the madness of her love for Jason she slew her brother whom she had with her, and strewed the fragments of his body upon the wave. The king stopped to recover them and give them burial, and thus the Argonauts escaped. But the anger of the gods at this horrible murde

ion is indissoluble by any analysis yet found. The theme has touched the imagination of poets from the time of Apollonius Rhodius, who wrote the 'Argonautica' and went to Alexandria B.C. 194 to take care of the great library there, to William Morris, who published his 'Life and Death of Jason' in 1867. Mr. Mo

TORY OF

ife and Dea

Si

seafarer

all your il

pon the la

e brought t

fashion o

d waste, fair

nd kings from

ince hither y

n this bea

heads the s

ehold a gl

all ye be k

ph

more, a l

of the Go

labor wit

each the la

chance faint

of this o

em down unt

cross the

e longed-for

a god could

ang your he

o slower an

Si

hanced to re

desires we

troubles h

n victory

t now, when

th us a l

e washing

ll be your w

l smile to

troublous ch

ling bitt

time brings

ph

me murmur i

t we have do

ends our car

t fear on us

Si

ill ye stop

esire to

live 'mid ca

st fear make

ph

May-time no

against t

singing in

heads the May

Si

come, and it

igh make you

with swift

e satiate

ph

uly bring f

th green tr

me damsel's

e shadows ch

Si

ight July

fear and f

of every l

urely sha

ph

n August co

he golden

eapers thou

ll think the

Si

on thy short

ne heart f

d toil, and

of those d

ph

u climb the

ctober a

purple eart

t to the ma

Si

beginnest

remembrance

e shining cu

helpless

ph

eless shal

ld night an

nd tale and

as merry

Si

o-night, to

ars o'erflow

ll all these

-morrow com

ph

e world is

e fair love,

t 'twixt the

sh love-beg

the world i

t year befor

art think of

self with

Si

he world i

ng love un

sires fond

ays from ti

e world is

day is so

unmoved by

straight hou

ceased awhile

rgo fell off

the water sh

land a fitful

with the many

swell it out and

st side of the

waves again

Si

pleasure sh

mid days of

d sinking he

rselves that

eath ever c

er of a pe

ess land wh

by the cha

ph

fair town n

of the wa

talked-of thi

how the king

d hands, a

f a desper

r surely th

narrow st

Si

souls and

aw nigh to

we are fa

we shall b

ur hearts woul

n the earth-

nd such l

ewith your e

ers of t

rs over la

ph

lightning 't

d snow upo

aps of threa

looks up

he doomed vic

deadly sle

with them,

threescore

r, suffer

green earth

Si

bold with

as happy dre

once heavy

r palace

s 'neath th

'erhead a

h the woods o

ns fairer t

of the Ph

ehold; and

ea-born fruit

s and unchan

May-time kno

lared house b

ye shall n

floors of p

feet as our

e glimmering

s garlande

o fair, sha

forget the

earth and

ph

t valley of

the summer str

shadow, an

morn to e

ack ivy cree

-armed, red-t

tering the

o'er her thi

hollow o

g song the

e stream, a

the happy sh

irst of su

, on the d

n woolen ra

limbs and sw

e calm green

about the sw

and would

ere landed f

Si

rise with y

e shimmering

there our ch

hrough the m

t sit upon

on the trou

hind, where

y brought cha

hite arms abo

ing somewha

oiced erewh

hile old st

od, float rou

r eyes with

e sing unto

sing, with

about these

neath the g

ell-sailor o

ong, from se

an echoi

t love the

ph

e-covered hi

one, have

clad maide

ng rose-trel

querulous pip

ray shadow

ning at the

y or pale

e those who 't

swift of

ey are some

rough brown

ross their

off their d

stars, the m

wan, the d

ir bodies f

once, for m

world grew

he bitter s

those that

dens and su

ced, half-re

r glorious e

s eager hea

at I were wi

oon is gath

from the ho

ws gleam;

us o'er a

Si

land where n

is rash o

ise there

rom wild l

r birth and d

sire of un

u there, no

ch never dr

lovely lan

member wh

will, forg

he kingdom

hardened t

for vain fa

t peace fo

fulfilled of

nwavering G

time can t

after your

rgotten, ye

e counted

h us, alo

h us, dwe

trembling

ph

weary of t

change thi

and dull h

ndeed to g

to die, and

f ye ne'er

r memory fre

thought of

thrilling pl

dream!

all happ

e thought

bones the s

dead, how

sh joys that

n fount of j

ung and glo

ss, shall I

the flower-s

e gentle ra

working sno

birds, the w

t maketh bl

our toil a

ous and co

Si

e go, and

from us,

threescore

an unnam

he wretche

upon your

nt heaviness

think you o

r, grown old,

sing acro

ome back, co

, O fearf

ph

gain, ah,

w plunges thr

l all your t

forget,

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OSCA

oiardo before him and Tasso after him, he lived and wrote; and it was to the family of Este that he dedicated that poem in which are seen, as in a mirror, the gay life, the intellectual brilliancy, and the sensuous love for beauty which mark the age. At seventeen he began the study of the law, which he soon ab

comedies are much better than the early ones, which are but little more than translations from Plautus and Terence. In general, however, the efforts of Ariosto in this direction are far less important than the 'Orlando' or the 'Satires.' At the first appearance of his plays they were enormous

not born to be a statesman, nor a courtier, nor a man of affairs; and his life as ambassador of Cardinal Ippolito, and as captain of Garafagno, was not at all to his liking. His one longing through all the busy years of his life was for a quiet home, where he could live in liberty and enjoy the comforts of cultured leisure. A love of independence was a marked trait of his character, and it m

ake the form of little dissertations, introduced at the beginning of a canto, or scattered through the body of the poem. These reflections are f

al Ippolito, every one was reading the 'Orlando Innamorato,' and the young poet soon fell under the charm of these stories; so that when the inward impulse which all great poets feel toward the work of creation came to him, he took the material already at hand and continued the story of 'Orlando.' With a certain skill and inventiveness, Boiardo had mingled together the epic cycles of Arthur and Char

nation we find that this confusion is only apparent. The poet himself is never confused, but with sure hand he manipulates the many-colored threads which are wrought into the fabric of the poem. The war between the Saracens and the Christians is a sort of background or stage; a rallying point for the characters. In reality it attracts but slightly our attention or interest. Again, Orla

osophical reformer, that he appears to mankind, but as the supreme artist. Ariosto represents in its highest development that love for form, that perfection of style, which is characteristic of the

e of thought, the interest never flags. What seems the arbitrary breaking off of a story before its close is really the art of the poet; for he knows, were each episode to be told by itself, we should have only a string of novelle, and not the picture he des

ideals of chivalry, nor did the poet himself; hence there is an air of unreality about the poem. The figures that pass before us, although they have certain characteristics of their own, are not real beings, but those that dwell in a land of fancy. As the poet tells these stories of a bygone age, a smile of iron

y pity or terror. No lofty principles are inculcated. Even the pathetic scenes, such as the death of Zerbino

charm about the 'Orlando,' and he who sits down to read it with serious purpose will soon find himself under the spell of an attraction which comes from unflagging interest and from perfection of style a

s, and retouched from beginning to end. He died not long afterward, in 1533, and was bur

IP OF MEDORO

Furioso,' Ca

ong the Payn

bscure in Pt

story, an

ove, is worth

oridane were

rtune pleased t

dinello wi

im to France ha

me and strong

life a follow

e, suffused wit

n youth, a pl

at emprize, 'mi

airer or more

ad of gold, and

angel lighted

posted on a r

rd the encampmen

equal interv

on heaven wit

, the stripling

oose, but of h

Dardinel;

nored on the

o his mate, cri

l thee what

, my lord u

worthy food fo

still to me h

in his hon

mine, for fav

make a feebl

not lack sepu

seek him out a

may will that

camp lies hushed

eath be writt

he deed be ab

ortune foil

h Fame, my loving

oridane a chi

h love, and suc

ake the youth hi

assing dear: b

steadfast purpo

comforted n

sposed to me

e his master

t would bend him,

o," was Clori

rious act myse

famous deat

ing is left m

thee, Medoro

rms is better,

of grief, should

ved, disposing

elief, depart t

d palisade, an

, who watch wi

little fear th

ires extinguis

s and arms th

immersed in s

ridano stopt

lost are op

whom my master'

ht not I to

t any one th

re about, with

y, amid the h

to make thee

d his talk cut

earned Alpheus

r before sought

, magic, an

now in art foun

und that it

n that he his

on the bosom

Saracen wi

weasand with t

he near that

wretches time

n his story

f their names

oncalier nex

ly sleeps betw

idious blade, t

round King Cha

arlike palad

ide that each

me the Paynims

swords, the impi

ssible, in s

ght on one who d

ight escape well

ves they think

at he deems t

owing him) w

eld, 'mid bow a

spear, in pool

r, the king and

n the rider a

endor glistened

owned Almontes'

ro mourned hi

d the quarterin

athed in many

l from either

and moan, that

s melancholy

ce supprest--n

y one the noi

his life tak

d burden he wou

ing heard shoul

se which has br

ing upon their s

themselves di

eps, they hastene

rished burden

ching was the

ven the stars, fr

ino, he whose

e of need by sle

ors all night,

o the camp a

m some horseme

ar the two c

some spoil or

ne, toward th

es us," cried y

the load we

lish thought (mi

ving men, to s

burden, ween

same by it, u

oy, who loved h

to the weight

rying with al

lose behind h

now his dange

hs, instead of

ath, amid the

f, pursued the

hemes were mar

ight upon his s

new not, and m

f again in she

ant was his mat

ade with lighter

loridane adv

boy no longer

arked the abs

f his heart wa

I so negligen

far beside my

o, should with

I deserted t

n the wood h

the maze wit

ence he lately

, of death ret

ead of steeds th

hreat of foema

o by his voi

oot, 'mid many

emen who the y

and bids his

like a top the

as he can: a

beech, ash, he

rished load his

ngth, the burd

, and stalked

cky cavern t

e warfare Alpi

ngs about he

ingled sound of

claws, and blood

ate and wrath t

r, and bids fro

fspring watch,

o to aid him

oro willingl

ot for death th

than one shoul

sharpest arr

ects it with

eapon bores a S

warrior dead

l the others

hence was shot th

unched another

e might by th

made of this

stioned who ha

d--transfixed th

estion short i

ain of those

eous sight his

at he springs

ou of this shal

in his locks

drags him to

s that beauteo

the boy, and

pling turns, wi

, sir knight," e

assing crue

th my honored

ace I suppl

ove of life, b

nger, space of

e to give my

ds must feed th

eon, let their

mbs; so that

ose of good Al

s suit, with g

move a mounta

s mood, to ki

d pity he al

churlish horse

erence for his

lifting, wou

ppliant in his

the cruel a

red, the rather

the blow the

as he was

their chief, wh

wood, inspired

ft the one and

scarce alive,

ghty space lay

ife-blood from

erished, but th

it chanced, w

VING O

ndo Furios

ived a damsel

mean and rusti

ence and of b

nners, sagel

ft unsung so

hardly recog

her (if kno

ghter of Cata

when she h

ello had from

bborn pride and

orn this ample w

d as cheap eac

the best by

she to remem

lando or Ki

ery other de

aldo she had

ok so low she

ce dishonored) g

this, such arr

damsel's pride

edoro lay he

, with bow and

elica the str

eath in that d

g, that there u

for his own

w pity in he

its entry in

aughty heart, onc

he his piteous

back to me

nd had learn

ars such studi

ise and fame

rloom, sires t

id of books,

f to work with

should healthi

an herb had c

ither, on a p

r dittany or

aught with vir

od forth-wellin

h perilous and

ar, and having

seek Medoro

he upon a sw

eback passing t

e lowing herd,

sing for two

er conducted,

uth was ebbing

ground about

wasted with th

ights upon

ustic comrade

ixt two stones t

and the healin

he foment the s

e hips, his wa

virtue was th

ife-blood, and hi

infused suc

unt the horse th

ro would not

th had seen hi

monarch, buri

owed whither p

tay with him

rteous shepherd

damsel quit

d the youth) ti

t she felt, wh

ched and bleedin

mien and mann

e her heart wit

de her heart,

by little warm

elt between two

in, in the gr

hildren; in sho

shed had build

isly wound the

ealed by the

iefer space,

oro's, suffere

her love known. They solemnize their marriage,

res, where, with

ubbling fountain

k, if yielding

traight at work

hout, in thous

ny places gr

Angelica

phers quaint

ed they had pro

ow, the dams

o revisit

crown Medoro'

her wrist a

ems, in witne

er by Count

damsel for lon

to the palad

stly is and wr

elica so mu

re esteemed w

uffered, in th

y what privi

o the whale ex

ospitable r

sessing wher

couple's ho

in their cabi

lodged, with s

om her arm th

m keep it fo

e, the lovers

fertile France f

NESS OF

ndo Furios

thless woods, wh

charger had p

two days, with

ithout tiding

ed a rill of

nk of which

ith native hues

er with fair

ervor made th

d as well as

ndo well ben

ince, opprest wit

r repose the

the abode of

ojourn more ac

y day, than to

und, he there

ved, upon th

e writing

on as he had m

ce of those de

times, atten

hepherd's cot h

lady, sovere

nots, amid the

s, their ciphered

etters are s

n his bleeding h

redit in a th

credits in h

rce persuade hi

ica than hi

w these charac

ave so many r

this Medoro

igured in the

ch like phant

th, did sad

hope, though

elf-illusions

d aye rekindle

nch the ill su

tious bird, by

or lime; which

angled pinion

is but more se

s thither, wh

se of arch the c

orse the sorrow

trance of the

s, which seemed

young Medoro's

pleasure he h

he in verses

gue, I deem, mig

se; and such in

en herbage, rill

th cool shade, t

any wooed with

gelica, the

n, within my

enient harbo

oro, can bu

, forever sin

ving lord d

cavalier, a

fortune hithe

ative,--to th

ock, and grass, a

e to you the

ay the choir of

n his flock may

s writ the b

ndo like the

n many langua

ech; which ofte

d shame had s

roved the S

oast not of i

by the presen

four, and six, th

that wretch p

er sense than

he thing more

le, within his

hand his hear

yes close faste

od, not differin

lost all feel

to that o'er

, believe the

ks, which does

from his foreh

allen upon his

grief-barred ea

ears, or utter

, the impetuou

o quickly issu

n, imprisone

arrow and whose

one turns up t

h, so hastes th

rait encounte

rks a passage,

himself retur

the thing mig

so he hoped, de

lady would wit

eight of jealo

reason, as sh

osoe'er the thi

ited passing

hope he sought

e deal his spi

faithful Brig

's retreat hi

arrior had pu

rom a roof he

dog and kine,

rd in quest o

it, and left

t attendant;

doffed the gold

ff, to clean,

mestead where t

nd was here su

, with other

ll of sorrow,

d the count h

one who spake

swain, who to

w his guest so t

h he was wont

ers--to each l

hich many l

t reserve, 'ga

lica's persu

m had carried

unded with an

e she healed t

exercised th

eart the lady

m small spark s

over, restle

he of mightiest

he East, nor o

issant love, had

sort of a poo

, to them in p

h, in reward

nded in tha

t parting,

ith, such dead

ouse, that swain

reak, or till t

goes before a

ndo takes his

pest greenwood

red that he i

to his grief in

ars, never fr

found he peace

town, in fore

pen air on h

t himself, ho

his eyes cou

s for so many

mes, amid his m

not what I s

s, is dead and

most ungratefu

sness inflicte

the flesh, I

ell, tormented,

n its shadow

all such as t

t the forest r

ak of daily lig

py fortune t

ription young

ngs inscribed

fury so, in h

atred, frenzy,

re, but bared hi

he writing; and

, in tiny fr

sapling and tha

and Angelic

t they to sheph

ll never furnis

ountain, late so

estous wrath w

rage, so fierc

d remained the w

tfulness, his

s, I trow, had w

is, nor bill,

Orlando's pe

ess gave high

pine uproot

ers, with a

l-wort-stem, o

otted oak, a

ountain ash, an

wler, ere he s

re the champai

h, and nettle s

sturdy trees a

ains, who hear

ocks beneath the

there, across

ther, all, th

ched such poin

this bound,

tory will

by my tediou

TOPH

448-

AUL

'Plutus,' was produced in 388, and there is no evidence that he long survived this date. Little is known of his life beyond the allusions, in the Parabases of the 'Acharnian

any one who deserved to be branded with infamy. This old political Comedy was succeeded in the calmer times that followed the Peloponnesian War by the so-called Middle Comedy (390-320) of Alexis, Antiphanes, Strattis, and some minor men; which insensibly passed into the New Comedy (320-250) of Menander and Philemon, known to us in the reproductions of Terence. And this new comedy, which portrayed types of private life instead of satirizing noted persons by name, and which, as Aristotle says, produced laughter by innuendo rather than by scurrility, was preferred to the "terrible graces" of her elder sister by the gentle and refined

TOPH

man; or the restoration of the eyesight of the proverbially blind god of Wealth. The attention of the audience is at once enlisted for the semblance of a plot by which the scheme is put into execution. The design once effected, the remainder of the play is given over to a series of loosely connected scenes, ascending to a climax of absurdity, in which the consequences of the original happy thought are followed out with a Swiftian veri

ts remain. The impolitic representation in the latter of the Athenian allies as branded Babylonian slaves was th

lays are the

ysia with wife and child, soothing, by an eloquent plea pronounced in tattered tragic vestments borrowed from Euripides, the anger of the chorus of choleric Acharnian charcoal burners, exasperated at the repeated devastation of their deme by the Spartans. He then opens a market, to which a jolly Boeotian brings the long-lost, thrice-desired Copaic eel; while a starveling Megarian, to the huge delight of the Athenian groundlings, sells his little daughters, disguised as pig

ttery the rascally Paphlagonian steward, Cleon, and supplant him in the favor of their testy bean-fed old master, Demos (or People). At the close, Demos recovers his wits and his youth, and is revealed sitting enthroned in his glo

r and the ludicrous failure of his father, who at first matriculates in his stead, consents. He listens to the pleas of the just and unjust argument in behalf of the old and new education, and becomes himself such a proficient that he demonstrates, in flawless reasoning, that Euripides is a better poet than Aeschylus, and that a boy is justified in beating his father for affirming the contrary. Strepsiades thereupon, cured of his folly, undertakes a subtle investigation into the timbers of the roof of the Reflectory, with a view to smoking out the corrupters of

t of condemnation. The old man is inconsolable at the first escape of a victim from his clutches; but finally, renouncing his folly, takes lessons from his exquisite of a son in the manners and deportment of a fine gentleman. He then attends a dinner party, where he betters his instructions with comic exaggeration and returns home in high feather, singing tipsy catches and ass

his farm, in parody of the Bellerophon of Euripides, ascends to heaven on a dung-beetle. He there hauls Peace from the bottom of the well into which she had been cast by Ares, an

uckoo-Burgh in the air between the gods and men, starve out the gods with a "Melian famine," and rule the world themselves. The gods, their supplies of incense cut off, are forced to treat, and Peisthet?rus receives in marriage Basileia (Sovereignty), the daughter of Zeus. The mise

tragedian, learning that the women in council assembled are debating on the punishment due to his misogyny, implores the effeminate poet Agathon to intercede for him. That failing, he dispatches his kinsman Mnesilochus, disguised with singed beard and woman's robes, a sight to shake the mi

honor rooted in dishonor stood." After many surprising adventures by the way, and in the outer precincts of the underworld, accompanied by his Sancho Panza, Xanthias, he arrives at the court of Pluto just in time to be chosen arbitrator of the great contest between Aeschylus and Euripides for the tragic throne in Hades. The comparisons and parodies of

sions of the schools before they found definite expression in Plato's 'Republic.' The ladies of Athens rise betimes, purloin their husbands' hats

rks the transition to the Middle Comedy, there being no parabasis, and little of the exuberant verve of the older pieces. The blind god

e thirty-two lost plays, of which a few not very interesting f

ipides in Professor Jebb's lectures on Greek poetry. The soberer view seems to be that while predominantly a comic artist, obeying the instincts of his genius, he did frequently make his comedy the vehicle of an earnest conservative polemic against the new spirit of the age in Literature, Philosophy, and Politics. He pursued Euripides with relentless ridicule because his dramati

in filing a contentious tongue on barren logomachies. That Socrates in fact discussed only ethical problems, and disclaimed all sympathy with speculations about things above our heads, made no difference: he was the best human embodiment of a hateful educational error. And similarly the assault upon Cleon, the "pun-pelleting

etched, and genuine touches of human nature lend verisimilitude to their most improbable actions. One or two traditional comic types appear for the first time, apparently, on his stage: the alternately cringing and familiar slave or valet of comedy, in his Xanthias and Karion; a

vivida vis animi can hardly be reproduced in a translation, and disappears altogether in an attempt at an abstract enumeration of the poet's inexhaustible devices for comic effect. He himself repeatedly boasts of the fertility of his invention, and claims to have discarded the coarse farce of his predecessors for something more worthy of the refined intelligence of his clever audience. Yet it must be acknowledged that much even of his wit is the mere filth-throwing of a naughty boy; or at best the underbred jocularity of the "funny column," the topical song, or the minstrel show. Th

re perhaps the most remarkable testimony extant to the intelligence of an Athenian audience. Did they infallibly catch th

hs Copaic alde

e intolerable pathos of Admetus's fa

even i

h me, embalmed a

at the dazzling plume and nodding crest" of the swashbuckler Lamachus, of Philocleon, clinging to his ass's belly like Odysseus escaping under the ram from the Cyclops's cave; of the baby in the Thesmophoriazus? seized as a Euripidean hostage, and turning out a wine bottle in swaddling-clothes; of light-foot Iris in the r?le

ons and Euthukleses, must have grinned when they heard them, like a pair of augurs. If we conceive five or six Shakespearean comedies filled from end to end with ancient Pis

sworn, the mind

ife, thy sire

life and death

analogies to bear it out. The very plots of his plays are realized metaphors or embodied conceits. And the same concrete vividness of imagination is displayed in single scenes and episodes. The Better and the Worse Reason plead the causes of the old and new education in person. Cleon and Brasidas are the pestles with which War proposes to bray Greece in a mortar; the tr

the air fairly reeks with the smell of leather and the tanyard. The 'Birds' transport us to a world of trillings and pipings, and beaks and feath

r was first worked in these comedies. All these excellences are summed up in the incomparable wealth and flexibility of his vocabulary. He has a Shakespearean mastery of the technicalities of every art and mystery, an appalling command of billingsgate and of the language of the cuisine, and would tire Falstaff and Prince Hal with base comparisons. And not content with the existing res

rse he easily strikes every note, from that of the urbane, unaffected, colloquial Attic, to parody of high or subtle tragic diction hardly distinguishable from its model. He can adapt his metres to the expression of every shade of feeling. He has short, snapping, fiery trochees, like sparks from their own holm oak, to represent the choler of the Acharnians; eager, joyous glyconics to bundle up a sycophant and hustle him off the stage, or for the young knights of Athens celebrating Phormio's sea fights, and chanting, ho

wild of his own 'Mousa lochmaia' (the muse of the coppice). The chorus of the Myst? in the 'Frogs,' the rustic idyl of the 'Peace,' the songs of the girls in the 'Lysistrata,' the call of the nightingale

al reader are doubtless the text edited by Bergk (2 vols., 1867), and the translations

OF THE PELO

rnians': Frere

?OP

ed, most excel

m a beggar

udience upon

comedy;

in all the rul

guish betwixt

ak are bold, bu

st cannot ac

the city bef

s the Len?

eet, all by o

e arrived as y

or allies: bu

ple, clean a

denizens as a

t the Spartans

Neptune, the T

n their houses wi

osses--losses,

le; vines cut d

ds (for only fr

lame the Sparta

urs, some peopl

rom among us

eople (pray,

d the Peopl

le, mere prete

ts,--went layin

confiscation

from Megara; p

cks of salt, and

be merchandi

seized, and sol

ht pass, as pet

d, some dought

carry away

, Sim?tha. Th

liation, se

pets, hurried

asia's house

the beginnin

owing to these

, like an Ol

hunder and his

rm and light

the neighborh

s, drawn up lik

was enacted

rians should

e where commerc

re--like "old Car

e, by land and

ians, being al

Spartans to

hose laws: the l

he stealing of

ged and prayed

d: and so the

ET'S A

rnians': Frere

has nev

it prop

n you wi

iasti

wn super

abused a

tacked

e of th

ppeal in his

e humor and te

followi

y, th

empted or

cand

any

y imperial

ver h

n vari

have merited ho

still to stick

e fooled with rh

late each

half of y

plead their c

phrase, and a

owns" and "At

ous Athens"

Athens" is

ever, a su

meat or a be

refore

fident

ve courage an

y served you

openl

yle an

mocracy ru

d its practi

l arts, the k

n all your

hall we see

ith tribute

anxious al

protector, th

say, that has

strong, to d

foreign clim

r instance la

the case of t

nd cross-

n envoys.

e rival Sta

seas? He ask

see them mor

e two conte

bused by this

ch a bold, so pr

use would ren

d able; and br

prosper and c

he Laced?m

an insigni

say, "for a pl

make all jea

eir privy de

gain this m

influence on

g a hold on

the isle

re needs to b

tention, and know

our island, and

for h

actice

patriot

e hones

e now

uffoonery

ttering, or base

puffing, or ac

king or

enly s

ace and

es and s

s endeavor on

to think, he will

ain and aga

not, nor f

and rheto

ence, his

igns, his ras

abuse on m

right, in

attend me, a

friend, I ne

de

humbl

his

neakin

slavish, po

AL OF TH

ghts': Frere'

author had wi

-day, for a speec

have granted so

of ours, as the

dulgence denie

and vigor, the s

counters the pes

d seaman, int

ght, in the fa

he gentle rep

is friends, for

profession, emb

storms and p

tate that for r

so long and de

he achievements

ttempt of a d

ceived was capr

e courting her,

ut reason, from

d shift, and tu

iends with unkin

scorn as exha

fate, who was

t of comedy ca

e stage, in the f

he Chorus his

all sort, that we

vagaries unhe

wings, and a tho

ome fancies his

as spent, did yo

delight that he

placed, and expel

his wit were gro

r a sample, the

inus so splen

d blood, and enla

rrent tore down

ew, with the groun

o boot, wrenched

l foes, who pre

bolished, dispers

adlong, with a

is tunes, and his

d sung by the o

nd carousals, w

hibribe" and "The

asons and buil

nes that all tong

ecay you have

stops and his

ttered, a broken

sight among ru

faded, and what

s palate are parc

meet him alone

worn, tatter

forlorn, in his

uccess should exe

at large at the

the great at the

very day and pre

pparel, trium

e next, always te

nous temper tor

good sense, withou

ittle hoard, pr

te treat, eco

issing, with crow

ear he pursu

rse, till he fin

s held him in l

friends, with a

n in regular

the helm, and t

practice has f

e weather, and

point of the se

command of a sh

sons li

judgme

did no

ignora

oubleso

bother, and

him a

irst set

ll pu

heart

ess to t

him

ng an

g and

s bald

LOUD

ds': Andrew La

TES S

e Clouds renowned, and

l on the sacred cres

ith the Nereid Choir

den urns are dipped

you dwell b

of Mimas, a

and accept our gift

LOUDS

uds from the

f streams from

et, let us r

eaming and

the tree-clad

arth where the

that murmur

g sea with his

glitters the E

bright r

ur shadows of

ss shapes to g

f the heaven, on

Ocean

Maidens that b

e on Palla

y of Cecrops

land of the

es unspoken s

f the gods that

f mortals that

s tall and the

of the gods are

mortals, the cha

mirth at the c

l voices that

g feet of the

HORUS O

ds': Swinburn

nature in darkness, and lik

at are molded of mire, unend

comfortless mortals, as vis

hat are deathless, and date

ageless for aye, us, all o

having heard of us all things

inning of gods, and of streams

, in my name bid Prodicus

first, and the blackness of da

r heaven; when in depths of th

e black-plumed Night, was a w

s revolving again sweet L

rth of his back, like wh

haos, whose wings are of dar

he race of us first, and upra

race of the gods, until al

d with communion of natur

and the race of the gods everl

f all things blest. And tha

igns. We have wings, and with

k that forswore love once,

d desired them subdued by th

flamingo, a goose, or a cock

efall men come from us bird

e known to them spring, and t

rts clanging for Afric in s

hang up his rudder again f

estes the thief, lest he stri

kite reappearing announce

shearing your sheep of their s

t-coat, and provide something lig

Delphi unto you. Dodon

t auguries of birds, even such

ade, or of earning your brea

e charge of a bird that bel

reckon; you sneeze, and the si

--sounds, too, and lackeys and

the manifest godhead that

DAY ON

ace': Frere'

ee the new-sown corn

g from the soil that only

ains are falling, in

bor calling, cheers yo

uch as this, let us

be doing? You're the k

n to prosper your ende

meeting, with some f

's your lout, hoeing

ll him out, this weat

nts of meal, and do so

ir it in, and let us h

y house,--any one t

gs pudding, two gherkin

f them in all, if the

and tearing round the

them to us,--take th

garlands, sprigs in fl

the way to Chari

to-day, since heaven is

HA

Translation in t

t, when field

rry cricket

rk with c

e-tree's t

the fruit

roe to Mo

s, too, to

cious figs

iot witho

, nectareou

rateful voi

son! bles

TO THE NI

rds ': Frere

e! a

ore, my ge

r tiny t

tuneful e

le or

r airy r

listen a

ditty tha

ad la

ire e

ss Itys t

e the

rise

oar a

lofty pa

y Apollo si

ode, with hi

d to the hea

gods shall j

estial s

G OF CLOUD-

rds ': Frere

out of breath, and spe

s he? Where? Where

president Pe

us [coolly]

breath]--Your fort

ell! tha

mazing, astonis

eagenes an

and gasconade

ease, both of t

st upon the b

is own ne

You sur

ht (for I made the

y a hundr

eaven an

uch a mass! who co

; no creature el

klayers, work

es, alone, by the

urprise, as a

say, complete

ody of thirty

sitive, there

Africa in their c

e-curlews and

e and finished.

oo, were busy in

rtar, while t

was wanted, br

er and

get]--But who s

ou get to

-To ca

arrion crows and

, which he endea

after all, to

you mana

Oh, cap

here were the ge

mortar, and wh

into the hods

eir fla

ke, as a vent f

ted it,

andily done th

ssure you, it was

s there were, clam

egs, like brickla

andy, with their

en, it's no use en

aste, we've all

me! But about th

carpenters? A

kers, of course: a

he gates, drivi

hatchet-beaks,

s they made, hamm

ual peal, p

s, hard at work

ork is finished

lts, and bars

their posts; p

in the barbic

for lighting; a

'll step out, j

s. You'll settl

S OF

phoriazus?': Col

ays abusing

ible plag

re the root

it again

quarrels, an

ief, be w

en, why do y

l the plagu

ou take such

us so saf

ever easy

we chanc

ht to be tha

lague is ou

p fussing a

my Plagu

peeps out of

he eyes

then they al

e looks

F MYST?

ogs': Frere'

outing and

! Iacch

! Iacch

aster, there they

t as he told us w

n praise of Bacch

nd so they are; bu

em out a little

US [

cchus! Ho

t the wo

e a

e a

wanton

revel up

ystic ho

frolic vot

psy shout

ng the Th

orth, aler

acred ol

uous dance

m the vulg

gies that

votarie

stic chor

revealed-

virgin, daughte

roasted griskin

watch for a chance of

US [

fiery to

s approac

planet of

with the

dark so

flash upo

ain is bla

overflown

ast his y

ares of m

to the li

chus! marc

hand towar

ted humb

chus--move

ep peace--and le

y solemnity

nlightened by ta

notions are d

atrical c

ied by

trained by the

orgies, poet

uffooning and je

designs of oppre

ition and stri

short, to the Sta

a fort, or in

harbors of h

signments of ca

at Thorycion

lly dirty colle

eject and sev

renching the fees

rds, in revenge

ampoons of this

suing their p

flouted and scof

dmonished and

n them

n them

monish--we war

orm to

re and

us again with

sign'd to th

measure an

I-C

arch! le

orth m

in ord

hustling

may

shouting

flouting,

and

had a b

t brave and

ref

er

voices and

the go

ra

of p

ave the cou

gainst the tr

he s

I-C

aise in a di

he goddess, the

ing he

ther b

e sober, submis

I-C

holy pa

d to mark

nevolen

Chorus an

for the p

gs to sin

termixed w

t without

with the

e prize of

I-C

and with a dif

of mirth a

tive Bacchus,

rth and join

I-C

he customary patron

h witho

ted ann

ceremonious

processi

y footste

us, light, cel

at thy

hy faith

iful a

worn and

in old an

kins torn

fferers i

e us at

throughou

within

ome lov

we romped

ed and d

ir bosom

we might

, I was al

to mirth

to join

I will if

EURIPIDES'

'The

e by the f

warble tw

ver the tu

r down in i

ers in c

nning your

choing rou

s of the wh

ght-footed d

of the dark-

urse of the

lustering t

own dull car

e a child again j

see how that las

deration I leave t

OGUES OF

'The

and especially his regular c?sura after the fifth syllable of a line. The burlesque tag used by Aristophanes to demon

ve, I'll not stop t

if the gods are pr

with a little flask

h a flask of s

e one. For you buil

into the metre,-

r smelling-salts

ou'll show

-I wil

us--Pr

declai

road-bruited

hildren voya

os cam

ost his sme

ief have the smelling

er prologue to h

r.

sus-armed and

hlights on Pa

g and

ost his sme

ut again by the

e's a prologue that

rtal man is

uth hath lacked

wly lo

ost his sme

-Eurip

Well,

Best tak

alts, methinks,

care? I'll fix

other, and steer clear

r.

ing from the

of A

ost his sme

, buy those smelling-

t of all you

t? I buy

ou'll be ad

t. I've lots of prol

'em

Tantalid to

peedy

ost his sme

re again, you see.

us. You can re

ck

. I've not

rom broa

lost his sm

ay the whole v

ad fields reape

ring fir

ost his sme

acrificing? Wh

d him. Let him try

ord of sooth d

e'll say Zeus lost hi

alts fit your pr

n and turn your

ri

STO

. 38

MAS DA

. Losing both his parents while a mere boy, he was taken charge of by a relative, Proxenus Atarneus, and sent, at the age of seventeen, to Athens to study. Here he entered the school of Plato, where he remained twenty years, as pupil and as teacher. During this time he made the acquaintance of the leading contemporary thinkers, read omnivorously, amassed an amount of knowledge that seems almost fabulous, schooled himself in systematic thought, and (being well off) collected a library, perhaps the first considerable private library in the wor

uction in the Nymph?um, which he had arranged in imitation of Plato's garden school. Alexander remained with him three years, and was then called by his father to assume important State duties. Whether Aristotle's instruction continued after that is uncertain; but the two men remained fast friends

alled the Peripatetic. Here he developed a manifold activity. He pursued all kinds of studies, logical, rhetorical, physical, metaphysical, ethical, political, and aesthetic, gave public (exoteric) and private (esoteric) instruction, and composed the bulk of the treatises which have made

s before, and base upon it--as having the form of the paean, sacred to Apollo--a charge of impiety. Aristotle, recognizing the utter flimsiness of the charge, and being unwilling, as he said, to allow the Athenians to sin a second time against philosophy, retired beyond their reach to his villa at Chalcis in Euboea, where he died of stomach disease the year after (322). In the later years of his life, the friendship between him and his illustrious p

o place by his side." Nor was his moral character inferior to his intellect. No one can read his 'Ethics,' or his will (the text of which is extant), without feeling the nobleness, simplicity, purity,

any attempt at style. The rest are distinguished by brevity, terseness, and scientific precision. No other man ever enriched philosophic language with so many original expressions. We know, from the testimony of

e of logic, to distinguish Being from Seeming, and to see that while the latter was dependent on the thinking subject, the former could not be anything material. This result was reached by both the materialistic and spiritualistic sch

gods. Thus Socrates discovered the principle of human liberty, a principle necessarily hostile to the ancient State, which absorbed the man in the citizen. Socrates was accordingly put to death as an atheist; and then Plato, with good intentions but prejudiced insight, set to work to restore the old tyranny of the State. This he did by placing truth, or reality (which Socrates had found in complete thought, internal to the mind), outside of both thought and nature, and mak

e realized in other intelligences, or thought-centres, such as the human mind. In other words, according to Aristotle, truth is actual in the world and potential in all minds, whi

tre, and round about it nine concentric spheres carrying the planets and stars, he concludes that there must be at one end something purely actual and therefore unchanging,--that is, pure form or energy; and at the other, something purely potential and therefore changing,--that is, pure matter or latency. The pure actuality is at the circumference, pure matter at the centre. Matter, however, never exists without some form. Thus, nature is an eternal circular process between the actual and the potential. The supreme Intelligence, God, being pure energy, changelessly thinks himself, and through

changes, he works up through the mineral, vegetable, and animal worlds, to man, and thence through the spheral intelligences to the supreme, divine intelligence, on which the Whole depends. Man stands on the dividing line between the temporal and the eternal; belonging with his animal part to the former, with his intelligence (which "enters from without") to the latter. He is an intelligence, of the same nature as the sphere-movers, but individuated by mutable matter in the form of a body, matt

, Metaphysics, Ethics, Politics, and Aesthetics, are still highly esteemed and extensively studied. At the same time, by failing to overcome the dualism and supernaturalism of Plato, by adopting the popular notions about spheres and sphere-movers, by separating intelligence from sense, by conceiving

entire works of Aristotle were turned into Syriac; among them several spurious ones of Neo-Platonic origin, notably the famous 'Liber de Causis' and the 'Theology of Aristotle.' Thus a Neo-Platonic Aristotle came to rule Eastern learning. On the rise of Islam, this Aristotle was borrowed by the Muslims, and became ruler of their schools at Bagdad, Basra, and other places,--schools which produced many remarkable men. On the decay of these, he passed in the twelfth century into the schools of Spain, and here ruled supreme

vering the whole field of science

y, bring the work into the metaphysical sphere; 'On Interpretation,' dealing with the proposition; 'Former Analytics,' theory of the syllogism; 'Later Analytics,' theory

ter of science. These may be subdivided into three c

eight supplementary tracts on actions of the soul as combined with the body; viz., 'On Sense and Sensibles,' 'On Memory and Reminiscence,' 'On Sleep and Waking,' 'On Dreams,' 'On Divination from Dreams,' 'On Length and Shortness of Life,' 'On Life and Death,' 'On Respiration,' 'Meteorologics,'

forms of the same work; 'Politics,' 'Constitutions' (originally one hundred and fifty-eight in number; now represented o

agmentary 'Poetics.' To these may be adde

f his works, as arranged in the Alexandrian Library (apparently), is given by Diogenes La?rtius in his 'Life of Aristotle' (printed in the Berlin and Paris editions of 'Aristotle'); a list in which it is not easy t

; 'On the Generation of Animals,' Aubert and Wimmer; 'Psychology,' Trendelenburg, Torstrik, Wallace (with English translation); 'Nicomachean Ethics,' Grant, Ramsauer, Susemihl; 'Politics,' Stahr, Susemihl; 'Constitution of Athens,' Kenyon, Sandys; 'Poetics,' Susemihl, Vahlen, Butcher (with English translation). There are few good English translations of Aristotle's works; but among these may be mentioned Peter's 'Nicomachean Ethics,' Jowett's and Welldon's 'Politics,' and Poste's 'Cons

URE OF

Soul,' Book i

ually is the same thing as to perceive sensibly, it will either be to suffer something from the intelligible, or something else of this kind. It is necessary, however, that it should be impassive, but capable of receiving form; and in capacity a thing of this kind, but not this; and also, that as the sensitive power

old, and would have a certain organ in the same manner as the sensitive power. Now, however, there is no organ of it. In a proper manner, therefore, do they speak, who say that the soul is the place of forms; except that this is not true of the whole soul, but of that which is intellective; nor is it forms in entelecheia, but in capacity. But that the impassivity of the sensitive and intellective power is not similar, is evident

not after the same manner as before it learnt or discovered; and it is then itself able to understand itself. By the sensitive power, therefore, it distinguishes the hot and the cold, and those things of which flesh is a certain reason; but by another power, e

hings, if it is not intelligible according to another thing, but the intelligible is one certain thing in species; or it will have something mingled, which will make it to be intelligible in the same manner as other things. Or shall we say that to suffer subsists according to something common? On which account, it was before observed that intellect is in capacity, in a certain respect, intelligibles, but is no one of them in entelechei

things as a certain habit, such for instance as light. For in a certain respect, light also causes colors which are in capacity to be colors in energy. And this intellect is separate, unmingled, and impassive, since it is in its essence energy; for the efficient is always more honorable than the patient, and the principle than matter. Science, also, in energy is the same as the thing [which is scientifically known]. But science which is in capacity is

E BETWEEN HISTOR

MATTER SHOULD B

'Poetics,

which have happened, and the other of such as might have happened. Hence, poetry is more philosophic, and more deserving of attention, than history. For poetry speaks more of universals, but history of particulars. But universal consists, indeed, in relating or performing certain things which happen to a man of a certain description, either probably or necessarily [to which the aim of poetry is directed in giving names]; but particular consists in narrating what [for example] Alcibiades did, or what he suffered. In comedy, therefore, this

itional fables, which are the subjects of tragedy. For it is ridiculous to make this the object of search, because even known subjects are known but to a few, though at the same time they delight all men. From these things, therefore, it is evident that a poet ought rather to be the author of fables than of metres, inasmu

ities, they are frequently compelled to distort the connection of the parts. But tragedy is not only an imitation of a perfect action, but also of actions which are terrible and piteous, and actions principally become such (and in a greater degree when they happen contrary to opinion) on account of each other. For thus they will possess more of the marvelous than if they happened from ch

HILO

ero's 'Nature

ould quit their dark abode to come to us, where they should immediately behold the earth, the seas, the heavens; should consider the vast extent of the clouds and force of the winds; should see the sun and observe his grandeur and beauty, and perceive that day is occasioned by the diffusion of his light through the sky; and when night has obscured the earth

ESS

physics,' Book

r highest) part. Also, if we consider the natural order of the categories, essence stands at the head of the list; then comes quality; then quantity. It is true that the other categories, such

the objects of their investigations. The thinkers of the present day, to be sure, are rather inclined to consider universals as essence. For genera are universals, and these they hold to be principles a

ther its elements are one or many. The third, differing from the other two, is immutable and is maintained by certain persons to be separable. Some make two divisions of it, whereas others class together, as of one nature, idea

UNITY O

Politics

ch polity usually preserve the polity, and establish it from the beginning. Thus, appropriate democratic manners preserve and establish a democracy, and oligarchic an oligarchy. Always, however, the best manners are the cause of the best polity. Further still, in al

at particular discipline which appears to him to be proper. But it is necessary that the studies of the public should be common. At the same time, also, no one ought to think that any citizen belongs to him in particular, but that all the citizens belong to the city; for each individual is a part of the city. The care and attention, how

TO

thou bringest

life's best,

ess, for thy

licate in th

f pain the ste

for our s

ing, dearer

-eyed sleep, do

thee the se

, and Leda's t

deeds, to spread

h the lo

hilleus wen

ortal, crowned wi

e thou ar

the ligh

ro hath died

tal praise shal

d his deeds are

ngs d

mory's dau

ospitable Ze

firm as fate in

on of J.

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19-

till 1887, when he asked to be relieved from his official duties. During this period he had been also the first librarian of the Reykjavik branch of the Icelandic Literary Society; a teacher and the custodian of the library at the Latin School, which in the mean time had been moved from Bessastad to Reykjavik; secretary of the bishop, Helgi Thordersen, an

son went to work single-handed to make an exhaustive collection of the folk-tales of the country, which by traveling and correspondence he drew from every nook and corner of Iceland. No effort was spared to make the collection complete, and many years were spent in this undertaking. The results were in every way valuable. No more important collection of folk-tales exists in the literature of any nation, and the work has becom

f the national spirit, and a better knowledge of life and environment in Iceland than from any other source. In these stories there is much to say of elves and trolls, of ghosts and "fetches," of outlaws and the devil. Magic plays an important part, and there

celandic Legends': Translat

ME

fisherman; and of all the farms about, not one was

to pull up again, as if there were something very heavy at the end of it. Imagine his astonishment when he found that what he had caught

e bottom of the s

what he had been doing whe

l of my mother's chimney-pot, to suit it

l serve me awhile first." So without more words he d

y, barking and fawning on him, and wagging his tail. But his master's temper being none

ith him over the fields, and stumbling over a hillock which lay in his w

e him, and embraced him affectionately, and he received her salutat

e laughed three times, and I am curious to k

take me to the same place in the sea wherefrom you caught me, and

use you cursed the mound over which you stumbled, which is full of golden ducats. And the third time, because you received with pleasure your wife's

mely, the faithfulness of my dog and the faithlessness of my wife. But the third I w

n ducats, as the merman had told him. After this the farmer took the merman down to the boat, and

oring me to my mother, if only you have skill enough to take possess

merman into the sea, a

approached them. So he took a stick and ran after them, possessed with the fancy that if he could burst the bladder which he saw on the nose of each of them, they would belon

useful gift it was, for better cow was never seen nor milked in all the

aught any more mermen. As for his wife, nothing f

HERMAN

e had to cross a morass. It happened once that on his way home after nightfall, he came to a place where a man had lost his horse in the b

t I cannot pay you for this service as you ought to be paid. I will promise you, however, this much: that you shall never go to sea without catching fish, nor ever, if you will take my advice, return with e

e years afterward, never putting to sea till he had first seen his neighbor pas

r fishers hurrying down to the sea to make the best of so good a time. But though he waited hour after hour in the hope of seeing his neighbor pass, the man of Hvammsgil ne

shing. The next night he had a strange dream, in which his neighbor from Hvammsgil came to him and said, "Although you did not yesterday follow my advice, I yet so far felt kindly toward you that I hind

AGIC

ountry. In the mountains he was suddenly overtaken by a thick mist and sleet-storm, and lost his way. Fear

bread and meat as it could devour. This the dog swallowed greedily, and ran off again into the mist. At first the man wondered much to see a dog in such a wild place, where he

reward you as you deserve. Here is a scythe which I place beneath your pillow; it is the only gift I can make you, but despise it not. It will surely prove useful to you, as it ca

ast of all his own horse. But on lifting his saddle from the ground, he found beneath it a small scythe blade, which seemed well worn and was rusty. On seeing this, he at once recalled to mind hi

aid, however, that one old woman in the district, generally thought by her neighbors to be skilled in magic and very rich, always began her hay-cutting a week later than anybody else, and though sh

ed to ask this old woman for employment,

a day laborer. She accepted his offer, and told him that he migh

ore grass in the whole week than I

man had given him in his dream; for it cut well, and never wanted sharpening, though he worked with it for

lades, and wondered beyond measure what the old lady could want with all these. It was the fifth day--the Friday--an

you away without paying you. When therefore you see yourself worsted, go into the forge, take as many scythe-handles as you think proper, fit their blades

the morning the laborer, getting up

g five rakes with her, and said to the man, "A

t, that though the one she held in her hand raked in great quantities of hay, the othe

pon the grass which was yet standing. Then all the scythes set to work of their own accord, and cut down the grass so quickly that the rakes could not keep pace with them. And so they went on all the rest of the d

now more than myself; so much the better for yo

mount of hay. In the autumn she sent him away, well laden with money, to his own home in the south. The next summer, and mo

n, a good fisherman, and an able workman in whatever he might put his hand to. He always cut his own hay, never using any scythe

man never did. So the neighbor promised, and taking it with him, bound it to a handle and began to work with it. But, sweep as he would, and strain as he would (and sweep and strain he did right lustily), not a single blade of grass fell. Wroth at this, the man tried to sharpen it, but with no avail. Then he took it into his forge, intending to temper it, for, thought he, what harm could that possibly

olly in lending what was not hers to lend. But his wrath was soon over, and he

VANT AND TH

t to church, was found dead when the family returned home. As soon as the report of this was spread abroad, the farmer had the greatest difficulty in procuring servants who would consent to watch alone in the house on that night; unti

e new man-servant, were preparing for church, the farmer said t

e unwise in you to leave your house unprotected; and besides,

he house this night; for whenever we have returned from church on this night, we h

se fears beneath his notice; so the farmer and the rest of th

st he thought that the best thing to do was, first of all to light up the family room; and then to find some place in which to hide himself. As soon as he had lighted all the candles, he moved two planks out o

f, when two fierce and strange-looking men

id, "I smell a

other, "there is n

beds. They took it up, and having dashed it on the ground till every bone in its body was broken, hurled

which they had also brought with them. They feasted noisily, and spent the remainder of the night in drinking and dancing. Two of them were appointed to keep guard, in order to give the company due

his place of concealment into the room, and clashing the two planks together with

ry clothes they had taken off for ease in dancing. In the hurry of flight many were wounded and trodden under foot, while the rest ran into the darkness, the man-servant aft

an knew them to

the wounded ones, and, making a great heap of them all, burned them. When he had finished this ta

The farmer praised him for a brave fellow, and congratulated him on having escaped with his l

it the water-elves ev

CROS

tain cross-roads, from the centre of which you ca

cies of every description, gold, silver, and precious stones, meats and wines, of which they beg you to accept; but you must neither move a limb nor accept a single thing they offer you. If you get so far as this without speaking, elf-women come to you in the likeness of your mother, your sister, or any o

leave you, and with you all the wealth they ha

r accept of their offers, you w

one of them offered him a large lump of mutton-suet, and begged him to take a bite of it. Fusi, who had up to this time gallantly resisted all such offe

MORITZ

69-

ever son for the ministry, the one vocation open to him which meant honor and advancement. The young man studied theology at Greifswald and Jena, but later turned his attention exclusively to history and literature. His early life is delightfully described in his 'Stories and Recollections o

ST

oppressions of Napoleon. In consequence he was obliged to flee to Sweden. After three years he returned under an assumed name, and again took up his work at Greifswald. In 1812, after the occupation of Pomerania by the French, his fierce denunciations again forced him to flee, this time to Russia, the only refuge open to him. There he joined Baron von Stein, who eagerly made use of

oundary'; 'The Soldier's Catechism'; and 'The Militia and the General Levy.' After the disasters of the French in Russia, he returned to Germany, unceasingly

himself of it by producing several historical treatises and his interesting 'Reminiscences of My Public Life.' One of the first acts of Frederick William IV., after his accession, was to restore Arndt to his professorship at Bonn. He took a lively interest in the events of 1848, and belonged to the deputation that offered the im

ius. He was not even a deep scholar. His only great work is his war-songs and patriotic ballads. Germany honors his manly charac

869); the latter in 1878 edited 'Arndt's Letters to a Friend.' J.R. Seeley's 'Life and Adv

E GERMAN'S

e German's

a, or the Sw

he grape glow

ls skim the B

! mor

e German's

e German's

r the Styr

the Master's

ark where f

! mor

e German's

e German's

? Pomerani

nd drifts al

e Danube's

! mor

e German's

e German's

r me that m

rland? or Ty

people plea

! mor

e German's

e German's

r me that m

a surely i

n fame an

! mor

e German's

e German's

name of that

and which p

e Emperor an

! mor

e German's

e German's

last that

sounds the G

hymns to Go

is th

n, that thy

e German's

like oak the

hines clearly

heart aff

is th

n, this thy

e German's

hall foreign

e foes whose

noble soul

is th

y shall be

y that lan

t, God, and

earts, in dee

t truly as

is th

y shall be

OF THE FI

om the trumpets? Hu

l[2] rides in th

mettlesome wa

his glittering s

he Germans: ju

joyful: they're

Bl

mes how his pier

ind him his sno

his age, like a

he battle-field'

he Germans: ju

joyful: they're

his country in

o heaven upli

brand, with a h

he trade that the P

he Germans: ju

joyful: they're

kept. When the

ay youth to the

dance for the Fr

nd clean with a

he Germans: ju

joyful: they're

meadow, he kept

Frenchmen there yie

an headlong for

re sleeping who

he Germans: ju

joyful: they're

Katzbach, his o

moment the Fr

hmen; fly to th

eeches, catch whal

he Germans: ju

joyful: they're

he Elbe, how he c

r town barred the F

the field they a

em the hero ran

he Germans: ju

joyful: they're

glorious fight

ench might strove

stiff lay the f

ld Blücher a fie

he Germans: ju

joyful: they're

g trumpets! Hussar

al, ride like the

er Rhine, in you

ur country, righ

he Germans: ju

joyful; they're

IOTI

ve iron, pu

should be

e sabre, swo

ight han

e gave him

h, and free-

ht fearless

hrough lif

ill we what

st truth,

fellow-cre

t's pay

fall by str

s for sin

nherit Ge

of Germ

, bright

n love,

land, thou b

r to th

ch knave and

and rav

l to the b

shall be

flash forth,

and flam

Germans,

the hol

lift upward

shall upw

man, let e

avery

let sound,

and fife

r sabres, m

with bloo

and with Fren

ous day

Germans so

ur great

et wave, wh

and ban

e purpose,

a hero'

brave rank

ners wav

us freedo

m's death

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83

ol at Birmingham; and, a few years subsequent, principal of the Government Sanskrit College at Poona, in India. In 1856 he published 'Griselda, a Tragedy'; and after his return to London in 1861, translations from the Greek of Herodotus and the Sanskrit of the Indian classic 'Hitopade?a,' the latter under the name of 'The Boo

the White Elephant. Two years after its appearance he published 'Mahabharata,' 'Indian Idylls,' and in 1883, 'Pearls of the Faith; or, Islam's Rosary Being the Ninety-nine Beautiful Names of Allah, with Comments in Verse from Various Oriental Sources.' In 1886 the Sultan conferred on him the Imperial Order of Osmanli, and in 1888 he was created Knight Commander of the Indian Empire by Queen Victoria. 'Sa'di in the Garden; or, The Book of Love' (1888), a poem turning on a part of the 'B?stani' of the Persian poet Sa'di, brought Sir Edwin the Order of the Lion and Sun from the Shah of Persia. I

the very spirit of the East. In numerous cantos, proceeding from episode to episode of its mystical hero's career, its effect is that of a loftily ethical, picturesque, and fascinating biography, in highly polished verse. The metre selected is a graceful and dignified one, especially associated with 'Paradise Lost' and other of the foremost classics of English verse. Sir Edwin says of the poem in his preface, "I have sought, by the medium of an imaginary Buddhis

UTH OF

e Light

rev

pt to all his

heir learning t

yet so wise; p

annered; mod

ted, though of

seman in the

ay chase of th

driver of

st scoured the

the boy would

pass free; woul

ce because the

breath; or if hi

se, or if some

houghts. And eve

mpassionatene

tree grows fro

shade afar;

child of sorrow

ames for things n

be felt. B

garden on a d

d swans passed

-places on Hi

e-notes down t

ds flew, by fo

a, cousin of

w, and loosed

wide wing of t

glide upon the

ll, the bitte

ood-gouts stainin

Prince Siddart

rested it i

es crossed, as L

h a touch the wil

fled vans, calme

to peace with

ntain leaves a

ft hand held, th

forth from the

d healing hone

ttle knew the

y into his wr

b, and winced t

tears to sooth

me who said, "My

fell among t

y you send it.

ddartha: "If th

the slayer m

ves; my cousin

which throbbed i

answered, "T

, is his who f

the clouds, but

e, fair cousin.

neck beside his

ke:--"Say no! t

riad things whi

ercy and love

w, by what wi

teach compa

chless world'

s accursed

e; but if the

it this matt

t their word."

n the busine

ht this thing

se an unknown

ught, the sav

living thing t

ay; the slayer s

sustains: give

ll found just; b

sage for hono

aw a hooded sn

t-times thus! So

s works

not

of grief than t

aled, went joyo

r day the Kin

ee the pleasaunc

uitful earth i

the reaper;

hine when the pi

hs and keeps the K

on with new leav

cries of plow-t

f wells and g

the rich red l

rong shoulders in

ws; the fat soil

aves back from t

feet upon the

urrow deep; a

f the rippli

n the glad eart

nd the spears

sowers who we

gle laughed wit

ickets rustled

, beetle, and

springtime. In

ashed; alone at

coppersmith; b

urple butterf

raced, the mynas

sisters chatter

-tiger hung a

alked among t

ed circles in

nted temple p

cooed from ever

ms beat for som

peace and plent

ed. But, looki

h grow upon thi

peasant sweate

ave to live; a

oxen through th

lvet flanks: the

d on ant, and

h; and how the

of that which

ing the bulbul,

utterflies; t

layer and in

pon death. So

st, savage, g

der, from the

lls his fellow

owman and his

listered with t

which makes all

rtha sighed. "Is

th they brought

eat the peasant'

vice! in the b

and strong! i' t

'en in wate

et me muse on

good Lord Bud

-tree, with a

ues sit, and

this deep di

ource and when

y filled him,

gs, such passio

tress his princ

nd, purged fr

elf, the boy a

st step of

SACRIFICE

e Light

d he

orrowful, s

e they are af

they dare not

with fierce pe

ods who grudge

hell by self-

oly madness

tter through the

f the field!"

r tender face

t, and grateful

these robes of

ld and purple

living, none

auty. O ye pa

e the sky and

laya and the

now ye that y

ender shoot to

n-songs from your

ell so merry i

rots, bee-birds,

e your life, n

better by for

lays ye--being

sed on blood, c

-tormen

he Mast

ount the dust o

black sheep wind

ngering nibble

rom the path, wh

ng. But always

ed, or slung his

d still moving

plets in the f

med one lamb, wh

in the front its

dam hither a

se this littl

Lord did mark

imping lamb u

wooly mother

goest I will

ood to ease one

tch the sorro

ns with the pri

f the herdsmen, "

locks adown un

ening that men f

e the peasants

crifice of go

eep, the which o

ight in worshi

Master, "I w

atiently, bea

rdsmen in the

we low bleati

ey came unto

eyed, young, w

nds--saluted,

he," she said,

me in the fi

ne and reared m

the blossoms,

ut his wrist, wh

ick forked tongue

playmate. But

le and still, I

ease to play, a

ips. And one sa

nd another, '

ld not lose my

hysic, which mig

yes; it was s

of the serpen

ate him, graci

his sport. And

holy man upo

asseth in th

Rishi if th

ails thy son.

ee, whose brow

ew the face-clo

ll what simples

sir! didst spurn

s and touch wit

face-cloth bac

ster, there is

im, if thou could

eek physicians

d. Therefore, I

d-seed, a to

not from any

ther, child, or

l if thou canst

thou spea

aster

derly. "Yea!

ami! But did

se

d, clasping

colder, asking

ungle and tow

ive me mustard

' and each wh

oor are piteo

, 'In my friend'

radventure

or child, or sl

at is this yo

ny and the

anks, I gave th

others, but th

ed, but we have

ed, but our goo

eed, but he tha

in-time and th

uld not find

mustard-seed a

t my child--who

th the wild vine

ce and kiss th

ind this seed a

ed, my baby

, and as the

u hast found,"

hat none finds,

thee. He tho

bosom yest

whole wide world

ll hearts share g

ur my blood if

win the secre

love our anguish

nd pastures to

asts are driven-

ecret: bury t

hey the city

d the Prince, w

na's distant s

n the street and

men kept watch. B

the lamb, the g

ople drew the

buyers and s

ues to gaze on

h lifted hamme

ke; the weaver

scroll, the mon

wries; from the

bull fed free;

ota while the

f our Lord mo

o beautifu

women gatheri

this that bring

nd peace-givi

e? whence hath h

Sakra or t

aid, "It is

ith the Rishis

paced, in med

s! for all my

ndering in the

leating blindly

e dumb beasts whi

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could let life

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hite and c

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th Eternal,

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fire of Love's

the season w

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to res

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brassy sky, bank

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are, his hooded

trailing o'er

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afowl, wholly

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make to slay th

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shade; an

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Nights and Days of

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22-

E EDWARD

t to Oxford in October, 1841. There, as also at school, he won scholarship and prize, and showed poetical talent. He was elected a fellow of Oriel in March, 1845. He taught for a short time at Rugby, but in 1847 became private secretary to Lord Lansdowne, who in 1851 appointed him school inspector. From that time he was engaged mainly in educational labors, as inspector and commissioner

as 'Essays in Criticism,' issued in 1865. Throughout his mature life he was a constant writer, and his collected works of all kinds now fill eleven volumes, exclusive of his letters. In 1857 he was elected Professor of Poetry at Oxford, and there began his career as a lecturer; and this method of public expression he employ

hieved distinction as a critic and as a poet; but although he was earlier in the field as a poet, he was recognized by the public at large first as a critic. The union of the two functions is not unusual in the history of literature; but where success has been attained in both, the critic has commonly sprung from the poet in the man, and his range and quality have been limited thereby. It was so with Dryden and Wordsworth

de warrant. The writer who exercises his critical function under it, however, is plainly a reformer at heart, and labors for the social welfare. He is not an analyst of the form of art for its own sake, or a contemplator of its substance of wisdom or beauty merely. He is not limited to literature or the other arts of expression, but the world

rpose, is it not clear that by "critic" and "criticism" Arnold intended to designate, or at least to convey, something peculiar to his own conception,--not strictly related to literature at all, it may be, but more closely tied to society in its general mental activity? In other words, Arnold was a critic of civilization more than of books, and aimed at illum

eas is most surprising, though the fact is somewhat cloaked by the lucidity of his thought, its logical vigor, and the manner of its presentation. He takes a text, either some formula of his own or some adopted phrase that he has made his own, and from that he starts out only to return to it again and again with ceaseless iteration. In his illustrations, for example, when he has pilloried some poor gentleman, otherwise unknown, for the astound

ll that he touches. He seems to have no more to say. It is probable that his acquaintance with literature was incommensurate with his reputation or apparent scope as a writer. As he has fewer ideas than any other author of his time of the same rank, so he discloses less knowledge of his own or foreign literatures. His occupations forbade wide acquisition; h

n says in his essay on the poetry of Arnold is so apposite here that it will be

he critic's mind is occupied with the form as distinguished from the substance of the Homeric poetry. Even when he concerns himself with the greatest modern poets,--with Shakespeare as in the preface to the earlier edition of his poems, or with Goethe in reiterated poetical criticisms, or when he again and again in his poems treats of Wordsworth,--it is always the style and superficial doctrine of their poetry, not the individual character and unique genius, which occupy him. He will tell you whether a poet is 'sane and clear,' or stormy and fervent; whether he is

says on Byron, Keats, Wordsworth, Milton, or Gray, to cause us to revise the judgment on this point. In fact, so

e work itself final, and endeavor simply to understand it,--form and matter,--and so to mediate between genius and our slower intelligence. He followed neither the psychological nor the aesthetic method. It need hardly be said that he was born too early to be able ever to conceive of l

made them feel that they were becoming cosmopolitan by knowing Joubert; or at home, he rallied them in opposition to the dullness of the period, to "barbarism" or other objectionable traits in the social classes: and he volleyed contempt upon the common multitudinous foe in general, and from time to time cheered them with some delectable examples of single combat. It cannot be concealed that there was much malicious pleasure in it all. He was not indisposed to high-bred cruelty. Like Lamb

th serenity and security unassailable, from within at least--this academic "clearness and purity without shadow or stain" had an overpowering charm to the college-bred and cultivated, who found the rare combination of information, taste, and aggressiveness in one of their own ilk. Above all,

best thrives even in its own sphere; and through him this temper becomes less individual than social, encompassing the whole of life. Few critics have been really less "disinterested," few have kept their eyes less steadily "upon the object": but that fact does not lessen the value of his precepts of disinterestedness and objectivity; nor is it necessary, in becoming "a child of light," to join in spirit the unhappy "remnant" of

gh his unproductiveness in later years has made it appear that he was less fluent and abundant in verse than he really was. The remarkable thing, as one turns to his poems, is the contrast in spirit that they afford to the es

not the human being, that he portrays. As a poet, he expresses the moods of the meditative spirit in view of nature and our mortal existence; and he represents life, not lyrically by its changeful moments, nor tragically by its conflict in great characters, but philosophically by a self-contained and unvarying monologue, deeper or less deep in feeling and with cadences of tone, but always with the same gra

later and stoical time, with the very virtues of patience, endurance, suffering, not in their Christian types, but as they now seem to a post-Christian imagination looking back to the imperial past. There is a difference, it is true, in Arnold's expression of the mood: he is as little Sophoclean as he is Homeric, as little Lucretian as he is Vergilian. The temperament is not the same, not a survival or a revival of the antique, but original and living. And yet the mood of the verse is felt at once to be a reincarnation of the deathless spirit of Hellas, that in other ages also has made beautiful and solemn for a time the shadowed places of the Christian world. If one does not realize this, he must miss the secret of the tranquillity, the

s of what that movement of mind is, and interested in the literary productions that reflect it. It might be fairly urged that I have less poetical sentiment than Tennyson, and less intellectual vigor and abundance than Browning; yet because I have, perhaps, more of a fusion of the two than either of them, and have more regularly applied that fusion to the main line of modern development, I am like

nd obtained an inspiration, and was seeking the goal of all his being. In the method of approach, too, as well as in the character of the experience, there was a profound difference between the two poets. Arnold sees with the outward rather than the inward eye. He is pictorial in a way that Wordsworth seldom is; he uses detail much more, and gives a group or a scene with the externality of a painter. The method resembles that of Tennyson rather than that of Wordsworth, and has more direct analogy with the Greek manner than with the mode

alks and all t

red and whit

t-flowers a

rd the cuckoo

ld, through the

lleying rain and

oice"! Or to take another notable example, which, like the Oxus passage, is a fine c

huntsman, c

im a fresh

r forest-kno

k round him,

ar rustles

unds snuff th

hounds keep

thy dogs in

and with

tasseled

cal art, with that accent of forethought which turns the beautiful into the aesthetic. This is a method which Wordsworth never used. Take one of his pictures, the 'Reaper' for example, and see the difference. The one is out-of-doors, the other is of the studio. The purpose of these illustrations is to

stic stress," and a near and intimate revelation to the soul of truths that were his greatest joy and support in existence. Arnold finds there no inhabitancy of God, no such streaming forth

, the mute t

hills about

that falls

rawled rocks,

lend their

r rather th

human life to nothingness,--it is in these ways that nature has value in Arnold's verse. Such a poet may describe natural scenes well, and obtain by means of them contrast to human conditions, and decorative beauty; but he does not penetrate nature or interpret what her significance is in the human spirit, as the more emot

d, salt, estr

eems ancient rather than modern, the feeling of a Greek

ling is moral, the predominant impression is of austerity; if it is intellectual, the predominant impression is of sadness. He was not in

e, let u

r! for the wo

us like a la

so beautif

ther joy, nor l

nor peace, nor

rt as the most remarkable of all his lyrics. From a poet so deeply impressed with this aspect of existence, and unable to find its remedy or its counterpart in the harmony of life, no joyful or hopeful word can be expected, and none is found. The second thing about life which he dwells on is its futility; though he bids one strive and work, and points to the example of the strong whom he has known, yet one feels that his voice rings more true when he writes of Obermann than in any other of the elegiac poems. In such verse as the 'Summer Night,' again, the genuineness of the moo

ookish atmosphere of the verse, in its vocabulary, its elegance of structure, its precise phrase and its curious allusions (involving footnotes), and in fact, throughout all its form and structure. So self-conscious is it that it becomes frankly prosaic at inconvenient times, and is more often on the level of eloquent and graceful rhetoric than of poetry. It is frequently liquid and melodious, bu

ion of private life he is shown to have been a man of exceptional constancy and plainness. The letters are mainly home letters; but a few friendships also yielded up their hoard, and thus the circle of private life is made complete. Every one must take delight in the mental association with Arnold in the scenes of his existence, thus daily

nd the humanity of his home, the gift that these letters bring may be appreciated. That gift is the man himself; but set in the atmosphere of home, with son-ship and fatherhood, sisters and brothers, with the bereavements of years fully accomplished, and those of babyhood and boyhood,--a sweet and wholesome English home,

GENCE A

says in

eristics, energy and honesty; and if we are judged favorably and positively, not invidiously and negatively, our chief characteristics are no doubt these: energy and honesty, not an open and clear mind, not a quick and flexible intelligence. Openness of mind and flexibility of intelligence were very signal characteristics of the Athenian people in ancient times; everybody will feel that. Openness of mind and flexibility of intelligence

te its probable special line of successful activity in the intellectual sphere, and, it is true, certain imperfections and failings to which in this sphere it will always be subject. Genius is mainly an affair of energy, and poetry is mainly an affair of genius; therefore a nation whose spirit is characterized by energy may well be eminent in poetry;--and we have Shakespeare. Again, the highest reach of science is, one may say, an inventive power, a faculty of divination, akin to the highest power exercised in poetry; therefore a nation whose spirit is characterized by energy may well be eminent in science;--and we have Newton.

n which they depend, will more or less suffer by this shortcoming. In poetry, however, they are after all secondary, and energy is the first thing; but in prose they are of first-rate importance. In its prose literature, therefore, and in the routine of intellectual work generally, a nation with no particular gifts for these will not be so successful. These are what, as I have said, can to a certain degree be learned and appropriated, while the free activity of genius cannot. Academies consecrate and maintain them, and therefore a nation with an eminent turn for them naturally establishes academies. So far as routine and autho

from the very same defects which impair his prose, and he cannot express himself with thorough success in it, but how much more powerful a personage does he appear in it, by dint of feeling and of originality and movement of ideas, than when he is writing prose! With a Frenchman of like stamp, it is just the reverse: set him to write poetry, he is limited, artificial, and impotent; set him to write prose, he is free, natural, and effective. The power of Fre

s the sequel to the literature of the French "great century," to this literature of intelligence, as by comparison with our Elizabethan literature we may call it; what did it lead up to? To the French literature of the eighteenth century, one of the most powerful and pervasive intellectual agencies that have ever existed,--the greatest European force of the eighteenth century. In science, again, we had Newton, a genius of the very highest order, a type of genius in science if ever there was one. On the continent, as a sort of counterpart to Newton, there was Leibnitz; a man, it seems to me (though on these matters I speak under correction), of much les

ESS AN

lture an

as curiosity; it is valued either out of sheer vanity and ignorance, or else as an engine of social and class distinction, separating its holder, like a badge or title, from other people who have not got it. No serious man would call this culture, or attach any

d in the word curiosity, thinking enough was said to stamp M. Sainte-Beuve with blame if it was said that he was impelled in his operations as a critic by curiosity, and omitting either to perceive that M. Sainte-Beuve himself, and many other people with him, would consider that this was praiseworthy and not blameworthy, or to point out why it ought really to be accounted worthy of blame and not of praise. For as there is a curiosity about intellectual matters which is futile, and merely a disease, so there is certainly a curiosity--a desire after the things of the mind simply for their own sakes and for the pleasure of seeing them as they are--which is, in an intelligent being, natural and

, the noble aspiration to leave the world better and happier than we found it,--motives eminently such as are called social,--come in as part of the grounds of culture, and the main and pre-eminent part. Culture is then properly described not as having its origin in curiosity, but as having its origin in the love of perfection; it is a study of perfection. It moves by the force, not merely or

turities of this, for a basis of action: what distinguishes culture is, that it is possessed by the scientific passion as well as by the passion of doing good; that it demands worthy notions of reason and the will of God, and does not readily suffer its own crude conceptions to substitute themselves for them. And knowing that no action or institut

a broad basis, must have sweetness and light for as many as possible. Again and again I have insisted how those are the happy moments of humanity, how those are the marking epochs of a people's life, how those are the flowering times for literature and art and all the creative power of genius, when there is a national glow of life and thought, when the whole of society is in the fullest measure permeated by thought, sensible to beauty, intelligent and alive. Only it must be real thought and real beauty; real sweetness and real light. Plenty of people will try to give the masses, as they call them, an intellectual food prepared and adapted in the way they think proper for the actual condition of the masses. The ordinary popular literature is an example of t

s emotion and enthusiasm which Abélard excited. Such were Lessing and Herder in Germany, at the end of the last century; and their services to Germany were in this way inestimably precious. Generations will pass, and literary monuments will accumulate, and works far more perfect than the works of Lessing and Herder will be produced in Germany; and yet the names of these two men will fill a German with a reverence and enthusiasm such as the names of the most gifted masters will hardly awaken. And why? Because they humanized knowledge; because they broadened the basis of life and intelligence; because they worked powerfully to diffuse sweetness and light, to make reason and the will of God p

c class, who of this passion, too, as of the passion for asserting one's personal liberty, are the great natural stronghold. The care of the Barbarians for the body, and for all manly exercises; the vigor, good looks, and fine complexion which they acquired and perpetuated in their families by these means,--all this may be observed still in our aristocratic class. The chivalry of the Barbarians, with its characteristics of high spirit, choice manners, and distinguished bearing,--what is this but the attractive commencement of the politeness of our aristocratic class? In some Barbarian noble, no doubt, one would have admired, if one could have been then alive to see it, the rudiments of our politest peer. Only, all this culture (to call it by that name) of the Barbarians was an exterior culture mainly. It consisted principally in outward gifts and graces, in looks, manners, accomplishments, prowess. The chief inward gifts which had part in it were the most exterior, so to speak, of inward gifts, those which come nearest to outward ones; they were courage, a high spirit, self-confidence. Far within, and unawakened, lay a whole range of powers o

s, name the former, in my own mind, The Barbarians. And when I go through the country, and see this and that beautiful an

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says in

nd to my own discredit only, and not to touch Oxford. Beautiful city! so venerable,

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CHARD

n Brittany or in Wales, had been growing and changing for some centuries, before the fanciful 'Historia Britonum' of Geoffrey of Monmouth flushed them with color and filled them with new life. Through the version of the good Benedictine they soon became a vehicle for

y was made in French about 1270, by the Italian Rustighello of Pisa; in German, about two centuries later, by Ulrich Füterer; and in English by Sir Thomas Malory in his 'Morte d'Arthur,' finished "the ix. yere of the reygne of kyng Edward the Fourth," and one of the first books published in England by Caxton, "emprynted and fynysshed in th'abbey Westmestre the last day of July, the yere of our Lord MCCCCLXXXV." It is of interest to note, as an indication of the popularity of the Arthurian legends, that Caxton printed the 'Morte d'Arthur' eight years before he

that touching interview in the second cycle of the Inferno between the poet and Francesca da Rimini, which Carlyle has called "a thing woven out

ne

ght, we read

hralled. Alone

us. Oft-times

drawn togeth

ltered cheek. B

When of that

mile, raptur

in love, then

separate, at

issed. The book

veyors. In its

ad no

e, Boiardo, Ariosto, and Tasso, by Hans Sachs in Germany, by Spenser

st chiefs of

such legends

re read in our tong, sauyng certaine bookes of Cheualrie, as they sayd, for pastime and pleasure, which, as some say, were made in Monasteries, by idle Monkes, or wanton Chanons; as one for example, 'Morte Arthure': the whole pleasure of

of the 'Faerie Queene,' "is to fashion a gentleman or noble person in vertuous and gentle discipline;" and for this purpose he therefore "chose the historye of King Arthure

English language. Milton intended at one time that the subject of the great poem for which he was "pluming his wings" should be King Arthur, as may be seen, i

acred feet have

made august th

uched and left th

, and when the Restoration gave him leisure once more to court the Muse, he had come to doubt

t re

romance of U

-"For who Arthur was, and whether ever any such reign'd in Brita

King Arthur, meditated, according to Sir Wal

n in immor

the Table R

ribald Ki

l on to make

m,' and where the manuscript was defective, composed a portion aft

ip do t

es that

es do th

fferent

e of B

e white

ip she

ng to

seyl tho m

er la

annye ne

murning

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yn did s

re con

r

lovers

schal

Charles Swinburne, in England; Edgar Quinet in France; Wilhelm Hertz, L. Schneegans, F. Roeber, in Germany; Richard Hovey in America. There have been many other approved variations on Arthurian themes, such as James Russell Lowell's 'Vision of Sir Launfal,' and Richard Wagner's operas, 'Lohengrin,' 'Tristan and I

mony with its inherent nature and spirit. It is recognized that the stuff whereof great poetry is made is not the arbitrary creation of the poet, and cannot be manufactured to order. "Genuine poetic material," it has been said, "is handed down in the imagination of man from generation to generation, changing its spirit according to the spirit of each age, and reaching its full development only when in the course of time the favorable conditions coincide." Inasmuch as the subject-matter of the Arthurian legends is not the cre

adequate which leaves out of consideration the history of the subject-matter, and its treatment by other poets; which, in short, ignores its possibilities and its significance. With respect to the origin and the early history of the Arthurian legend, much remains to be established. Whether its original home was in Wales, or among the neighboring Celts across the sea in Brittany, whither many of the Celts of Britain fled a

oly Grail cycle, (4) the Launcelot cycle, (5) the Tristan cycle,--which at first developed independently, were, in the latter h

obably a leader of the Celtic tribes of England in their struggles with the Saxon invade

those, till our

once more on

solace in song for the hard facts of life. In the fields of imagination he won the victories denied him on the field of battle, and he clustered these triumphs against the enemies of his race about the name and the person of the magnanimous Arthur. When the descendants of the Saxons were in their turn overcome by Norman conquerors, the heart of the Celtic world was profoundly stirred. Ancient memories awoke, and, yearning for the restoration of British greatness, men rehearsed the deeds of him who had been king, and of whom it was proph

h additions and modifications, Layamon reproduced Wace. So the story grew. In the mean time, other poets in other lands had taken up the theme, connecting with it other cycles of legend already in existence. In 1205, when Layamon wrote his 'Brut,' unnumbered versions of the history of King Arthur, with which had been woven the legend of the Holy Grail, had already appeared among the principal nations of

r's knights. The "peers" of the Charlemagne legend are thus transformed into knights-errant, who fight for ladies and for honor. The result of this interpenetration of the two cycles is a splendid world of love and cortesia, whose constituent elements it defies the Arthurian scholar to trace. Truly, as Dr. Sommer has said in his erudite edition of Malory's 'La Morte d'Arthur.' "The origin and relationship to one another of these branches of romance, whether in prose or in verse, are involved in great obscurity." He adds that it would a

, with hints from local tales, supplied all the bases that Geoffrey had. But his son, Professor Gaston Paris, in his 'Littérature Fran?aise au Moyen Age,' emphasizes the importance of the "Celtic" contribution, as does also Mr. Alfred N

d. He gained personal distinction only as a virtuoso. The permanent elements of what he presented, the material, the ideas, even the style and metre, already existed. The work of the singer was only a ripple in the stream of national poetry. Who can say how much the

nt form (i.e., about a half-century after Geoffrey), says:--"Compared with the unknown poets who gave their present shape to the 'Nibelungenlied' or to the 'Chanson de Roland,' he is an individual writer; but he is far from deserving this epithet even in the sense that Chaucer deserves

the relation of all these versions to one another? Which are the oldest, and which are copies, and of what versions are they copies? What is the land of their origin, and what is the significance of their symbolism? These problems, weighty in tracing the growth of medi?val ideals,

e closing decades of the twelfth century and in the century following. Tho

first warbler, w

e melodious b

times of gr

ds that e

aroused the zeal of poets. The famous troubadour Bernard de Ventadorn--"with whom," says Ten Brink, "the Proven?al art-poesy entered upon the period of its florescence"--followed her to England, and addressed to her his impassioned verse. Wace, the Norman-French trouvere, dedicated to her his 'Brut.' The ruling classes of England at this time were truly cosmopolitan, familiar with the poetic material o

rned with princesses of the East as their brides, and these were accompanied by splendid trains, including minstrels and poets. Thus Europe gathered in new poetic material, which stimulated and developed the poetical activity of the age. Furthermore, the Crusades had aroused an intense idealism, which, as always, deman

rimathea from Palestine to Britain, but was now, alas, vanished quite from the sight of man. It was the holy quest for this sacred vessel, to which the knights of the Round Table now bound themselves,--this "search for the supernatural," this "struggle for the spiritual," this blending of the spirit of Christianity with that of chivalry,--which immediately transformed the Arthurian legend, and gave to its heroes immortality. At once a new spirit breathes in the old legend. In a

impelled to reply to Berengar, who had been his personal friend; and he did so in the 'Liber Scintillarum,' which was a vigorous, indeed a violent, defense of the doctrine denied by Berengar. Berengar died in 1088; but he left a considerable body of followers. The heretics were anathematized by the Second Lateran Ecumenical Counci

y defined. In the mean time there was interminable discussion respecting the nature of this "real presence," respecting transubstantiation and consubstantiation and impanation, respecting the actual presence of the body and blood of Christ under the appearance of the bread and wine, or the presence of the body and blood together with the bread and wine. The professor of philosophy in the University of Oxford, who passes daily through Logic Lane, has said that there the followers of Duns Scotus and Thomas Aquinas were wont to come to blows in the eagerness of their discussion

s treatment of the sin of Guinevere and Launcelot, and the treatment of the theme by Tennyson. Malory's Arthur is not so much wounded by the treachery of Launcelot, of whose relations to Guinevere he had long been aware, as he is angered at Sir Modred for making public those disclosures which made it necessary for him and Sir Launcelot to "bee at debate." "Ah! Agravaine, Agravaine," cries the King, "Jesu forgive it thy soule! for thine evill will that thou and thy brother Sir Modred had unto Sir Launcelot hath caused all this sorrow.... Wit you well my heart was never so heavie as

ue to dream un

not made his life so sweet that

ive thee, a

ives

an on our fair

hat world wher

et before hig

o me, and cla

e of the noblest pass

hing also on the Tristan of Hans Sachs, and the Tristram who, because he is true to love, is the darling of the old romances, and is there--notwithstanding that his love is the wedded wife of a

orship. The poem belonged to him who could recall it. And as each minstrel felt free to adopt whatever poem he found or heard that pleased him, so he felt free also to modify the incidents thereof, guided only by his experience as to what pleased his hearers. Hence the countless variations in the treatment of the theme, and the value of the conclusions that may be drawn as to the moral sentiment of an age, the quality of whose moral judgments is indicated by the prevailing tone of the songs which persisted because they pleased. Unconformable variations, which express the view of an individual rather than the view of a people, may have come down to us in an accidentally preserved manuscript; but the songs which were sung by the poets of all lands give expression to the view of life of the age, and reveal the morals and the ideals of nations, whose history in this respect may otherwise be lost to us. What some of these ideals were, as revealed

F MONMOUTH'S 'H

FATHER, IN THE KINGDOM OF B

as then only fifteen years old, but a youth of such unparalleled courage and generosity, joined with that sweetness of temper and innate goodness, as gained for him universal love. When his coronation was over, he, according to usual custom, showed his bounty and munificence to the people. And such a number of soldiers flocked to him upon it that his treasury was not able to answer that vast expense. But such a spirit of generosity, joined with valor, can never long want means to support itself. Arthur, therefore, the better to keep up his munificence, resolved to make use of his cou

HE TREACHEROUS SAXONS, OF WH

xample, who condescended to lay down his life for his brethren. If, therefore, any of you shall be killed in this war, that death itself, which is suffered in so glorious a cause, shall be to him for penance and absolution of all his sins." At these words, all of them, encouraged with the benediction of the holy prelate, instantly armed themselves.... Upon [Arthur's shield] the picture of the blessed Mary, Mother of God, was painted, in order to put him frequently in mind of her.... In this manner was a great part of that day also spent; whereupon Arthur, provoked to see the little advantage he had yet gained, and that victory still continued in sus

REASES HIS

ts. At length the fame of his munificence and valor spreading over the whole world, he became a terror to the kings of other countries, who grievously feared the loss of their dominions if he should make any attempt upon them.... Arthur formed a design for the conquest of all Europe.... At the end of nine years, in which time all the parts of Gaul were entirely reduced, Arthur returned back to Paris, where he kept his court, and

DS A SOLEM

for on one side it was washed by that noble river, so that the kings and princes from the countries beyond the seas might have the convenience of sailing up to it. On the other side, the beauty of the meadows and groves, and magnificence of the royal palaces, with lofty, gilded roofs that adorned it, made it even rival the grandeur of Rome. It was also famous for two churches: whereof one was built in honor of the martyr Julius, and adorned with a choir of virgins, who had devoted themselves wholly to the service of God; but the other, which was founded in memory of St. Aaron, his companion, and maintained a convent of canons, was the third metropolitan church of Britain. Besides, there was a college of two hundred philosophers, w

ere followed a retinue of women, making all imaginable demonstrations of joy. When the whole procession was ended, so transporting was the harmony of the musical instruments and voices, whereof there was a vast variety in both churches, that the knights who attended were in doubt which to prefer, and therefore crowded from the one to the other by turns, and were far from being tired with the solemnity, though the whole day had been spent in it. At last, when divine service was over at both churches, the king and queen put off their crowns, and putting on their lighter ornaments, went to the banquet, he to one palace with the men, she to another with the women. For the Britons still observed the ancient custom of Troy, by which the men and women used to celebrate their festivals apart. When they had all taken their seats according to precedence, Caius, the sewer, in rich robes of ermine, with a thousand young noblemen, all in like manner clothed with ermine, served up the dishes. From anoth

AT THE CORONATION, ARTHUR

rage them. Others spent the remainder of the day in other diversions, such as shooting with bows and arrows, tossing the pike, casting of heavy stones and rocks, playing at dice and the like, and all these inoffensively and without quarreling. Whoever gained the victory in any of these sports was awarded with a rich prize by Arthur. In this manner

DRED THE GOVERNMENT OF BRITAIN,

er his landing at the port of Rutupi, and joining battle with him, made a very great slaughter of his men.... After they had at last, with much difficulty, got ashore, they paid back the slaughter, and put Modred and his army to flight. For by long practice in war they had learned an excellent way of ordering their forces; which was so managed that while their foot were employed either in an assault or upon the defensive, the horse would come in at fu

r from all parts of the field, maintained their ground with undaunted courage. The fight now grew more furious than ever, and proved fatal to almost all the commanders and their forces.... And even the renowned King Arthur himself was mortally w

HOLY

y's 'Morte

what is your name? I require you

, "wit ye well, my name i

the forrain countrey, and nigh cousi

old, and therewithal there was such a savor as though all the spicery of the world had been there; and forthwithal there was upon the table all manner of meates and drinkes that they could thinke u

r Launcelot, "wha

hen this thing goeth about, the round table shall bee broken. And wit ye well,"

uncelot led their lives t

RISTEN A

12-

ple he had begun to collect folk-tales and legends, and afterward, on long foot-tours undertaken in the pursuit of his favorite studies, he added to this store. In co-operation with his lifelong friend, J?rgen Moe, subsequently Bishop of Christiansand, he published in 1838 a first collection of folk-stories. In later years his study of folk-lore went on side by side with his study of zo?logy. At

ition until 1864, when he was sent by the government to Holland, Germany, and Denmark, to investigate the turf industry. On his return he was made the head of

s a collector of folk-lore has in a great measure overshadowed this phase of his activity. His greatest works are--'Norske Folke-eventyr' (Norwegian Folk Tales), in collaboration with Moe, which appeared in 1842-44, and subsequently in many editions; 'Norske Huldre-eventyr og Folkesagn' (Norwegian Fairy Tales and Folk Legends) in 1845. In the

untry, but has been widely translated into the other languages of Europe. Norwegian literature in particular owe

OF THE MO

Mountain-side. He and his wife lived in such harmony together, and were so well matched, that whatever the husband did, seem

rs lying at the bottom of a chest, and in the stall

e ought to have a few shillings in hand as well as others. The hundred dollars at the bottom of the chest we had better not touch; but I do not see wh

ok the cow and went to the town in order to sell it: but when h

ve both stall and collar for her, and it is no farther to go bac

etter to have than a pig;" so he made an exchange with the owner of the goat. He now walked on for an hour, when he met a man with a sheep; with him he exchanged his goat: "for," thought he, "it is always better to have a sheep than a goat." After walking some way again, meeting a man with a goose, he changed away the sheep for the goose; then going on a long way, he met a man with a cock, and thought to him

ne with you in town?

my luck, neither can I exactly complain of it." He then

get home to your wife," said his neighbor. "

; "but whether they are good or bad, I have such a gentle

eighbor; "but I do not think she w

untain-side. "I have got a hundred dollars in m

evening drew on, when they set out together for Gudbrand's house; having agreed that

ing," said

d his wife, "thank

e then began asking him ho

of; for when I reached the town there was no one w

e ought to ride to church as well as others; and if we can afford to keep a h

ot the horse; for as I went along the

pork and bacon in my house to offer anybody when they come to see us. What should we have done with a hors

laimed Gudbrand; "for when I had gone a littl

pig? People would only have said that we eat everything we own. Yes, now that I have a go

me the goat; for when I came a little furth

done with a goat? I must have climbed up the mountains and wandered through the valleys to bring it home in the evening. With a

Gudbrand, "for as I went a little fur

ave I much desire to toil and labor to make clothes; we can purchase clothing as we have hitherto: now I shall have roast goo

Gudbrand; "as I came on a little fu

st as good as if thou hadst bought an eight-day clock; for as the cock crows every morning at four o'clock, we can be stirring betimes. What

or when I had gone a long, long way, I became so hungry that I wa

e our own masters; we can lie as long as we like in the morning. God be praised, I have got thee here safe again, a

on your hundred dollars?" asked he of the nei

Thorpe in 'Yule-Tide S

IDOW'

and gain his own livelihood. So the youth set out, and after wandering about for a day or two he met a stranger. "Whither art thou going?" asked the man. "I am going out in the world to see if I can get employment," answe

and drink, and very little or nothing to do; bu

efrain, but went into one of the rooms. He looked around, but saw nothing except a shelf over the door, with a whip made of briar on it. "This was well worth forbidding me so strictly from seeing," thought the youth. When the eight days had passed the man came home again. "Thou hast not, I hope, been into any of my rooms," said he. "No, I ha

the forbidden rooms. In one apartment he found only a shelf over the door, on which lay a huge stone and a water-bottle. "This is also something to be in such fear about," thought the youth again. When the man came home, he asked whether he had been in any of the rooms. "No, he had not," was the answer. "I shall soon see," said the man; and when he found that the yout

rge copper kettle, that boiled and boiled, yet he could see no fire under it. "I should like to know if it is hot," thought the youth, dipping his finger down into it; but when he drew it up again he found that all his finger was gilt. He scraped and washed it, but the gilding was not to be removed; so he tied a rag over it, and when the man returned and asked him what was the matter

ed. One, two, even three weeks the youth refrained from entering the forbidden room; but then, having no longer any command over himself, he stole in. There stood a large black horse in a stall, with a trough

kill you. Now you must go up into the chamber above this, and take one of the suits of armor that hang there: but on no account take

ut nevertheless did so. When he had washed himself, he became comely and plump, and as red and white as milk and blood, and much stronger than before. "Are you sensible of any change?" asked the horse. "Yes," answered the youth. "Try to lift me,"

think I hear a noise. Look round: can you see anything?" "A great many men are coming after us,--certainly a scor

ining on them. "Throw now the thorn whip over your sho

or something wherewith to hew a road through the wood. After some time the horse again said, "Look back: can you see anything now?" "Yes, a whole multitude of pe

e horse again bade him look back: he then saw a multitude like a whole army; they were so bright that they glittered in the sun. "Well, that is the Troll with all his friends," said the horse. "Now throw the water bottle behind you, but take good care to spill nothing

drink it all up, and they gulped and gulped till th

only; lift my saddle off and hang everything up in that large hollow linden; make yourself then a wig of pine-moss, go to the royal palace whic

frightful." "That I cannot," answered the youth, "for I am not very clean in the head." "Dost thou think then that I will have thee in the kitchen, if such be the case?" said she; "go to the master of the horse: thou art fittest to carry muck from the stables." When the master of the horse told him to take off his wig, he got the same answer, so he refused to have him. "

en off his moss wig and was standing washing himself, and appeared so handsome it was a pleasure to look on him.

ervants will lie with him," answered the gardener. "Let him come this evening and lie by the do

stairs that evening he stamped and made such a noise that they were obliged to beg of him to go more gently, lest it might come to the king's knowledge. When within the chamber, he lay down and began immediately to snore. The princess then said to her waiting-maid, "Go gently and pull off his moss wig." Creeping softly toward him, she was about to snatch

esolved on putting him to death. This, however, he did not do, but cast him into prison, and his daughter he confined to her room, not allowing her to

he begged the jailer would go to the king for him, and propose to let him have armor and a sword, and allow him to follow to the war. All the courtiers laughed when the jailer made known his errand to the king. They begged

eating and calling to the jade, "Hie! wilt thou go? hie! wilt thou go?" This amused all the others, who laughed and jeered as they passed. But no sooner were they all

s attendants wondered who it could be that came to their help; but no one had been near enough to speak to him, and when the battle was over he was away. When they returne

assed by than he ran again to the linden, and everything took place as on the previous day. Every one wondered who the stranger warrior was

threw him his handkerchief that he might bind it about his leg. When they marched forth the third morning there sat the youth calling to his horse, "Hie! wilt thou go? hie! wilt thou go?" "No, no! he will stay there till he starves," said the king's men as

th great joy, and carried him with them up to the royal palace, and the princess, who saw them from her window, was so delighted no one could tell. "There com

w king, having obtained the half of the realm--spoke to him and asked him what he wanted, the horse said, "I have now helped thee forward in the world, and I will live no longer: thou must take thy sword, and cut my h

oke he was so distressed that he turned his face away; but no sooner had he struck

king of the country whose sovereign you slew yesterday; it was he who cast over me a horse's semblance, and sold me to the Troll. A

ds as long as they lived, and the

R AS

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in the flexible and simple use of his native tongue, but they had not surpassed him. The usage of the time was still to write works of importance in Latin, and Ascha

ing the study of the classics; but seems to have had a somewhat checkered academic career, both as student and teacher. His poverty was excessive, and he made many unsuccessful attempts to secure patronage and position; till at length, in 1545, he published his famous treatise on Archery, 'Toxophilus,' which he pres

post to return to Cambridge as public orator,--whence one may guess as a main reason for so excellent a teacher having so hard a time to live, that like many others he liked to talk about his profession better than to practice it. Going abroad shortly afterw

R AS

e was so well pleased with Ascham's theories that he, with others, entreated him to write a practical work on the subject. 'The Schoolmaster' argues in favor of gentleness rather than force on the part of an instructor. Then he commends his own method of teaching Latin by double translation, offers remarks on Latin prosody, and touches on other pedagogic themes. Both this and the 'Toxophilus' show a pure, straightforward, easy style. Contemporary tes

-5. There is an authoritative edition of the 'Schoolmaster' in the Arber Series of old English reprints.

ENESS IN

he Scho

if he dance not well, and cherish him though he learn not well, you shall have him unwilling to go to dance, and glad to go to his book; knock him always when he draweth his shaft ill, and favor him again though he fault at his book, you shall have him very loth to be in the field, and very willing to be in the school. Yea, I say more, and not of myself, but by the judgment of those from whom few wise men will gladly

e learned when we were young. And this is not strange, but common in all nature's works. "Every man seeth (as I said before) new wax is best for printing, new clay fittest for working, new-shorn wool aptest for soon and surest dyeing, new fresh flesh for good and durable salting." And this similitude is not rude, nor borrowed of the larder-house, but out of his school-house, of whom the wisest of England need not

into a right and plain way of learning; surely children kept up in God's fear, and governed by Hi

sobedience; surely it is hard with gentleness, but impossible with severe cruelty, to call them back to good frame again. For where the one perchance may bend it, the other shall surely brea

mn, to ply this way or that way to good or to b

ild for virtue and learning, I will gladly report; which ma

you, madame," quoth I, "to this deep knowledge of pleasure? and what did chiefly allure you unto it, seeing not many women, but very few men, have attained thereunto?" "I will tell you," quoth she, "and tell you a truth, which perchance ye will marvel at. One of the greatest benefits that ever God gave me, is, that he sent me so sharp and severe parents, and so gentle a schoolmaster. For when I am in presence either of father or mother, whether I speak, keep silence, sit, stand, or go, eat, drink, be merry, or sad, be sewing, playing, dancing, or doing anything else, I must do it, as it were, in such weight, measure, and number, even so perfectly, as God made the world; or else I am so sharply taunted, so cruelly

memory, and because also it was the last talk that ever I had

Y AND E

'Toxo

erefore, as concerning music, I can be content to grant you your mind; but as for shooting, surely I suppose that you cannot persuade me, by no means, that a man can be earnest in i

stress over learning. Yet this I marvel not a little at, that ye think a man with a bow on his back is more like Robin Hood's servant than Apoll

always my bow w

n, were put to nurse to a lady called Euphemis, which had a son named Erotus, with whom the nine Muses for his excellent shooting kept evermore company withal, and used daily to shoot together in the Mount Parnassus; and at last it chanced this Erotus to die, whose death the Muses lamented greatly, and fell all upon their knees afore

ompanions which love shooting heard you, they would think you made it but a trifling and fabling mat

ey give other men example what thing they should do, even so by their shooting they plainly show what honest pastime other men given to learning may honestly use. That earnest study must be recreated with honest pastime, sufficiently I have proved afore, both by reason and authority of the best learned men that ever wrote. Then seeing pastimes be leful [lawful], the most fittest for learning is to be sought for. A pastime, saith Aristotle, must be like a medicine. Medicines stand by contraries; therefore, the nature of studying considered, the fittest pastime shall soon appear. In study every part of the body is idle, which thing causeth gross and cold humors to gather together and vex scholars very much; the mind is altogether bent and set on work. A pastime then must be had where every part of the body must be labored, to separate and lessen such humors withal; the mind must be unbent, to gather and fetch again his quickness withal. Thus pastimes for the mind only be nothing fit for students, because the body, which is most hurt by study, should take away no profit

HE

Centu

ity of the Nile Delta; and that after living at Alexandria he migrated to Rome. His date is presumptively fixed in the early part of the third century by his inclusion of Ulpian, the eminent jurist (whose death occurred A.D. 228)

uting the major portion of the work, have been pronounced authentic by eminent scholars with Bentley at their head. Without the slightest pretense of literary skill, the 'Feast of the Learned' is an immense storehouse of Ana, or table-talk. Into its receptacles the author gathers fruitage from nearly every branch of contemporary learning. He seemed to anticipate Macaulay's "vice of omniscience," though he lacked Macaulay's incomparable literary

d greeted him with Ithyphallic hymns and dances. Stationed by his chariot-wheels, they sang and danced and chanted that he alone was a real god; the rest were sleeping or were on a journe

ng versification. It belongs to the class of Prosodia, or processional hymns, which the greatest poets delighted to produce, and which were sung at religious festivals by

ghtiest gods, a

ur town a

emeter an

d day is

her Daughter'

omps att

a god should

h laughin

riumph! Friends a

shine ab

ars to circle

sun to

g of Poseidon,

of Aph

ities keep f

ars, thou

or they will n

r eye b

one, but living,

prayer

ce! Give, dearest

Lord an

not on Thebes, b

gloat an

he who sits u

at old

our flesh an

longe

ver thus the

pon his

u, or, if not

s to h

Sphinx down from

ne will c

us delighted to gather; and he tells how in springtime the children used to go about from door

she is here,

ringing, fair

lly is

black a

our ri

forth

ine, and

f not

and ba

ow deigns

have? or must

ive: if not, we'

oor hence w

the lint

nd home your

s so

off will be

give, give

en, to the s

men, but merr

ls. The discursiveness with which topics succeed each other, their want of logic or continuity, and the pelting fire of quotations in prose and verse, make a strange mixture. It may be compared to one of those dishes known both to ancients and to moderns, in which a great variety of scraps is enriched with condiments to the obliteration of all indiv

n a connected statement, and when all were

o wonder at, Though there is no

does not usually give wisdom.' And Timon said, ... 'For what is the use of so many names, my

his saving pedantry. Scholars find the 'Feast of the Learned' a quarry of quotations from classical writers whose works have perished. Nearly eight hundred writers and twenty-four hundred separate writings are referred to and cited in this disorderly encyclopedia, most of them now lost and forgotten. This literary thrift wi

NILE O

'Deipno

osite direction hinders the flow of the waters; and the waves of the sea, dashing against the mouth of the river, and coming on with a fair wind in the same direction, beat back the river, and in this manner the Nile becomes full to overflowing. But Anaxagoras, the natural philosopher, s

RESERVE

'Deipno

, when poured into a brazen or silver vessel, does not produce a blackish sediment. Hippocrates says, "Water which is easily warmed or easily chilled is alway lighter." But that water is bad which takes a long time to boil vegeta

best which flow from high ground, and from dry hills, "for they are white and sweet, and are able to bear very little wine, and are warm in winter and cold in summer." And he praises those most, the springs of which break toward the east, and especially toward the northeast, for they must be inevitably clear and fragrant and light. Diocles says that water is good for the digestion and not apt

ay by day, when the day of the Thesmophorian festival came round, and the women of his household besought him not to die during the festival, in order that they might not be debarred from their share in the festivities, was persuaded, and ordered a vessel full of honey to be set near him: and in this way he lived many days with no other support than honey; and then some days after, when the honey had been taken away, he died. But Democritus had always been fond of honey; and he once answered a man, who asked him how h

OF SOME G

e Deipn

Helena who ate more than any other woman ever did. And Posidippus, in his 'Epig

tch now holds

swallow ever

arrion crow who

es wrapped in

nian, whoso

mb and crown i

d times he fe

sans teeth, wi

len eyelids; cl

gle cruse, and t

gay Len?an

humbly to

mpet he made a vast noise. Accordingly, when Demetrius the son of Antigonus was besieging Argos, and when his troops could not bring the battering ram against the walls on account of its weight, he, giving the signal with his two trumpets at once, by the great volume of sound which he poured forth, instigated the soldiers to move forward the engine with great zeal and earnestness; and he gained the prize in all the games ten times; and he used to eat sitting down, as Ne

?, in Phrygia, a man of a savage and fierce aspect, and an enormous glutton. He is mentione

asses' panniers

one brief day;

wine is a ten

inks all at a

whichever was the author of the play called 'The

in one day, un

ushels and a

happy man! ho

e, so as now

rations of on

finding the hand of his wife still sticking in his mouth, he slew himself, as his act began to get notorious. And we have already mentioned Thys, the king of the Paphlagonians, saying that he too was a man of vast appetite, quoting Theopompus, who speaks of hi

hem I place Ch

ow, will with

ny one will

ts,--such stowa

any h

(the prize was a talent of silver), and that he himself gained the victory in both; but he yielded the prize to the man who was judged to be second to him, namely, Calomodrys, th

t, much did I

all men; now

creon, my co

d when they asked him what he wanted, he said that he had all those blows left in him if any one was inclined to come on. And Clearchus, in the fifth book of his 'Lives,' says that Cantibaris the Persian, whenever his jaws were weary with eating, had his slaves to pour food into his mouth, which he kept open as if they were pouring it into an empty vessel. But Hellanicus, in the first book of his Deucalionea, says that Erysichth

OF ANIMAL

'Deipno

e took a fancy to a boy; as Clearchus relates in the first book of his 'Amatory Anecdotes.' And Theophrastus, in his essay 'On Love,' says that the name of this boy was Amphilochus, and that he was a native of Olenus. And Hermeas the son of Hermodorus, who was a Samian by birth, says that a goose also took a fancy to Lacydes the philosopher. And in Leucadia

al?stra with the rest of the boys, went down to the sea and bathed; and a dolphin came forward out of the deep water to meet him,

, and very intelligent, and one very susceptible of gratit

im to be shipwrecked near Myconos, and while every one else perished, Coiranus alone was saved by a dolphin. And when at last he died of old age in his native country, as it so happened that his funeral procession passed along the seashore clo

f his 'History,' the great affection which was once displ

most extraordinary; for it could not endure the child to be away; and whenever it did not see him, it was out of spirits. And so, whenever the nurse fed the infant with milk, she placed it in its cradle between the feet of the beast; and if she had not done so, the elephant would not take

L AMADEUS

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here in 1807 he helped to found the "Musis Amici," a students' society of literature and art; its membership included Hedbom, who is remembered for his beautiful hymns, and the able and laborious Palmblad,--author of several popular books, including the well-known novel 'Aurora K?nigsmark.' This society soon assumed the name of the Auro

sion of Schelling's philosophy, and of metaphysical problems in general; practically, to the publication of the original poetry of the new school. The Phosphorists did a good work in calling attention to the old Swedi

eared at their best, and dashed into the controversy which was engaging the attention of the Swedish reading public. This included not only literature, but philosophy and religion, as well as art. The odds were now on one side, now on the other. The Academicians might easily have conquered their youthful opponents, however, had not their bitterness co

lptor Thorwaldsen, to whose circle of friends he became attached. On his return he was made tutor of German and literature to the Crown Prince. In 1828 the Chair of Logics and Metaphysics at Upsala was

ycle of lyrics entitled 'The Flowers'; 'The Isle of Blessedness,' a romantic drama of great beauty, published in 1823; and a fragment of a fairy drama, 'The Blue Bird.' He introduced the sonnet into Swedish poetry, and did a great service to the national literatur

IUS OF

arvest with its quickly falling splendor, and the darkness and silence of the long winter's sleep. For if the gem-like green of the verdure proclaims its short life, it proclaims at the same time its richness,--and in winter the very darkness seems made to let the starry vault shine through with a glory of Valhalla and Gimle. Indeed, in our North, the winter possesses an impressiveness, a freshness, which only we Norsemen understand. Add to these strong effects of nature the loneliness of life in a wide tract of land, sparingly populated by a still sparingly educated people, and then think of the poet's soul which must beat against these barriers of circumstance and barriers of spirit! Yet the barriers that hold him in as often help as hinder his striving. These conditions e

in lyrical impression, but also in lyrical contemplation and lyrical expression, will the Swedish heroic poem still follow its earliest trend. Yes, let us believe that this impulse will some day lead Swedish poetry into the only path of true progress, to the point where drama

Y OF TH

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I shy

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I shall

ve if of his

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His banquet ha

with fore

s, a thousand s

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illiant world! Y

uds of s

ghty ocean, to

my sight

(if years my l

in thought

lently the tr

fe's rich

n for life's a

have I:

l, from whose

a fragra

ower in gentle

a joy

ere untrod by c

s gross,

all, and set i

should

eks friend, cou

and priz

, through mossy

to make t

the brook which

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as a rich rewa

m wilt lov

m who comes to

sper in

IT'S C

Islands of

alone in h

t,--in vain

ght for, since h

vacant saddl

ircase in the

rest and wildl

h frenzied te

ough the midnigh

ght through many

w'st what he hat

t give one sing

ful creature's

ry voice wou

e or summons

s to the

ildish fears ar

sdolf boldest

ned, unharmed

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glances on th

et's, short the c

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should be, tha

f the light wi

un of life mus

shining pearls

s--flow

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rent, thou fai

ook into the

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welcome to th

beams shed bea

Sacrifice mak

silence,--know

ighted, and th

pring, doth not,

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de and length

solitary cou

r a p

ths wind down, fr

y gates!--Oh,

ear to me on

d,--thou art m

;--thou art no

glowing warm,

is! Thy bein

ds with thousan

ne poor sound

and truth. At

ve its power,--

ame forever,

y like its

yer to God for

isper than a s

eadows, when th

to the foot th

towering spir

aim on wild an

them view the

ies on from

y ask of love?

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umphant songs,

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under's ever

d spiritless t

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und the storm thei

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how lonely I

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those around m

w they love me

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to my Asdolf'

ast of all his

d it bring;--f

al the sorro

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ly night, ere

rs, and, trembl

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ris

, who counts the

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g to an

I in former

e! My heart

in its prison-

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, Asdolf, I some

worthy in

kes the

d--the Master

how I may conv

d token of my

old of far-of

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d narrow on the

fathomably d

lakes at certain

rns and eves

the depths, is

d wild, as of t

d of castles l

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plainly the

ters, whilst t

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with a mel

dim mysterious

rive to soft

swelling with

ays and

bound her

g fresh a

ay doth ever m

that of the h

rost and snow

in

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m snow and

and l

time for

nd streamle

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asten o

last will s

e, oh, r

withered th

eart, what wou

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should

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oh, forg

at eve its s

noiseless ni

oh, forg

, oh, s

st thou like

s well

second sprin

r heart, stil

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e, oh, h

life-breath

n no

rewell to th

night!--in s

e, oh, h

sts into

t I might bid

ce to me replie

ME

the pale moon l

es, a youth ins

ne-ring waits

et extends her

ous pearls her

ir and as the

l with milk-whi

deeps a dead

es: she looks u

he views thei

th are there:

hill of ice, t

ling, now she

ark, would you t

elling is as

its treasure v

welling, charmin

coral isla

lden, floats th

vely daughter

ys and muses,

ing maiden gr

emble, you who

heaving breake

unting waves yo

, my ring with s

own of water-

p, with human

Father and my

, who bends from

other in the

d, he deigns

nces on the pea

e-harp with her

om, through her

n beheld throu

h! through ocean

castle in it

branches purpl

aves, like grass,

usand sisters

receives my

t my mother

htest wish, I'll

earth to win

cean, is your

th abjuring, gr

ancient gods, a

ks, a thousand

ven's Christmas

ars the oath,--

aid's arms he

ore the rushin

e color vary

waist a fish's

ances of my sea

the stars, like

y golden cas

!"--"Yes, try the

hen men, my s

s; her sceptre s

rts; the ocean

uth go down; t

ds the surging

ght nights, when

sports the elve

s the youth app

merry, mournful

N AND N

fth C

RICK MOR

as probably a minstrel by profession, but one of more than ordinary taste and talent. For, evidently skilled in both song and recitation, he so divided his narrative between poetry and prose that he gave himself ample opportunity to display his powers, while at the same time he retained more easily, by this variety, the attention of his audience. He calls his invention--if his invention it be--a "song-story." The subject he drew probably from reminiscences of the widely known story of Floire and Blanchefleur; reve

s, but for the other lines this notation is repeated in couplets, except that the last line of each song or laisse--being a half-line--has a cadence of its own

escapes, hears him lamenting in his cell, and comforts him until the warden on the tower warns her of the approach of the town watch. She flees to the forest outside the gates, and there, in order to test Aucassin's fidelity, builds a rustic tower. When he is released from prison, Aucassin hears from shepherd lads of Nicolette's hiding-place, and seeks her bower. The lovers, united, resolve to leave the country. They take ship and are driven to the kingdom of Torelore, whose queen they find in child-bed, while the king is with the army. After a three years' stay in

story come

o more t

ave of the gentle an

ce by Gaston Paris. This version was translated into English by A. Rodney Macdonough under the title of 'The Lovers of Provence: Aucassin and Nicolette' (New York, 1880). Additional illustrations by American artists found place in this edition. F.W. Bourdillon has published the original text and an English version, toge

CASSIN AND

list to th

of the ca

wo young l

n and N

ins the l

perils h

odness and

ve, so fa

song, the

no man he

ving 'nea

aried, s

oeful, wor

aled, but

so

peak they, tel

the Count Garin of Beaucaire was old and frail, and his good days were gone over. No heir had he, neither son nor daughter, save one young man only; such an one as I shall tell you. Aucassin was the name of the damoiseau: fair was he, goodly, and great, and featly fashioned of his body and limbs. His hair was yellow, in little curls, his eyes blue-gray and laughin

nd help thy men, for if they see thee among them, more stoutly wi

esire, if I be a knight, or mount my horse, or face stour and battle wherein knights smite

er, and hath reared her and had her christened, and made her his god-daughter, and one day will find a young man for her, to win her bread honorably. Herein hast thou naught to make

y and love, would not grace it well? If she were Empress of Constantinople or of Germany, or Queen of France or Engla

MENT OF

ying:--"Sir Count: away with Nicolette, thy daughter in God; cursed be the land whence she was brought into this country, for by reason of her do I lose Aucassin, that will neither be a knigh

, and baptized, and made her my daughter in God. Yea, I would have given her to a young man that should win her bread honorably. With this had Aucassin, thy so

d the Count Garin: "thence mi

d Nicolette placed, with one old woman to keep her company, and in that chamber put bread and meat and wine and such things as were needful. Then he had the door

ingeth

e as ye

is with

painted

s of a far

dow of mar

aiden stood

t brows and

w ye fai

od she ga

aw the ro

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spoke sh

wherefor

prison w

my love,

thy heart

lovest m

hee that I

aulted ch

et and a

Lady Ma

onger wil

may f

AND THE

ount spea

in Hell would thy soul have lain while the world endu

old clouted frocks, and naked folks and shoeless, and those covered with sores, who perish of hunger and thirst, and of cold, and of wretchedness. These be they that go into Paradise; with them have I naught to make. But into Hell would I fain go; for into Hell fare the goodly clerks, and goodly knights that fall in tourneys and great wars, and stout men-at-arms, and the fr

APTURES CO

the forest, even till he struck down ten knights, and seven he hurt; and straightway he hurled out of the press, and rode back again at full speed, sword in hand. Count Bougart of Valence heard it said that they were to hang Aucassin, his enemy, so he came into that place and

hath so warred on you and done you such evil. Full twenty

hy feats of youth shouldst them

, "sermon me no sermons,

covenant,

venant with me when I took up arms, and went into the stour, that if God brought me back safe and sound, thou wouldst let me see Nicolette, my s

covenant! Nay, if she were here, I would have burned her

VERS'

loved so well. Then fell she to thoughts of Count Garin of Beaucaire, that he hated her to death; and therefore deemed she that there she would no longer abide, for that, if she were told of, and the Count knew where she lay, an ill death he would make her die. She saw that the old woman was sleeping who held her company. Then she arose, and clad her in a mantle of silk she had by her, very go

; and the daisy flowers that brake beneath her as she went tiptoe, and that bent above her instep, seemed black against her feet and ankles, so white was the maiden. She came to the postern-gate, and unbarred it, and went out through the streets of Beaucaire, keeping always on the shadowy side, for the moon was shining right clear, and so wandered she till she came to the

ne sin

the brigh

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sin's wai

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d spake low

ight, with

od befall

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ather an

must I cro

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ut her cur

in the dun

oth clasp

curls that w

in his b

ept, e'en

or hi

speak they, tel

ay that she would pass into a f

into a man's bed, and that bed not mine, wit ye well that I would not tarry till I had found a knife to pierce my heart and slay myself. Nay, verily, wait so long I would not; but would hurl myself so far as I might see a w

est me not as much as thou sayest, but

n may not love man as man loves woman; for a woman's love lies in her eye, and the bud of her breast, and her

s drawn beneath their cloaks, for Count Garin had charged them that if they could take her, they should slay her. But the se

I could say aught to her, and they perceive it not, and she should be on her guard against t

ne sin

was the

ind, and pra

did sing

eril tha

r that ling

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ld, and ey

water i

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over and

die for the

re the i

aked men o

worn, and ke

put thee t

ou take

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the brigh

hepherds d

the blos

ncient way

and choked

nd the cross

hs do all

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lover pas

ove her

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that in gr

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ith she dee

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G NICOLETTE, COM

in thoughts of Nicolette, his lady sweet, that he felt no pain nor torment, and all the day hurled through the forest in this fashion nor heard no word of her. And when he saw vespers draw nigh, he began to weep for that he found her not. All down an old road, and grass-grown, he fared, when anon, looking along the way before him, he saw such an one as I shall tell you. Tall was he, and great of growth, ugly and hideous: his head huge, and blac

INDS NICOL

e lodge of boughs that Nicolette had builded and woven within and without, over and under, with flowers, and it was the fa

his lodge builded she with her fair hands. For the sweetness of it, a

his shoulder out of its place. Then knew he that he was hurt sore; nathless he bore him with that force he might, and fastened his horse with the other hand to a thorn. Then turned he on

ne sin

t I from f

oon calls

with thee

ve, with lo

have her d

him for e

od, whate'

with her I

p her close

I of muc

g's son

he to be

s and cli

sweet

say they, tel

was not far away. She passed within the lodge, and thr

friend, wel

, sweet love, b

ipped the other, and fa

e hurt, and my shoulder wried, but I take no heed of

nd so wrought in her surgery, that by God's will who loveth lovers, it went back into its place. Then took she flow

SAILS TO

eek far Aucassin. Then she got her a viol, and learned to play on it; till they would have married her one day to a rich king of Paynim, and she stole forth by night, and came to the seaport, and dwelt with a poor woman thereby. Then took she a certain herb, and therewith smeared her head and her face, till she was all brown and stained. And she had a coat, and mantle, and smock, and breeches made,

ingeth

ire below

ssin on

d, and watche

barons hi

on him i

influenc

memory

Nicolette

dainty f

ved so ma

e in dule

n came N

air a foo

drew the

rings and c

rds and kni

high or l

ory list

Aucassi

Nicolette

love was l

hrough he so

took the

e, and bou

in naught

Nicolette

thage doth

father lov

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band hath

d that ser

him the m

loves a

that ye

God that

over wil

him she

ng de

AMES A

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went alone with his gun and his drawing materials into deep and unexplored forests and through wild regions of country, making long journeys on foot and counting nothing a hardship that added to his specimens. This passion had controlled him from early childhood. His father, a Frenchman, was living in New Orleans at the time of Au

of nearly a thousand colored drawings of birds. What befell them--a parallel to so many like incidents, as through Warburton's cook, Newton's dog,

box, and gave them in charge of a relative, with injunctions to see that no injury should happen to them. My absence was of several months; and when I returned, after having enjoyed the pleasures of home for a few days, I inquired after my box, and what I was pleased to call my treasure. The box was produced and opened; but, reader, feel for me,--a pair of Norway rats had taken possession of the whole, and reared a young family among the gnawed bits of paper, which, but a month previous, represented nearly a thousand inhabitants of air! The burnin

) in 1830-39. The birds are life-size. 'The American Ornithological Biography,' which is the text for the plates, was published in Edinburgh, 1831-39, in five octavo volumes. Accompanied by his two sons he started on new excursions, which resulted in 'The Quad

ture-books. He is full of enthusiasm, his descriptions of birds and animals are vivid and realizing, and h

ROUS AD

ican Ornitholo

r was fine, all around me was as fresh and blooming as if it had just issued from the bosom of nature. My knapsack, my gun, and my dog, were all I had for baggage and company. But although

ich I followed was only an old Indian trace; and, as darkness overshadowed the prairie, I felt some desire to reach at least a copse, in which I might lie down to rest. The night-hawks were skimming

eeded from the camp of some wandering Indians. I was mistaken. I discovered by its glare that it was from the hearth of a s

is elbows on his knees. A long bow rested against the log wall near him, while a quantity of arrows and two or three raccoon skins lay at his feet. He moved not; he apparently breathed not. Accustomed to the habits of the Indians, and knowing that they pay little attention to the approach of civilized strangers (a circumstance which in some countries is considered as evincing the apathy of their character), I addressed him in French, a language

lectric quickness. She told me that there was plenty of venison and jerked buffalo meat, and that on removing the ashes I should find a cake. But my watch had struck her fancy, and her curiosity had to be gratified by an immediate sight of it. I took off the gold chain that secured it, from around my neck, and presented it to her. She was all ecstasy, spoke of i

him. His eye met mine; but his look was so forbidding that it struck a chill into the more nervous part of my system. He again seated himself, drew his butcher-knife from its greasy scabbard, examined its edge, as I wo

uspected to be about me. I returned glance for glance to my companion, and rest

n. I slipped a ball into each barrel, scraped the edges of my flints, renewed the primings, and returning to the hut, gave a favorable account of my observations. I took a f

who I was, and why the devil that rascal (meaning the Indian, who, they knew, understood not a word of English) was in the house. The mother--for so she proved to be--bade them speak less loudly, made mention of my watch, and took them to a corner, where a conversation took place, the purport of whi

f my astonishment, reader, when I saw this incarnate fiend take a large carving-knife and go to the grindstone to whet its edge. I saw her pour the water on the turning machine, and watched her working away with the dangerous instrument, unti

should be engaged with the Indian. I was several times on the point of rising and shooting her on the spot;--but she was not to be punished thus. The door was suddenly opened, and there entered two stout travelers, each with a long rifle on his shoulder. I bounced up on my feet, and making them most heartily welcome, told them how well it was for me that they should have arrived at that moment. The tale wa

re still securely tied. We marched them into the woods off the road, and having used them as Regulators were wont to use such delinquents, w

danger from my fellow-creatures. Indeed, so little risk do travelers run in the United States, that no one born there ever dreams of any t

onging to civilized man was expected, and very few ever seen, large roads are now laid out, cultivation has converted the woods into fertile fields, ta

OLD A

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Auerbach's biography is one of industry rather than of incident. His birth was humble. His life was long. He wrote voluminously and was widely popular, to be half forgotten within a decade after his death. He may p

translated) gave form to his convictions concerning human life. It led him to spend his literary talents on materials so various as the homely simplicity of peasant scenes and peasant souls, on the one h

6), and passes to the semi-biographic novel 'Spinoza' (1837), afterward supplemented with 'Ein Denkerleben' (A Thinker's Life), 'Dichter und Kaufman' (Poet and Merchant: 1839),--stories belonging to the 'Ghetto Series,' embodying Jewish and German life in the time of Mos

OLD A

painter like Defregger or Schmidt, can express when sitting down to deal with the scenes and folk which from early youth have been photographed upon his heart and memory. In 1856 there followed in the same descriptive field his 'Barfüssele' (Little Barefoot), 'Joseph im Schnee' (Joseph in the Snow: 1861), and 'Edelweiss' (1861). His writings

ation was established. His plan of making ethics the chief end of a novel was here exhibited at its best; he never again showed the same force of conception which got his imperfect literary art forgiven. Another long novel, not less doctrinaire in scope, but dealing w

Dreissig Jahren' (After Thirty Years: 1876); 'Der Forstmeister' (The Head Forester: 1879); and 'Brigitta' (1880). The close of his life was mu

of a German royal residence, as he reveals it, appears almost as heavy as the real thing. Auerbach's humor is leaden; he finds it necessary to explain his own attempts at it. But the peasant-nurse Walpurga, her husband Hansei, and the aged grandmother in the family, are admirable delineations. The heroine, Irma von Wildenort, is genuinely human. The story of her abrupt atonement fo

to follow, and betrays a want of perspective in its construction. But in spite of all its defects it is a novel that should not be

FIRS

eman," in "Black Fo

ir open-air gathering-place. Valentine the carpenter, with his two sons, was making a scaffolding, designed to serve no less a purpose tha

to the crowbar, and puffed as if nine-tenths of the weight fell upon him. Valentine liked to see his little boy employed. He would tell him to wind the twine on the reel, to carry the tools where they were wanted, or to rake the chips into a heap. Ivo obeyed all these directions with the zeal and devotion of a self-sacrificing p

ered to help him too; but being gruffly repelled, he sat down upon his heap of chips, and looked at the mountai

Ivo, "I wish I

hy

o heaven, and I should

there. From Hochdorf it is a long way to Stuttgar

w l

't get there u

hrough the village. Washing and scouring was going on everywhere, and chairs and tables stood

as silent as a cloister. Some farmers' wives were going in, carrying bowls covered with their aprons, while others passed out with empty bowls under their

s son, who quickly folded his hands; Valentine also brough

azzling white shirt-sleeves. Here and there women or girls were to be seen running from house to house without bodices, and with their hair half untied. Ivo thought it cruel in his sister to have pushed him out of the house as she had done. He would have been delighted to have appeared like the grown folks,--first in negligee, and then in full dress amid the tolling of bells and the clang of trumpets; but he did not dare to return, or even to sit down anywhere, for fear of spoiling his clothes. He went through the village almost on tiptoe. Wagon after wagon rumbled in, bringing farmers

Barbara was dressed in bridal array. She wore the veil and the wreath upon her head, and a beautiful go

ves disappeared as if by magic. They retired to their h

s far as the eye could reach. Ivo hardly took courage to look at the "gentleman," meaning the young clergyman, who, in his gold-laced robe, and bare head crowned with a golden wreath, ascended the steps of the altar with pale and sober mien, bowing low as the music swelled, and folding his small white hands upon his breast. The squire's Barbara, who carried a burning taper wreathed with rosemary, had gone before him and took her stand at the side of the altar. The mass began; and at the tinkling of

ered the pulpit, and solemnl

ee, and his chin upon his hand, he listened attentively. He understood little of the sermon; but

nd triumphant strains of music, Ivo clasped the crucifix firmly with both his h

an the tailor and his wife came down the covered stairs of the church-hill in superior bliss. Ordinarily they attracted little at

had come over from Rexingen, say that Gregory's parents were now obliged to address their son with the formal pronoun "they," by which

o, mother?

answer: "he's more

tailor. It was said that he need take no further trouble all his life. Cordele, Gregory's sister, was to

on of Cha

are reprinted by consent of Henry Holt & Co.,

T-NURSE AN

ns of lamps for your sake. But they were nothing to the sun up in heaven, which the Lord himself lighted for you this very morning. Be a good boy, always, so that you may deserve to have the sun shi

ul was already swayed by that mysterious bond of affection which never fails to develop itself in the heart of the foster-mother. It is a n

r to her in the cottage by the lake. She was now needed here

Kramer, with beaming eyes, and

ust like a church. One has only good and pious thoug

mer suddenly smi

ear c

ild'! I'm not a ch

ts; one studies a r?le, another a piece of music; a dancer learns a new step, an author writes a new book. Every one in the land is doing som

d Walpurga; and Mademoi

n the right number, but sixteen sounded so much better;--"my father is the governor of the su

d to learn," int

f Vol

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