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[edit]TO THE WAR REALISTS.
The rumbling guns grow silent in the past,
The clouds of war float down behind the hills,
The unnatural radiance that overcast
The battle moments no more awes and thrills.
Say what we will, for him who gives his life
To war, conscious of an ideal, there flames
A glory in the sky; the sorriest strife
Is hallowed by devotion and great aims.
Though glamour there be none, his soul is blunt
Who feels not where the battle-work is grim
A cloud of witnesses, a tidal wave
Of earth's best passion brim along the front,
Weighing upon him and exalting him,
Leaving the world at ebb to make him brave.
INTERLUDE.
Comrades, we bring this chapter to a close,
This long parenthesis of cosmic strife,
This interlude, touched with the grandiose,
Set in the uneventful tale of life.
For then this human swathe, this bandaging
That muffles us from the sublime was nigh
Threadbare with taking part in, witnessing
Too proximately God's grand strategy.
There we marched out on haunted battle-ground,
There smelled the strife of gods, were brushed against
By higher beings, and were wrapped around
With passions not of earth, all dimly sensed.
There saw we dæmons fighting in the sky
And battles in aerial mirage,
The feverish Véry lights proclaimed them by,
Their tramplings woke our panting, fierce barrage.
Their tide of battle, hither, thither driven,
Filled earth and sky with cataclysmic throes,
Our strife was but the mimicry of heaven's
And we the shadows of celestial foes.
TO THE AMERICAN LEGION.
We have vowed a vow and we may not turn aside,
We are under oath to our comrades who have died
And they prompt us still and they will not be denied.
We are not our own, for our lives are under bond
To the martyr leaders who have passed beyond,
For they still command and we cannot but respond.
We are not our own, for we lost our liberty
On the day they died who had longed to make men free,
Whose compelling dream must be law for you and me.
There are those who made no agreement with the dead,
Who are free to laugh and to feast, but some instead
Will be stern with thinking on those who fought and bled.
There is room for song and for dance (but not for these),
And the frightened world must be blindfolded with ease,
But we fall heir to the great austerities.
For the Foe remains in a thousand forms elate,
And there is no armistice with Greed and Hate,
And no truce with Slavery though the day grow late.
Ay, the Foe remains who will grant us this joy more,
The same cross in peace that our comrades found in war,
And unite us so to the heroes gone before.
Essays original(?) to collections
[edit]Essays in Miniature (1892)
[edit]Charm of the Familiar, The Essays in Miniature 1892 171-180 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Essays_in_Miniature/The_Charm_of_the_Familiar Children in Fiction Essays in Miniature 1892 144-156 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Essays_in_Miniature/Children_in_Fiction Comedy of the Custom House Essays in Miniature 1892 104-120 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Essays_in_Miniature/Comedy_of_the_Custom_House Humors of Gastronomy (same as "Humors of the Cookery-Book") Essays in Miniature 1892 129-143 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Essays_in_Miniature/Humors_of_Gastronomy Mr. Wilde's Intentions Essays in Miniature 1892 121-128 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Essays_in_Miniature/Mr._Wilde%27s_Intentions Old World Pets Essays in Miniature 1892 182-194 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Essays_in_Miniature/Old_World_Pets Our Friends, The Books Essays in Miniature 1892 11-26 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Essays_in_Miniature/Our_Friends,_The_Books
Essays in Idleness (1893)
[edit]- Letters pp. 192-224
In the Dozy Hours (1894)
[edit]Children's Age, The In the Dozy Hours 1894 190-200 https://books.google.com/books?id=-Cs1AAAAMAAJ&pg=PA190 Curious Contention, A In the Dozy Hours 1894 217-225 https://books.google.com/books?id=-Cs1AAAAMAAJ&pg=PA217 Forgotten Poet, A In the Dozy Hours 1894 201-210 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/In_the_dozy_hours,_and_other_papers/A_Forgotten_Poet Lectures (same as "A Gentle Warning to Lecturers") In the Dozy Hours 1894 123-136 https://books.google.com/books?id=-Cs1AAAAMAAJ&pg=PA123 Reviewers and Reviewed In the Dozy Hours 1894 137-152 https://books.google.com/books?id=-Cs1AAAAMAAJ&pg=PA137 Sympathy In the Dozy Hours 1894 165-175 https://books.google.com/books?id=-Cs1AAAAMAAJ&pg=PA165
Varia (1898)
[edit]Eternal Feminine, The Varia 1898 1-29 https://books.google.com/books?id=USdEAQAAMAAJ&pg=PA1 From the Reader's Standpoint (same as "The Contentiousness of Modern Novel Writers") Varia 1898 217-232 https://books.google.com/books?id=USdEAQAAMAAJ&pg=PA217 Royal Road of Fiction Varia 1898 185-216 https://books.google.com/books?id=USdEAQAAMAAJ&pg=PA185
Compromises (1904)
[edit]French Love-Songs Compromises 1904 153-169 https://books.google.com/books?id=DVUXAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA153 Luxury of Conversation, The Compromises 1904 1-19 https://books.google.com/books?id=DVUXAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA1 Our Belief in Books Compromises 1904 66-87 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Compromises/Our_Belief_in_Books Pilgrim's Staff, The Compromises 1904 105-124 https://books.google.com/books?id=DVUXAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA105 Point of View, The (same as "The Point of View in Fiction") Compromises 1904 34-48 https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Compromises/The_Point_of_View Quaker Diary, A (same as "A Colonial Diary") Compromises 1904 125-152 https://books.google.com/books?id=DVUXAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA125
A Happy Half-Century (1908)
[edit]Child, The Happy Half-Century, A 1908 138-154 https://books.google.com/books?id=Sd4qAAAAMAAJ&pg=PA138 Correspondent, The (same as "When Pens were Eloquent") Happy Half-Century, A 1908 51-72 https://books.google.com/books?id=Sd4qAAAAMAAJ&pg=PA51 Educator, The Happy Half-Century, A 1908 155-176 https://books.google.com/books?id=Sd4qAAAAMAAJ&pg=PA155 Novelist, The (same as "Our Great-Grandmother's Novel") Happy Half-Century, A 1908 73-93 https://books.google.com/books?id=Sd4qAAAAMAAJ&pg=PA73 Our Accomplished Great-Grandmother Happy Half-Century, A 1908 217-233 https://books.google.com/books?id=Sd4qAAAAMAAJ&pg=PA217 Pietist, The (same as "The Birth of the Controversial Novel") Happy Half-Century, A 1908 177-195 https://books.google.com/books?id=Sd4qAAAAMAAJ&pg=PA177
Americans and Others (1912)
[edit]- Benefactor, The pp. 237-251
- Chill of Enthusiasm, The pp. 155-172
- Condescension of Borrowers, The pp. 252-271
- Goodness and Gayety pp. 58-84
- Grocer's Cat, The pp. 273-298
- Mission of Humour, The pp. 29-57
- Temptation of Eve, The pp. 173-207
Essays original(?) to collections not in PD
[edit]Under Dispute (1924)
[edit]- Allies
- The American Laughs
- Are Americans a Timid People?
- The Battlefield of Education
- The Divineness of Discontent
- The Idolatrous Dog
Times and Tendencies (1931)
[edit]- The American Takes a Holiday
- Peace and the Pacifist
- The Pleasure of Possession
- Town and Suburb
Eight Decades: Essays and Episodes (1937)
[edit]- Eight decades
- Horace
A Guide to Ghost seeing & etc.
[edit]A LONG-FELT want has been supplied by the publication of a “Practical Handbook” (E. P. Dutton & Co.), to be used in communicating with spirits. Not that we have lacked literature on this inspiring theme. LIFE itself has called attention to the extent and variety of our information. But the anonymous author of “How to Speak with the Dead” has so simplified the process that it is within easy reach of all. A pad and a pencil for automatic writing, a tumbler and a key, in case the ghostly visitant prefers to call in the dark. With this inexpensive equipment any man or woman may hold an “expectancy sitting” in the privacy of home—the hours between midnight and two A. M. being best adapted to this form of social intercourse.
Larger gatherings are not, however, discountenanced. On the contrary, an “expectancy circle” which comes together regularly and punctually, which provides a table for rapping, and seeks the cordial “co-operation” of the dead, may develop into a “progressive circle” and hold “committee meetings,” which spirits will cheerfully attend. There are some weak mortals who cherish a hope that when they are done with life they will also be done with committees; but this is a lethargic frame of mind. Virile and vigorous spirits will bustle throughout eternity. “Wherever Macaulay may be,” muses a British satirist, “I am sure he is talking hard, or writing earnestly, for the instruction of his companions.”
Every department of spiritism is carefully handled in this painstaking little manual, and much useful advice is given. We are warned against asking “test” questions, which are, for the most part, a waste of time, besides being annoying to a well-bred spirit. Only when great historic figures appear at a séance may we suspect—not a lying medium, but a jest on the part of the merry dead. “There is probably some amusement to be extracted from personating Julius Caesar, Luther, Napoleon, Disraeli or Gladstone, and inducing both mediums and sitters to accept with reverence the pompous utterances of ridiculous banalities.”
Heaven knows we do not begrudge the spirits their little jokes. The unutterable dreariness and futility of their existence (which may perhaps be our existence) lends a sting to death, and victory to the grave. The paralyzing thought that we may one day be lifting table legs, rattling keys or writing misspelled, unpunctuated letters humiliates our souls.
And to what end? The crux of the whole agitating business is expressed in the brief sentence which concludes the “Handbook”: “Let us speak to the dead, and let us add their knowledge and counsel to the common store.” So far neither knowledge nor counsel has been of much value to the living world. Saul was apparently the only man whom the dead ever enlightened. He at least got a plain answer to a plain question. There has been a lamentable decline in mediums, spirits and controls since the Witch of Endor died. Agnes Repplier. Life (1919)
Braces, etc.
[edit]Notes
[edit][From Scriptorium Help] Also, FYI, in CSS, when you give 4 values for "Top, Right, Bottom, Left", you can also do "Top&Bottom, Left&Right" if top = bottom and left = right. You can also do "Top, Left&Right, Bottom" where top != bottom, but left still equals right. So "0 0.25em 0 0.25em" is equivalent to "0 0.25em". Inductiveload—talk/contribs 15:21, 28 January 2018 (UTC)
The Honble. Lord Byron.
To John Clarke.
To Bread & Milk for the Bear delivd. to Haladay……… |
£ 1 9 7 |
"£ 101: 15: 8. | Mem.: This receipt is for the above sum, in part of five hundred guineas agreed to be paid by Mr. Murray for the Copyright of Childe Harold's Pilgrimage." |
Of all his train there was a henchman page,
peasantserved
A dark eyed boy, who loved his master well;
And often would his pranksome prate engage
Harold's
Childe Burun's ear, when his proud heart did swell
With sable thoughts that he disdained to tell.
Alwin
Then would he smile on him, as Rupert smiled,
When aught that from his young lips archly fell
Harold's
The gloomy film from Burun's eye beguiled;
And pleased the Childe appeared nor ere the boy reviled. And pleased for a glimpse appeared the woeful Childe. |
Him and one yeoman only did he take
To travel Eastward to a far countree;
And though the boy was grieved to leave the lake
On whose firm banks he grew from Infancy,
Eftsoons his little heart beat merrily
With hope of foreign nations to behold,
And many things right marvellous to see,
vaunting
Of which our lying voyagers oft have told,
or, In tomes pricked out with prints to monied ... sold In many a tome as true as Mandeville's of old. |
Attempt 1
[edit]@AuFCL: I tried. Thought I'd ask you to correct my work (attempts 1 & 2) so I can paste the correct formatting to the corresponding poem pages. If you are willing, Thanks, Londonjackbooks (talk) 16:16, 4 October 2015 (UTC)
- Such a concentration of total PITA cases collected in one place. You are truly getting into some intricate stuff.
Strictly I have applied George Orwell III's improvements to my basic experiment so don't deserve full credit for this.
So here is my best effort (I went mad and did the references as well which I was not sure you wanted me to touch.)
Some general notes if I may be so bold:
- When there is both an opening and closing brace on a single line, try to build as much of the table as possible from the "top" downward. Whatever you do the two {{brace2}} statements should appear within the same table-row (or <tr> in the direct notation) otherwise it is impossible to (vertically) line them up.
- I have removed quite a few "rowspan=2" directives on the basis the associated cell is of the form
{{center|line 1<br/>line 2}}
. Please note the number following rowspan does not affect {{brace2}} and counts the number of table-cells to merge; not the number of anticipated lines to be contained within the affected cells. - To a pedant like myself the use of {{right}} in poetry is a bit of an embarrassment, as the template internally introduces a new <div> which cannot be contained under HTML rules within a <p>. Worse yet, mediawiki promptly surrounds the selected text back in <p>/</p>s again, thus reintroducing the 7px margins all those
<p style="margin:0;">
s were trying to suppress. After playing around with a more complicated solution I've decided to "bite the bullet" and replace all {{right}}s with<p style="margin:0;text-align:right;">
. (There is even an existing template for this formation: {{p|ar|m0}} which I have not used here: one surprise at a time?)
As there really is so much going on here I think it only safe for me to sit back and let the questions (if there are any—you might well be in wiki-shock [if there is such a thing]) roll in. AuFCL (talk) 21:42, 4 October 2015 (UTC)
- Intricate for me, anyway. Thanks for the above... I will look the formatting over, along with your explanations, in stages (how I prevent wiki-shock). I might not have any questions for you... As long as I can manipulate the coding(?) for future use (why I at least like a very general understanding of what goes where and why), or merely copy/paste what is on this page, I should be good to go. Haven't yet looked over the references, but I will, thanks. Met with many cases when I worked on Childe Harold's Pilgrimage—probably my most ambitious project. Appreciated, Londonjackbooks (talk) 00:09, 5 October 2015 (UTC)
O Nepos, twice my neigh(b)our (since at home
We're door by door, by Flora's temple dome;
And in the country, still conjoined by fate,
Behold our villas standing gate by gate),
Thou hast a daughter, dearer far than life—
Thy image and the image of thy wife.
Thy image and thy wife's, and be it so!
But why for her, | neglect the flowing | can | ||
O Nepos, leave the |
And lose the prime of thy Falernian?
Hoard casks of money, if to hoard be thine;
But let thy daughter drink a younger wine!
Let her go rich and wise, in silk and fur;
Lay down a | bin that shall | grow old with her; | ||
vintage to |
But thou, meantime, the while the batch is sound,
With pleased companions pass the bowl around;
Nor let the childless only taste delights,
For Fathers also may enjoy their nights.
Attempt 2
[edit]Call me not rebel, though | here at every word | |
in what I sing |
If I no longer hail thee | King and Lord | |
Lord and King |
I have redeemed myself with all I had,
And now possess my fortunes poor but glad.
With all I had I have redeemed myself,
And escaped at once from slavery and pelf.
The unruly wishes must a ruler take,
Our high desires do our low fortunes make:
Those only who desire palatial things
Do bear the fetters and the frowns of Kings;
Set free thy slave; thou settest free thyself.
References
[edit]new formatting
[edit]<ref> {{block center/s}} <p style="margin:0;">''As flashing far the new Volcano shone''</p> {|{{ts|bc|display:inline-table}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''And swept the skies with'' |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|1|l}} |{{ts|ac|padding:0}}|''meteors''<br />''lightnings'' |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|1|r}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''not their own''. |}<br/> {|{{ts|bc|display:inline-table|position:relative;left:-1.6em}}<!--Note: the last two items position/left are really {{shift left|...|1.6em}} applied to the entire table--> |{{ts|padding:0}}|or, ''As flashed the volumed blaze, and'' |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|1|l}} |{{ts|ac|padding:0}}|''sadly''<br />''ghastly'' |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|1|r}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''shone''. |} <p style="margin:0;">''The skies with lightnings awful as their own''.—<br /></p> <p style="margin:0;text-align:right;">[''Letter to Lord Holland, Sept''. 25, 1812.]</p> <p style="margin:0;">{{shift left|or, ''As glared each rising flash, and ghastly shone''—|1.6em}}<br />''The skies with lightnings awful as their own''.—<br /></p><p style="margin:0;text-align:right;">[''Letter to Lord Holland, Sept''. 27, 1812.]</p> {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} <p style="margin:0;">{{shift left|(a) ''The kiss that left no sting behind''|1.6em}}<br />{{gap}}''So guiltless Passion thus forbore;''<br />''Those eyes bespoke so pure a mind'',</p> {|{{ts|bc|display:inline-table}} |{{ts|padding:0 0 0 2em}}|''That Love forgot to'' |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|1|l}} |{{ts|ac|padding:0}}|''plead''<br />''ask'' |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|1|r}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''for more''. |} {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} {|{{ts|bc|display:inline-table}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''Whate'er beside''<br />''Howe'er may be'' |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|1|r}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''Futurity's behest''. |}<br/> <p style="margin:0;">''Or seeing thee no more to sink in sullen rest''.—[''M.S. D''.]</p> {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} <p style="margin:0;">''What marvel that this mistress demon works''</p> {|{{ts|bc|display:inline-table}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''Eternal evil'' |{{ts|padding:0 0.25m 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|1|l}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''wheresoe'er she lurks''.—[''MS. M''.]<br />''when she latent works''.—[''Copy''.] |} {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} <p style="margin:0;">—— ''from whose word''</p> {|{{ts|bc|display:inline-table}} |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0}}|{{brace2|1|l}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|''Israel took God, pronounce the law in stone''.<br />''Israel left Egypt, cleave the sea in stone''. |} <p style="margin:0;text-align:right;">—[''MS. Alternative readings''.]</p> {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} <p style="margin:0;">Love, which to none beloved to love remits,</p> {|{{ts|bc|display:inline-table}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|Seized me |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|2|l}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|with mutual wish to please<br />with wish of pleasing him<br />with the desire to please |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|2|r}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|so strong, |} <p style="margin:0;">That, as thou see'st, not yet that passion quits, etc.</p> {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} <p style="margin:0;">And thou, my friend! since thus my selfish woe</p> {|{{ts|bc|display:inline-table}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|Bursts from my heart, |{{ts|padding:0 0.25em 0 0.25em}}|{{brace2|2|l}} |{{ts|padding:0}}|to weaken in<br />however light my strain,<br />for ever light the ——.—[''D''.] |} <p style="margin:0;">Had the sword laid thee, with the mighty, low<br />Pride had forbade me of thy fall to plain.—[''MS. D''.]</p> {{block center/e}} </ref>
old formatting
[edit]<ref> {{block center/s}} {| |''As flashing far the new Volcano shone'' |} {| |''And swept the skies with'' | rowspan=2|{{brace2|1|l}} | {{center|''meteors''<br />''lightnings''}} |{{brace2|1|r}} |''not their own''. |} {| |{{shift left|or, ''As flashed the volumed blaze, and''|1.6em}} | rowspan=2|{{brace2|1|l}} |{{center|''sadly''<br />''ghastly''}} |{{brace2|1|r}} |''shone''. |} {| |''The skies with lightnings awful as their own''.—<br />{{right|[''Letter to Lord Holland, Sept''. 25, 1812.]}} |} {| |{{shift left|or, ''As glared each rising flash, and ghastly shone''—|1.6em}}<br />''The skies with lightnings awful as their own''.—<br />{{right|[''Letter to Lord Holland, Sept''. 27, 1812.]}} |} {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} {| |{{shift left|(a) ''The kiss that left no sting behind''|1.6em}}<br />{{gap}}''So guiltless Passion thus forbore;''<br />''Those eyes bespoke so pure a mind'', |} {| |{{gap}}''That Love forgot to'' | rowspan=2|{{brace2|1|l}} | {{center|''plead''<br />''ask''}} |{{brace2|1|r}} |''for more''. |} {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} {| |''Whate'er beside''<br />''Howe'er may be'' | rowspan=2|{{brace2|1|r}} | ''Futurity's behest''. |} {| |''Or seeing thee no more to sink in sullen rest''.—[''M.S. D''.] |} {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} ''What marvel that this mistress demon works''<br /> {| |''Eternal evil'' | rowspan=2|{{brace2|1|l}} | ''wheresoe'er she lurks''.—[''MS. M''.]<br />''when she latent works''.—[''Copy''.] |} {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} {| | —— ''from whose word'' |} {| | rowspan=2|{{brace2|1|l}} | ''Israel took God, pronounce the law in stone''.<br />''Israel left Egypt, cleave the sea in stone''. |} {{right|—[''MS. Alternative readings''.]}} {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} {| |Love, which to none beloved to love remits, |} {| |Seized me | rowspan=3|{{brace2|2|l}} | with mutual wish to please<br />with wish of pleasing him<br />with the desire to please |{{brace2|2|r}} |so strong, |} {| |That, as thou see'st, not yet that passion quits, etc. |} {{block center/e}} </ref> <ref> {{block center/s}} {| |And thou, my friend! since thus my selfish woe |} {| |Bursts from my heart, | rowspan=3|{{brace2|2|l}} | to weaken in<br />however light my strain,<br />for ever light the ——.—[''D''.] |} {| |Had the sword laid thee, with the mighty, low<br />Pride had forbade me of thy fall to plain.—[''MS. D''.] |} {{block center/e}} </ref>
- ↑ user annotation (Wikisource contributor note)
- ↑
As flashing far the new Volcano shone
And swept the skies with meteors
lightningsnot their own.
or, As flashed the volumed blaze, and sadly
ghastlyshone. The skies with lightnings awful as their own.—
[Letter to Lord Holland, Sept. 25, 1812.]
or, As glared each rising flash, and ghastly shone—
The skies with lightnings awful as their own.—[Letter to Lord Holland, Sept. 27, 1812.]
- ↑
(a) The kiss that left no sting behind
So guiltless Passion thus forbore;
Those eyes bespoke so pure a mind,That Love forgot to plead
askfor more. - ↑
Whate'er beside
Howe'er may beFuturity's behest.
Or seeing thee no more to sink in sullen rest.—[M.S. D.]
- ↑
What marvel that this mistress demon works
Eternal evil wheresoe'er she lurks.—[MS. M.]
when she latent works.—[Copy.] - ↑
—— from whose word
Israel took God, pronounce the law in stone.
Israel left Egypt, cleave the sea in stone.—[MS. Alternative readings.]
- ↑
Love, which to none beloved to love remits,
Seized me with mutual wish to please
with wish of pleasing him
with the desire to pleaseso strong, That, as thou see'st, not yet that passion quits, etc.
- ↑
And thou, my friend! since thus my selfish woe
Bursts from my heart, to weaken in
however light my strain,
for ever light the ——.—[D.]Had the sword laid thee, with the mighty, low
Pride had forbade me of thy fall to plain.—[MS. D.]