Narrative And Miscellaneous Papers, Vol. I.--Thomas De Quincey
Oh! verdure of human fields, cottages of men and women, (that now suddenly seemed all brothers and sisters,) cottages with children around them at play, that are so far below-oh! summer and spring, flowers and blossoms, to which, as to his symbols, God has given the gorgeous privilege of rehearsing for ever upon earth his most mysterious perfection-Life, and the resurrections of Life-is it indeed true, that poor Kate must never see you more? Mutteringly she put that question to herself. But strange are the caprices of ebb and flow in the deep fountains of human sensibilities.

Narrative And Miscellaneous Papers, Vol. II.--Thomas De Quincey
Heavy, indeed, are the arrears still due to philosophic curiosity on the real merits, and on the separate merits, of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Coleridge as a poet-Coleridge as a philosopher! How extensive are those questions, if those were all! and upon neither question have we yet any investigation-such as, by compass of views, by research, or even by earnestness of sympathy with the subject, can, or ought to satisfy, a philosophic demand. Blind is that man who can persuade himself that the interest in Coleridge, taken as a total object, is becoming an obsolete interest.

NARRATIVE OF EVENTS HAPPENING IN PERSIA ON THE BIRTH OF CHRIST
And the king forthwith gave orders to bring in all the interpreters of prodigies, and the sages who were under his dominion. And when all the heralds sped with their proclamations, all these assembled in the temple. And when they saw the star above Pege, and the diadem with the star and the stone, and the statues lying on the floor, they said: O king, a root (offspring) divine and princely has risen, bearing the image of the King of heaven and earth. For Pege-Myria is the daughter of the Bethlehemite Pege.

NARRATIVE OF JOSEPH OF ARIMATHAEA
And in the middle of the feast of unleavened bread, His disciple John comes, and we no longer beheld the robber as to what took place. And John asked Jesus: Who is this, that Thou hast not made me to be seen by him? But Jesus answered him nothing. And falling down before Him, he said: Lord, I know that Thou hast loved me from the beginning, and why dost Thou not reveal to me that man? Jesus says to him: Why dost thou seek what is hidden? Art thou still without understanding?

Narrative of the Life of James Watkins
Full title: Narrative of the Life of James Watkins, Formerly a "Chattel" in Maryland, U. S.; Containing an Account of His Escape from Slavery, Together with an Appeal on Behalf of Three Millions of Such "Pieces of Property," Still Held Under the Standard of the Eagle.

Natural Law in the Spiritual World--HENRY DRUMMOND
What then determines the difference between different animals? What makes one little speck of protoplasm grow into Newton's dog Diamond, and another, exactly the same, into Newton himself? It is a mysterious something which has entered into this protoplasm. No eye can see it. No science can define it. There is a different something for Newton's dog and a different something for Newton

Nature and Human Nature--Thomas Chandler Haliburton
I shall never forget when I was up to Michelimackinic. A thunderin' long word, ain't it? We call it Mackinic now for shortness. But perhaps you wouldn't understand it spelt that way, no more than I did when I was to England that Brighton means Brighthelmeston, or Sissiter, Cirencester, for the English take such liberties with words, they can't afford to let others do the same; so I give it to you both ways. Well, when I was there last, I dined with a village doctor, the greatest epicure I think I ever see in all my born days. He thought and talked of nothing else from morning till night but eatin'.

Neighbor Peter's Mare and Other
Said he, so soon you should not silence keep,/ It is not right:-there's something to be done,/ Ere we suspend the converse we've begun:/ 'Tis proper that, to please the pow'rs divine;/ We Satan instantly in Hell confine;/ He was created for no other end;/ To block him up let's ev'ry effort lend./

New Collected Rhymes--Andrew Lang
"Remember great Montrose, Willie,/ Remember fair Dundee,/ And strike one stroke at the foreign foes/ Of the King that's on the sea./

New Grub Street
Improved text, supersedes earlier version.

Newton Forster
"If I might presume upon my long-standing in the service, Captain -," said a pompous general officer, -whose back appeared to have been fished with the kitchen poker -"If I might venture to offer you advice," continued he, leading me paternally by the arm a little on one side, "it would be, not again to attempt a defence of smuggling: I consider, sir, that as an officer in his Majesty's service, you have strangely committed yourself."

No Living Voice--Thomas Street Millington
'Before getting into bed, I drove into the floor close to the door a small gimlet which formed part of a complicated pocket-knife which I always carried with me, so that it would be impossible for any one to enter the room without my knowledge; there was a lock to the door, but the key would not turn in it; there was also a bolt, but it would not enter the hole intended for it, the door having sunk apparently from its proper level. I satisfied, myself, however, that The door was securely fastened by my gimlet, and soon fell asleep.

No Safety In Numbers
That something was the baleful laugh of The Shadow. That laugh seemed to put at naught all the frantic schemes of the criminal in the room. The laugh crepitated up and down his spine. It was an awesome thing. Even with the sound of hammering fists on the door, Bonds paused, foot in air, where he had frozen as the laugh grated on his wrought-up nerves. He could not bring himself to walk to the window. But if the police found him with the...

No. 11 Welham Square--Herbert Stephen
So I revealed to my sister Ellen the whole of my experience in the matter. She was decidedly sceptical about the ghost, if ghost it could be called, and suggested that I was not well. I vowed that I was as well as any man with a great hole in the back of his head could be, and she consented to the arrangement that I proposed-that she should sit up for a night or two in the drawing-room, while I was in my study, with the door open between us, and that if any remarkable incident occurred, I should call her in.

NOPO GETS HIS MEN --Harold A. Davis
Not by the slightest change of expression did Nopo Beavers show that this was what he had expected. But it was. At the bottom of the ravine was the troopers' car. He had known that must have been where it was concealed. It might escape search there for months. His body might also.

Norman Leslie: A Tale of the Present Times
"Rash, careless man!" said the priest, in a more severe tone, perceiving that he had fully aroused the childish superstition of the sick man, "it is in vain! It is in vain! The fiend has the advantage. You have deserted Heaven-Heaven deserts you! The evil one, even now, enters your room. He gloats upon your dying torments."

Northern Lights, v1
Mitiahwe looked into Swift Wing's dark eyes, and an anger came upon her. "The hearts of cowards will freeze," she rejoined, "and to those that will not see the sun the world will be dark," she added. Then suddenly she remembered to whom she was speaking, and a flood of feeling ran through her; for Swift Wing had cherished her like a fledgeling in the nest till her young white man came from "down East."

Northern Lights, v2
Before the world her head was still held high, but in the attic-room, and out on the prairies far away, where only the coyote or the prairie- hen saw, her head drooped, and her eyes grew heavy with pain and sombre protest. Once in an agony of loneliness, and cruelly hurt by a conspicuous slight put upon her at the Portage by the wife of the Reeve of the town, who had daughters twain of pure white blood got from behind the bar of a saloon in Winnipeg, she had thrown open her window at night with the frost below zero, and stood in her thin nightdress, craving the death which she hoped the cold would give her soon.

Northern Lights, v3
In Aunt Kate, the sister of his wife, dead so many years ago, he had found a spirit stronger than his own. He valued her; he had said more than once, to those who he thought would never repeat it to her, that she was a "great woman"; but self-interest was the mainspring of his appreciation. Since she had come again to his house-she had lived with him once before for two years when his wife was slowly dying-it had been a different place. Housekeeping had cost less than before, yet the cooking was better, the place was beautifully clean, and discipline without rigidity reigned everywhere.

Northern Lights, v4
There was an outdoor scene in the play produced by the impetuous amateurs, and dialogue had been interpolated by three "imps of fame" at the suggestion of Constantine Jopp, one of the three, who bore malice towards O'Ryan, though this his colleagues did not know distinctly. The scene was a camp-fire-a starlit night, a colloquy between the three, upon which the hero of the drama, played by Terry O'Ryan, should break, after having, unknown to them, but in sight of the audience, overheard their kind of intentions towards himself.

Northern Lights, v5
Rawley took the cheroot from his mouth, threw back his head, and laughed mirthlessly, ironically. Then suddenly he stopped and looked round the room till his eyes rested on a portrait-drawing which hung on the wall opposite the window, through which the sun poured. It was the face of a girl with beautiful bronzed hair, and full, fine, beautifully modelled face, with brown eyes deep and brooding, which seemed to have time and space behind them-not before them.

Not So Bad As We Seem
WILMOT. Price of Paradise Lost! Can't expect such prices for poetry now-a-days, my dear Mr. Fallen. Nothing takes that is not sharp and spicy. Hum! I hear you have some most interesting papers; private Memoirs and Confessions of a Man of Quality recently deceased. Nay, nay, Mr. Fallen; don't shrink back; I'm not like that shabby dog, Tonson. Three hundred guineas for the Memoir of Lord Henry de Mowbray!

Not that it Matters--A. A. Milne
The simple truth, and everybody knows it really, is that collars squeak for some people and not for others. A squeaky collar round the neck of a man is a comment, not upon the collar, but upon the man. That man is unlucky. Things are against him. Nature may have done all for him that she could, have given him a handsome outside and a noble inside, but the world of inanimate objects is against him.

Not to be Taken at Bed-Time--Rosa Mulholland
"Och, och! it's not fit for comm' over to young ears, but cuggir (whisper), acushla! It's a sthrip o' the skin o' a corpse, peeled from the crown o' the head to the heel, without crack or split, or the charm's broke; an' that, rowled up, an' put on a sthring roun' the neck o' the wan that's cowld by the wan that wants to be loved. An' sure enough it puts the fire in their hearts, hot an' sthrong, afore twinty-four hours is gone."

NOTES FROM THE UNDERGROUND
Adaptation of Doestoyevsky's novel by Frank Morlock.

Notes on the Pseudonums Used by the Bronte Sisters--Charlotte Bronte
Indeed, I feel myself that it is time the obscurity attending those two names-Ellis and Acton-was done away. The little mystery, which formerly yielded some harmless pleasure, has lost its interest; circumstances are changed. It becomes, then, my duty to explain briefly the origin and authorship of the books written by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell.

Nothing to Eat
The point I advance, if it need confirmation,/ I'll prove by a witness that few will dispute,/ A pink of perfection and truth in the naion/ Where fashion and folly are all of a suit./

Nothing Worse Than a Fright --Alfred de Vigny
Note: Translated and adapted by Frank J. Morlock.

Notre Dame des Eaux--Ralph Adams Cram
Héloïse awoke, bewildered and wondering; in a moment she realized the situation, and with out fear or uneasiness. There was nothing to dread in Notre Dame by night; the ghosts, if there were ghosts, would not trouble her, and the doors were securely locked. It was foolish of her to fall asleep, and her mother would be most uneasy at Pontivy if she realized before dawn that Héloïse had not returned.

Novel of the White Powder--Arthur Machen
I went away but little comforted, all confusion and terror and sorrow, not knowing where to turn. When my brother and I met the next day, I looked quickly at him, and noticed, with a sickening at heart, that the right hand, the hand on which I had clearly seen the patch as of a black fire, was wrapped up with a handkerchief.

Novelle
Wenn du des Morgens aufwachtest beim fruehen Tagschein und den Rachen aufsperrtest, ausstreckend die rote Zunge, so schienst du uns zu laecheln, und wenn schon bruellend, nahmst du doch spielend dein Futter aus den Haenden einer Frau, von den Fingern eines Kindes!

Oberon--Christoph Martin Wieland
Kaum fing Aurora an die Schatten zu verjagen,/ Und schloss dem Tag mit ihrer Rosenhand/ Die Pforten auf, so hielt der Schwanenwagen,/ Nicht weit vom seebespuelten Strand/ Von Askalon, im Schirm von hohen Palmenbaeumen

Oblomov--Adapted from the novel By F. J. MORLOCK
Gutenberg uber-texter Dagny passed along this tidbit: A point of interest is that in the 19th century the term "Oblomovism" passed into the vocabulary to describe a kind of helpless nobleman who couldn't "do" anything, but lived a life of torpor.

Oblomov--Ivan Goncharev
Oblomov's features blushed with delight at the vision. So clear, so vivid, so poetical was it all that for a moment he lay with his face buried in the sofa cushions. Suddenly there had come upon him a dim longing for love and quiet happiness; suddenly he had become athirst for the fields and the hills of his native place, for his home, for a wife, for children. . . .

Oceanic Mythology--Roland B. Dixon
The theme of the swan-maiden, which perhaps occurs in parts of Polynesia and widely in Indonesia, seems quite well developed in the New Hebrides. According to the version told in Lepers Island, a party of heavenly, winged maidens once flew down to earth to bathe, and Tagaro watched them. "He saw them take off their wings, stole one pair, and hid them at the foot of the main pillar of his house.

Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace
From the Connington translation. Thanks to everyone who helped produce this text.

OF PATIENCE.
Not even that species of impatience under the loss of our dear ones is excused, where some assertion of a right to grief acts the patron to it. For the consideration of the apostle's declaration must be set before us, who says, "Be not overwhelmed with sadness at the falling asleep of any one, just as the nations are who are without hope."[1] And justly; or, believing the resurrection of Christ we believe also in our own, for whose sake He both died and rose again.

OF THE JOURNEYINGS OF PHILIP THE APOSTLE
And the proconsul seeing them, gnashed his teeth, saying: Torture these deceivers that have deceived many women, and young men and girls, saying that they are worshippers of God, while they are an abomination. And he ordered thongs of raw hide to be brought, and Philip and Bartholomew and Mariamme to be beaten; and after they had been scourged with the thongs, he ordered their feet to be tied, and them to be dragged through the streets of the city as far as the gate of their temple. And a great crowd was assembled, so that scarcely any one stayed at home; and they all wondered at their patience, as they were being violently and inhumanly dragged along.

OF THE MANICHAEANS.--Alexander
Is matter, in respect of alteration, an evil cause? It is thus proved that it is not more evil than good. For let the beginning of the, change be from evil. Thus the change is from this to good through that which is indifferent. But let the alteration be from good. Again the beginning goes on through that which is indifferent. Whether the motion be to one extreme or to the other, the method is the same, and this is abundantly set Forth. All motion has to do with quantity; but quality is the guide in virtue and vice. Now we know that these two are enerically distinguished. But are God and matter alone principles, or floes there remain anything else which is the mean between these two? For it there is nothing, these things remain unintermingled one with another. And it is well said that if the extremes are intermingled, there is a necessity for some thing intermediate to connect them.

OF THE MANNER IN WHICH THE PERSECUTORS DIED
But that which gave rise to public and universal calamity, was the tax imposed at once on each province and city. Surveyors having been spread abroad, and occupied in a general and severe scrutiny, horrible scenes were exhibited, like the outrages of victorious enemies, and the wretched state of captives. Each spot of ground was measured, vines and fruit-trees numbered, lists taken of animals of every kind, and a capi-tation-roll made up.

Off on a Comet
Improved text, supersedes earlier version.

Oh, Money! Money!--Eleanor Hodgman Porter
"Well, of course Maggie had to come home right away. None of the rest wanted to take care of him and Maggie had to. There was another Duff sister then-a married sister (she's died since), but SHE wouldn't take him, so Maggie had to. Of course, none of the Blaisdells wanted the care of him-and he wasn't their father, anyway. Frank was wanting to marry me, and Jim and Flora were in school and wanted to stay there, of course. So Maggie came. Poor girl!

OLD CREOLE DAYS--Adapted from stories by George Washington Cable BY F. J. MORLOCK
Pere Jerome The story is that a young girl was on the ship. She went up to the pirate Captain and pointed to her Bible. He read the passage she pointed out, bowed, tipped his hat gallantly, and left. . . .

Old French Romances--William Morris
Therewith they went their ways to the Court of the Count and found him not there, because he was gone to Bericain to visit Amis his fellow, and comfort him of the death of his father. And when he found him not, he departed sore troubled, and said to himself that he would not betake him to his own land till he had found Amis his fellow; and he sought him in France and in Almaine, where soever he heard tell that his kindred were, and could find no certainty of him.

Old Friends--Andrew Lang
I have nussed a many lunacies, Betsy, and in a general way am dispoged to humour them rather than set them right up agin the fire when fractious. But this Pecksniff is the tryingest creature; he having got it in his mind as he is Somebody very high, and talking about the House, and Bills, and clauses, and the "sacred cause of Universal Anarchy," for such was his Bible language, though meaning to me no more than the babe unborn.

Old Man's Calendar and Other
HIS wife howe'er engaged his constant cares;/ He counted e'en the number of her hairs;/ And kept a hag who followed every hour,/ Where'er she went, each motion to devour;/

OLD PORTRAITS
To a certain extent the neighbours were right: Alexey Sergeitch had lived in his Suhodol for almost seventy years on end, and had had hardly anything whatever to do with the existing authorities, with the police or the law-courts. "Police-courts are for the robber, and discipline for the soldier," he used to say; "but I, thank God, am neither robber nor soldier!"

Old Rose and Silver--Myrtle Reed
Juliet bloomed with pleasure and her eyes sparkled. "Isabel came out to see us," she continued, "and I don't think she had a good time. We showed her all our fishing rods, and let her help us make fudges, and we did stunts for her on the trapeze in the attic, and Romie told her she could have any one of our dogs, but she said she didn't want it, and she wouldn't stay to supper.

Olive, Vol. 1--Dinah Maria Craik
She was very small in stature and proportions-quite a little fairy. Her cheek had the soft peachy hue of girlhood; nay, of very childhood. You would never have thought her a mother. She lay back, half-buried in the great arm-chair; and then, suddenly springing up from amidst the cloud of white muslins and laces that enveloped her, she showed her young, blithe face.

Olive, Vol. 2
Thus Olive went on her way, showing sweet tenderness to little Ailie, and, as it seemed, being gradually drawn by the child to the father. Besides, there was another sympathy between them, caused by the early associations of both, and by their common Scottish blood. For Harold had inherited from his father nothing but his name; from his mother everything. Born on northern soil, he was a Scotsman to the very depth of his nature.

Olive, Vol. 3
Subdued she was not. Night after night, when Olive was recovering, they heard her pacing up and down her chamber, sometimes even until dawn. A little her spirit had been crushed, Mrs. Gwynne thought, when there was hanging over her what might become the guilt of murder; but as soon as Olive's danger passed, it again rose. No commands, no persuasions, could induce Christal to visit her sister, though the latter entreated it daily, longing for the meeting and reconciliation.

Olla Podrida
The conversation dropped, and we sat down to dinner; the time passed away, as it always does, when old friends, who respect and like each other, meet, after an absence of some months. After dinner we smoked cigars; and, as the evening advanced, there were none left on the table. B- rang the bell for his servant to procure others; the servant had gone out and was no where to be found, and for security had locked the bed-room door and taken the key with him. So we drank our claret, and waited for his return. "Thinks I to myself" -but I said nothing.

ON ALL THE SAINTS
For these have inspired aged men to accomplish with much love a long course, and constrained them to support their failing steps by the staff of the word;(6) and they have stimulated women to finish their course like the young men, and have brought to this, too, those of tender years, yea, even creeping children. In this wise have the martyrs shown their power, leaping with joy in the presence of death, laughing at the sword, making sport of the wrath of princes, grasping at death as the producer of deathlessness

ON BAPTISM
I know not whether any further point is mooted to bring baptism into controversy. Permit me to call to mind what I have omitted above, lest I seem to break off the train of impending thoughts in the middle. There is to us one, and but one, baptism; as well according to the Lord's gospel[11] as according to the apostle's letters,[12] inasmuch as he says, "One God, and one baptism, and one church in the heavens."[13]

ON EASTER--VENANTIUS HONORIUS CLEMENTIANUS FORTUNATUS
The seasons blush varied with the flowery, fair weather,[2] and the gate of the pole lies open with greater light. His path in the heaven raises the fire-breathing[3] sun higher, who goes forth on his course,[4] and enters the waters of the ocean. Armed with rays traversing the liquid elements, in this[5] brief night he stretches out the day in a circle.

ON EXHORTATION TO CHASTITY
, therefore, second marriage finds the source of its allowance in that "will of God" which is called indulgence, we shall deny that that which has indulgence for its cause is volition pure; if in that to which some other-that, namely, which regards continence as more desirable-is preferred as superior, we shall have learned (by what has been argued above), that the not-superior is rescinded by the superior. Suffer me to have touched upon these considerations, in order that I may now follow the course of the apostle's words.

ON FASTING
For even by this very fact, that He exempts from eating that flesh only the 'soul' of which is not out-shed through 'blood,' it is manifest that He has conceded the use of all other flesh." To this we reply, that it was not suitable for man to be burdened with any further special law of abstinence, who so recently showed himself unable to tolerate so light an interdiction-of one single fruit, to wit; that, accordingly, having had the rein relaxed, he was to be strengthened by his very liberty; that equally after the deluge, in the reformation of the human race

ON IDOLATRY
If we think over the rest of faults, tracing them from their generations, let us begin with covetousness, "a root of all evils,"(5) wherewith, indeed, some having been ensnared, "have suffered shipwreck about faith."(6) Albeit covetousness is by the same apostle called idolatry.(7) In the next place proceeding to mendacity, the minister of covetousness (of false swearing I am silent, since even swearing is not lawful(8))-is trade adapted for a servant of God? But, covetousness apart, what is the motive for acquiring?

ON MODESTY
For before her doors it stands, and by the example of its own stigma admonishes all others, and calls at the same time to its own aid the brethren's tears, and returns with an even richer merchandise-their compassion, namely-than their communion. And if it reaps not the harvest of peace here, yet it sows the seed of it with the Lord; nor does it lose, but prepares, its fruit. It will not fail of emolument if it do not fail in duty. Thus, neither is such repentance vain, nor such discipline harsh. Both honour God. The former, by laying no flattering unction to itself, will more readily win success; the latter, by assuming nothing to itself, will more fully aid.

ON MONOGAMY.
But grant that these argumentations may be thought to be forced and founded on con- jectures, if no dogmatic teachings have stood parallel with them which the Lord uttered in treating of divorce, which, permitted formerly, He now prohibits, first because "from the beginning it was not so," like plurality of marriage; secondly, because "What God hath conjoined, man shall not separate,"[1]-for fear, namely, that he contravene the Lord: for He alone shall "separate" who has "conjoined" (separate, moreover, not through the harshness of divorce, which (harshness) He censures and restrains, but through the debt of death) if, indeed, "one of two sparrows falleth not on the ground without the Father's will."

ON PRAYER.
Albeit Israel washed daily all his limbs over, yet is he never clean. His hands, at all events, are ever unclean, eternally dyed with the blood of the prophets, and of the Lord Himself; and on that account, as being hereditary culprits from their privity to their fathers' crimes,[21] they do not dare even to raise them unto the Lord,[22] for fear some Isaiah should cry out,[23] for fear Christ should utterly shudder.

ON REPENTANCE
To reckon up the good, of repentance, the subject-matter is copious, and therefore should be committed to great eloquence. Let us, however, in proportion to our narrow abilities, inculcate one point,-that what God enjoins is good and best. I hold it audacity to dispute about the "good" of a divine precept; for, indeed, it is not the fact that it is good which binds us to obey, but the fact that God has enjoined it.

On Revenues
The above facts are, I think, conclusive. They encourage us not only to introduce as much human labour as possible into the mines, but to extend the scale of operations within, by increase of plant, etc., in full assurance that there is no danger either of the ore itself being exhausted or of silver becoming depreciated. And in advancing these views I am merely following a precedent set me by the state herself. So it seems to me, since the state permits any foreigner who desires it to undertake mining operations on a footing of equality[9] with her own citizens.

On The American Contribution--Winston Churchill
In America we succeeded in eliminating hereditary power, in obtaining a large measure of political liberty, only to see the rise of an economic power, and the consequent loss of economic liberty. The industrial development of the United States was of course a necessary and desirable thing, but the economic doctrine which formed the basis of American institutions proved to be unsuited to industrialism, and introduced unforeseen evils that were a serious menace to the Republic. An individualistic economic philosophy worked admirably while there was ample land for the pioneer, equality of opportunity to satisfy the individual initiative of the enterprising.

ON THE APPAREL OF WOMEN
You must know that in the eye of perfect, that is, Christian, modesty, (carnal) desire of one's self (on the part of others) is not only not to be desired, but even execrated, by you: first, because the study of making personal grace (which we know to be naturally the inviter of lust) a mean of pleasing does not spring from a sound conscience: why therefore excite toward yourself that evil (passion)? why invite (that) to which you profess yourself a stranger? secondly, because we ought not to open a way to temptations, which, by their instancy, sometimes achieve (a wickedness)

On the Brighton Road--Richard Middleton
'I tell you,' the boy said hoarsely, 'people like us can't get away from this sort of thing if we want to. Always hungry and thirsty and dog-tired and walking all the time. And yet if anyone offers me a nice home and work my stomach feels sick. Do I look strong? I know I'm little for my age, but I've been knocking about like this for six years, and do you think I'm not dead? I was drowned bathing at Margate, and I was killed by a gypsy with a spike

ON THE FLESH OF CHRIST
Since(24) you think that this lay within the competency of your own arbitrary choice, you must needs have supposed that being born(25) was either impossible for God, or unbecoming to Him. With God, however, nothing is impossible but what He does not will. Let us consider, then, whether He willed to be born (for if He had the will, He also had the power, and was born). I put the argument very briefly. If God had willed not to be born, it matters not why, He would not have presented Himself in the likeness of man.

ON THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO MATTHEW
THE single eye is the love unfeigned; for when the body is enlightened by it, it sets forth through the medium of the outer members only things which are perfectly correspondent with the inner thoughts. But the evil eye is the pretended love, which is also called hypocrisy, by which the whole body of the man is made darkness.

ON THE HIGH ROAD
BORTSOV. You don't understand me. . . . Understand me, you fool, if there's a drop of brain in your peasant's wooden head, that it isn't I who am asking you, but my inside, using the words you understand, that's what's asking! My illness is what's asking! Understand!

ON THE JEWISH MEATS--NOVATIAN
Moreover, what does the law mean when it says, "Thou shalt not eat the camel?"(5)-except that by the example of that animal it condemns a life nerveless(6) and crooked with crimes. Or when it forbids the swine to be taken for food? It assuredly reproves a life filthy and dirty, and delighting in the garbage of vice, placing its supreme good not in generosity of mind, but in the flesh alone. Or when it forbids the hare? It rebukes men deformed into women. And who would use the body of the weasel for food? But in this case it reproves theft.

ON THE PALLIUM
But, albeit utterance be mute-impeded by infancy or else checked by bashfulness, for life is content with an even tongueless philosophy-my very cut is eloquent. A philosopher, in fact, is heard so long as he is seen. My. very sight puts vices to the blush. Who suffers not, when he sees his own rival? Who can bear to gaze ocularly at him at whom mentally he cannot? Grand is the benefit conferred by the Mantle, at the thought whereof moral improbity absolutely blushes. Let philosophy now see to the question of her own profitableness; for she is not the only associate whom I boast.

ON THE RESURRECTION OF THE FLESH
Hence it is that heretics start at once from this point,(1) from which they sketch the first draft of their dogmas, and afterwards add the details, being well aware how easily men's minds are caught by its influence, (and actuated) by that community of human sentiment which is so favourable to their designs. Is there anything else that you can hear of from the heretic, as also from the heathen, earlier in time or greater in extent?

ON THE SUBJECT OF THE SOUL
Our body, when it is put in action, is put in action either from without or from within. And that it is not put in action from without, is manifest from the circumstance that it is put in action neither by impulsion(11) nor by traction,(12) like soulless things. And again, if it is put in action from within, it is not put in action according to nature, like fire. For fire never loses its action as long as there is fire; whereas the body, when it has become dead, is a body void of action.

ON THE TRINITY
I see in all three essentials-substance, genus, name. We speak of man, servant, curator (curatorem),-man, by reason of substance; servant, by reason of genus or condition; curator, by reason of denomination. We speak also of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit: these, however, are not names which have only supervened at some after period, but they are subsistences. Again, the denomination of man is not in actual fact a denomination, but a substance common to men, and is the denomination proper to all men.

ON THE WORKMANSHIP OF GOD, OR THE FORMATION OF MAN
For the parts of the intestines which receive the food and drink from the belly are more open than the other coils, and much more delicate. These entwine themselves around and encompass the bladder; and when the meat and the drink have arrived at these parts in a mixed state, the excrement becomes more solid, and passes through, but all the moisture is strained through those tender parts,(11) and the bladder, the membrane of which is equally fine and delicate, absorbs and collects it, so as to send it forth where nature has opened an outlet.

ONE BULLET MAKES MURDER --NORMAN A. DANIELS
He searched Higgins, but found no weapon on him. Steel links closed around the ex-racketeer's right wrist. He made no protest, but he did look worried. At a gesture from Gallagher, he left the room, started down the staircase with Pickering following up at the rear. Gallagher was on edge! He didn't like this. Maybe Higgins was turning yellow and ready to make a deal with the D. A.; still there was something a little too pat about it all.

One Doubtful Hour--Ella Hepworth Dixon
WHAT was the fortune of Flora? Nobody seemed to know, and what was more curious, nobody seemed to like to ask; yet it was impossible for a young couple to be more light-hearted on the eve of the adventure of matrimony. Laurie, it is true, was at the golden age of twenty-three, and had never allowed himself to be annoyed by a care or an unpaid debt in his jocund young life; while to mention that the bride-elect was an American of five-and-twenty, though she looked (and called herself) nineteen, is to say that her outlook on the world and its problems was as cheerful as is consistent with living in the twentieth century.

One January Morning--H.M. Tomlinson
We find it difficult to admit that a poet's thought may be beautiful because of its contrast with the darkness of our customary ways, for that would mean that beauty convicted us. It is not in the province of poetry to do that; it fails us when it is not an irrelevant solace at leisure, pleasant, as is wine, after the dustiness of a harsh and insistent world. We are not consoled when the god made in our image is charged with betraying our ugliness.

One Thousand Questions in California Agriculture Answered--E.J. Wickson
It has been definitely shown by experience and experiment that is does not matter much where the seed comes from, providing it is well grown and good of its kind. There is no such advantage in changing seed from one locality to another as is commonly supposed. Besides, it is now very difficult to tell positively where seed is grown, because California wholesale seeds are retailed in all the States you mention, and the contents of many small packets of seeds distributed in California went first of all from California to the Eastern retailers, who advertise and sell them everywhere.

Op. I.--Dorothy L. Sayers
Only one painter could have painted thee,/ Still mother with the unimpassioned eyes,/ Dark with the mystery Of many centuries,/ Couldst thou have walked in a woman's guise/ Under the blue, exulting skies/

ORATION CONCERNING SIMEON AND ANNA
VI. Hence the aged Simeon, putting off the weakness of the flesh, and putting on the strength of hope, in the face of the law hastened to receive the Minister of the law, the Teacher(1) with authority, the God of Abraham, the Protector of Isaac, the Holy One of Israel, the Instructor of Moses; Him, I say, who promised to show him His divine incarnation, as it were His hinder parts;(2) Him who, in the midst of poverty, was rich; Him who in infancy was before the ages; Him who, though seen, was invisible;

ORATION ON THE PALMS.
III. But while these things were doing, and the disciples were rejoicing and praising God with a loud voice for all the mighty works that they had seen, saying, Blessed be the King that cometh in the name of the Lord; peace in heaven, and glory in the highest;(9) the city began to inquire, saying, Who is this?(10) stirring up its hardened and inveterate envy against the glory of the Lord.

Orchestra--Sir John Davies
Or if this (All) which round about we see/ (As idle Morpheus some sicke braines hath taught)/ Of vndeuided motes compacted bee,/ How was this goodly Architecture wrought?/ Or by what meanes were they together brought?

Organic Gardener's Composting--Steve Solomon
Whenever I want to buy something it has become my habit first to ask myself if the desired object could possibly bring me as much pleasure as knowing that I don't have to get up and go to work the next morning. Usually I decide to save the money so I do not have to earn more. En extremis, I repeat the old Yankee marching chant like a mantra: Make do! Wear it out! When it is gone, do without! Bum, Bum! Bum bi Dum! Bum bi di Dum, Bum bi Dum!

ORIGEN AGAINST CELSUS, v1
Now, with regard to his statement that he "is acquainted with all our doctrines," we have to say that this is a boastful and daring assertion; for if he had read the prophets in particular, which are full of acknowledged difficulties, and of declarations that are obscure to the multitude, and if he had perused the parables of the Gospels, and the other writings of the law and of the Jewish history, and the utterances of the apostles, and had read them candidly

ORIGEN AGAINST CELSUS, v2
Celsus, however, accepting or granting that Jesus foreknew what would befall Him, might think to make light of the admission, as he did in the case of the miracles, when he alleged that they were wrought by means of sorcery; for he might say that many persons by means of divination, either by auspices, or auguries, or sacrifices, or nativities, have come to the knowledge of what was to happen.

ORIGEN AGAINST CELSUS, v3
But observe what he alleges as a proof of his statement: "Christians at first were few in number, and held the same opinions; but when they grew to be a great multitude, they were divided and separated, each wishing to have his own individual party:[4] for this was their object from the beginning." That Christians at first were few in number, in comparison with the multitudes who subsequently became Christian, is undoubted; and yet, all things considered, they were not so very few.

ORIGEN AGAINST CELSUS, v4
For there are different appearances, as it were, of the Word, according as He shows Himself to each one of those who come to His doctrine; and this in a manner corresponding to the condition of him who is just becoming a disciple, or of him who has made a little progress, or of him who has advanced further, or of him who has already nearly attained to virtue, or who has even already attained it.

ORIGEN AGAINST CELSUS, v5
As we allege, however, that he has fallen into confusion in consequence of false notions which he has imbibed, come and let us point them out to the best of our ability, and show that although Celsus considers it to be a Jewish custom to bow down to the heaven and the angels in it, such a practice is not at all Jewish, but is in violation of Judaism, as it also is to do obeisance to sun, moon, and stars, as well as images.

ORIGEN AGAINST CELSUS, v6
Now the "human" wisdom is that which is termed by us the wisdom of the "world," which is "foolishness with God;" whereas the "divine"-being different from the "human," because it is "divine"-comes, through the grace of God who bestows it, to those who have evinced their capacity for receiving it, and especially to those who, from knowing the difference between either kind of wisdom, say, in their prayers to God,

ORIGEN AGAINST CELSUS, v7
But if he were dealing honestly in his accusations, he ought to have given the exact terms of the prophecies, whether those in which the speaker is introduced as claiming to be God Almighty, or those in which the Son of God speaks, or finally those under the name of the Holy Spirit. For thus he might have endeavoured to overthrow these assertions, and have shown that there was no divine inspiration in those words which urged men to forsake their sins, which condemned the past and foretold the future.

ORIGEN AGAINST CELSUS, v8
Whilst there are thus many gods and lords, whereof some are such in reality, and others are such only in name, we strive to rise not only above those whom the nations of the earth worship as gods, but also beyond those spoken of as gods in Scripture, of whom they are wholly ignorant who are strangers to the covenants of God given by Moses and by our Saviour Jesus, and who have no part in the promises which He has made to us through them.

ORIGEN DE PRINCIPIIS, v2
2. Then, in the next place, we must know that every being which is endowed with reason, and transgresses its statutes and limitations, is undoubtedly involved in sin by swerving from rectitude and justice. Every rational creature, therefore, is capable of earning praise and censure: of praise, if, in conformity to that reason which he possesses, he advance to better things; of censure, if he fall away from the plan and course of rectitude, for which reason he is justly liable to pains and penalties.

ORIGEN DE PRINCIPIIS, v2
2. But God, by the ineffable skill of His wisdom, transforming and restoring all things, in whatever manner they are made, to some useful aim, and to the common advantage of all, recalls those very creatures which differed so much from each other in mental conformation to one agreement of labour and purpose; so that, although they are under the influence of different motives, they nevertheless complete the fulness and perfection of one world, and the very variety of minds tends to one end of perfection.

ORIGEN DE PRINCIPIIS, v3
2. But now, since we are treating of the manner in which the opposing powers stir up those contests, by means of which false knowledge is introduced into the minds of men, and human souls led astray, while they imagine that they have discovered wisdom, I think it necessary to name and distinguish the wisdom of this world, and of the princes of this world, that by so doing we may discover who are the fathers of this wisdom, nay, even of these kinds of wisdom

ORIGEN DE PRINCIPIIS, v4
2. And we may see, moreover, how that religion itself grew up in a short time, making progress by the punishment and death of its worshippers, by the plundering of their goods, and by the tortures of every kind which they endured; and this result is the more surprising, that even the teachers of it themselves neither were men of skill,[1] nor very numerous; and yet these words are preached throughout the whole world, so that Greeks and Barbarians, wise and foolish, adopt the doctrines of the Christian religion.[3]

Original Poems--Mary Hopkins Pilkington
But treach'ry harden'd Donald's breast;/ Treach'ry of deepest dye--/A friend depriv'd his soul of rest,/ And dimm'd his lust'rous eye.

Orlando Furioso--Ludovico Ariosto
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Osric--Charlotte Elizabeth
Full title: Osric: a Missionary Tale; with The Garden, and Other Poems.

Other People's Money
When, on the morning after this dinner, which was to form an era in her life, Mme. Favoral woke up, her husband was already up, pencil in hand, and busy figuring.

Our Nervous Friends--Robert S. Carroll
The price we pay for defective nerves is one of mankind's big burdens. Humanity reaches its vaunted supremacy, it realizes the heights of manhood and womanhood through its power to meet what the day brings, to collect the best therefrom and to fit itself profitably to use that best for the good of its kind. And these possibilities are all dependent on the superb, complicated nervous system. The miracles of right and wise living are rooted deep in the nerve-centers. Man's nervous system is his adjusting mechanism-his indicator revealing the proper methods of reaction.

Our Pilots in the Air--Captain William B. Perry
"We'll have to divide up, and at once," said the captain. "In fact, ever since Erwin used that searchlight to show me the way down, I haven't felt that we were safe here. Therefore I say all aboard just as soon as we can be loaded in -what is that?" as a sharp staccato of shocks rose from Brodno's machine, the result of his tinkering with his air-exhaust. Even as he made haste to stop them, time being all important, Byers was placing the two women in his own plane, saying:

Out of the Depths--Robert W. Chambers
There was a silence; Shannon, mute and perplexed, set his coffee on the window sill and leaned back, flicking the ashes from his cigar; Harrod passed his hands slowly over his hollow temples: "Her parents are dead; she is nor yet twenty; she is not equipped to support herself in life; and-she is beautiful. What chance has she, Shannon?"

Out of the Earth--Arthur Machen
Then people quoted "a doctor in large practice in a well-known town in the Midlands," to the effect that Tremaen was a sink of juvenile depravity. They said that a responsible medical man's evidence was final and convincing; but they didn't bother to find out who the doctor was, or whether there was any doctor at all-or any doctor relevant to the issue. Then the thing began to get into the papers in a sort of oblique, by-the-way sort of manner.

Out of the Primitive--Robert Ames Bennet
"Then-But I can't leave you here in this hell-hole! You've no right to ask me to do that, Tom. If I could bring my guns ashore and stay with you-But she'll never be more in need of some one, if you insist upon your plan. I say! I have it-We'll slip you aboard after dark. You can lie in covert till we reach Port Mozambique. I trust I'm clever enough to keep her diverted that long. Can put it that you're outfitting-all that, y' know."

Out of the Sea--A. C. Benson
There were some clothes hanging on pegs, and in a corner was a heap of garments, piled up. On one of the chests stood a box of rough deal, and from the corner of it dripped water, which lay in a little pool on the floor. Master Grimston went hurriedly to the box and pushed it further to the wall. As he did so, a kind of sound came from Henry's lips.

OUT OF THE SHADOW--Michael Fairless
There is but one necessary condition of this finding; we must follow the particular manifestation of light given us, never resting until it rests-over the place of the Child. And there is but one insurmountable hindrance, the extinction of or drawing back from the light truly apprehended by us. We forget this, and judge other men by the light of our own soul.

Out of the Storm
Then the hill thundered down upon those two. It seemed to me that the Thing gave a bellow as it leapt. It roared about them churning and growling; then surged away, and there was only one-the Mother. There appeared to me to be blood as well as water upon her face, especially about her mouth; but the distance was too great, and I cannot be sure. I looked away.

Out of Time's Abyss
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Outside the Door--E. F. Benson
"We are only just beginning to conjecture," she said, "how inextricable is the interweaving between mind, soul, life - call it what you will - and the purely material part of the created world. That such interweaving existed has, of course, been known for centuries; doctors, for instance, knew that a cheerful optimistic spirit on the part of their patients conduced towards recovery; that fear, the mere emotion, had a definite effect on the beat of the heart, that anger produced chemical changes in the blood, that anxiety led to indigestion, that under the influence of strong passion a man can do things which in his normal state he is physically incapable of performing.

Over Prairie Trails--Frederick Philip Grove
Now I have already said that snow is the only really plastic element in which the wind can carve the vagaries of its mood and leave a record of at least some permanency. The surface of the sea is a wonderful book to be read with a lightning-quick eye; I do not know anything better to do as a cure for ragged nerves-provided you are a good sailor. But the forms are too fleeting, they change too quickly-so quickly, indeed, that I have never succeeded in so fixing their record upon my memory as to be able to develop one form from the other in descriptive notes.

Overland Riders on the Great American Desert
Full title: Grace Harlowe's Overland Riders on the Great American Desert--by Jessie Graham Flower

Owen Wingrave
It was the fact that the occupants of Paramore did indeed take their trouble hard that struck Spencer Coyle after he had been an hour or two in that fine old house. This very short second visit, beginning on the Saturday evening, was to constitute the strangest episode of his life. As soon as he found himself in private with his wife - they had retired to dress for dinner - they called each other's attention with effusion and almost with alarm to the sinister gloom that was stamped on the place.

Pagan Papers--Kenneth Grahame
Moments there are, it is true, when this traitor spirit tricks you: when some subtle scent, some broken notes of an old song, nay, even some touch of a fresher air on your cheeks at night - a breath of ``le vent qui vient à travers la montagne'' - have power to ravish, to catch you back to the blissful days when you trod the one authentic Paradise. Moments only, alas!

PAID TO DIE--Norman A. Daniels
For three hours O'Hara occupied a chair beside the wounded man's bed. It was after midnight. The nurse had gone for her authorized rest period and O'Hara was alone. Clayton mumbled something, but it was unintelligible. Then there was a soft tap on the door. O'Hara grabbed the gun Iying on the medicine table, thumbed back the trigger and stepped to the door.

PANDORA, By VOLTAIRE
PANDORA: (noticing Prometheus in the midst of the nymphs)/ What object attracts my eyes!/ Of all that I see in these pleasant parts/ It's you, it's you, no question, to whom I owe life. / My soul is filled with the fire from your glances;/ You seem still to vivify me.

PANTAENUS, THE ALEXANDRIAN PHILOSOPHER
From this mission he seems to have returned about A.D. 192. Possibly he was master of the Alexandrian school before he went to India, and came back to his chair when that mission was finished. There he sat till about A.D. 212, and under him this Christian academy became famous. It had existed as a catechetical school from the Apostles' time, according to St. Jerome.

Paste
"Nothing. Thank you very much." With which she bent her eyes on the article wrapped, and now only exposed, in her superannuated satchel-a string of large pearls, such a shining circle as might once have graced the neck of a provincial Ophelia and borne company to a flaxen wig. "This perhaps IS worth something. Feel it." And she passed him the necklace, the weight of which she had gathered for a moment into her hand.

Patty in Paris--Carolyn Wells
"As soon as it can be made habitable," said Mrs. Farrington; "they call it a furnished house, but it is not at all my idea of furnishing. It's about as well appointed as a summer cottage might be at home. The drawing-room is all right, and the dining-room is fairly good, but the bedrooms must be almost entirely refurnished. Some day, my children, you shall go shopping with me to select things for your own rooms."

Patty's Butterfly Days--Carolyn Wells
"Never mind; don't interrupt. I think you are the most adorable fluff of femininity in the world,-and I KNOW I love you, and I want you for all my very own. Patty,-DARLING,-tell me now what you think of ME."

Patty's Suitors--Carolyn Wells
"Marie, I've a notion to shake you! You little match-maker,-or mischief-maker,-stop getting notions into your head! In the first place, I've known your paragon of a cousin only a few weeks; and in the second place, there's no use going any further than the first place! Now, you go to sleep, and dream about birds and flowers and sunshine, and don't fill your pretty head with grown-up notions."

Paul and Virginia--Bernardin de Saint Pierre
To this scene I loved to resort, as I could here enjoy at once the richness of an unbounded landscape, and the charm of uninterrupted solitude. One day, when I was seated at the foot of the cottages, and contemplating their ruins, a man, advanced in years, passed near the spot. He was dressed in the ancient garb of the island, his feet were bare, and he leaned upon a staff of ebony; his hair was white, and the expression of his countenance was dignified and interesting.

Paul Ferroll--Caroline Wigley Clive
OK, so elsewhere on this site we've got "Why Paul Ferroll Killed His Wife"--I hope I didn't give anything away there.

Pauline's Passion and Punishment
Her eyes came back from their long gaze and settled on him full of an intelligence which deepened his perplexity. "You have not learned to know me yet; death is not more inexorable or time more tireless than I. This week has seemed one of indolent delight to you. To me it has been one of constant vigilance and labor, for scarcely a look, act, or word of mine has been without effect.

Peach Blossom Shangri-la--Tao YuanMing
At first it was so narrow that he could barely pass, but after advancing a short distance it suddenly opened up to reveal a broad, flat area with imposing houses, good fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees, bamboo, and the like. The fisherman saw paths extending among the fields in all directions, and could hear the sounds of chickens and dogs. Men and women working in the fields all wore clothing that looked like that of foreign lands. The elderly and children all seemed to be happy and enjoying themselves.

Pearl-Maiden
"I do not know; I only know this, that in that wall, as in others, a door will be found. Trouble not for the future, but leave it in the hand of Him Who shapes all futures. Sufficient to the day is the evil thereof. So He said. Accept the saying and be grateful. It is something to have gained the love of such a one as this Roman, for, unless the wisdom which I have gained through many years is at fault, he is true and honest; and that man must be good at heart who can be reared in Rome and in the worship of its gods and yet remain honest.

Peau de Chagrin--M. Louis Judicus--Translated and adapted by Frank J. Morlock
RAPHAEL: Well, this torture that seems so ridiculous to you - I endured with rage - and happiness. All the torments that I suffered, I suffered with delight. My flesh, my blood, my life, yes, I would give my life to the one who would tell me: Hope! Foedora will love you. Ah, it's necessary that this woman belong to me or that an abyss separate us. This morning I had a letter delivered to her in which I asked her for a supreme and final interview. Tonight, for the last time, perhaps, I will cross the door of her hotel.

Pecheur d'Islande--Pierre Loti
C'est par le train du soir qu'elle s'en était allée. Pour économiser, ils s'étaient rendus à pied à la gare; lui, portant son carton de voyage et la soutenant de son bras fort sur lequel elle s'appuyait de tout son poids. Elle était fatiguée, fatiguée, la pauvre vieille; elle n'en pouvait plus, de s'être tant surmenée pendant trois ou quatre jours. Le dos tout courbé sous son châle brun, ne trouvant plus la force de se redresser, elle n'avait plus rien de jeunet dans la tournure et sentait bien toute l'accablante lourdeur de ses soixante-seize ans. A l'idée que c'était fini, que dans quelques minutes il faudrait le quitter, son coeur se déchirait d'une manière affreuse.

Peck's Bad Boy With the Cowboys--Hon. Geo. W. Peck
San Antonio, Texas.-My Dear Chum: Dad and I left Hot Springs because the man who kept the hotel where we stopped got prejudiced against me. I suppose I did carry the thing a little too far. You see dad has got into this breakfast food habit, and reads all the advertisements that describe new inventions of breakfast food, and he has got himself so worked up over the bran mash that he is losing appetite for anything substantial, and he is getting weak and nutty. Ma told me when I went away with dad that she wanted me to try my best to break dad of the breakfast food habit, and I promised to do it. Say, kid, if you ever expect to succeed in life, you have got to establish a reputation for keeping your promises.

Peggy Stewart: Navy Girl at Home--Gabrielle E. Jackson
"I'm going to try an experiment," she slipped from Shashai's back. Going to the fence she vaulted the four-foot barrier as easily as Shashai would have skimmed over six. Salt came to her at once, but Pepper hesitated. It was only momentary, for soon both heads were nestling confidingly to her. She was never without her little bag of sugar and a lump or two were eagerly accepted.

Penitentiaries and Reformatories--Felicia Skene
There are many motives which induce them to seek a shelter without a shadow of repentance for their evil lives. Generally speaking, it is a sudden impulse following some act of cruelty from the wretches among whom they live, or it is the sight of some worn-out companion dying in a workhouse, or some other phase of the temporal penalties of their career. Sometimes it is want succeeding lavish excess, or pain, disease, disappointment, disgust at the miseries which go side by side with their so-called pleasures; these, and a hundred other motives, drive those wayward, impulsive beings to any refuge which may seem to present itself, and the true wisdom, the true charity, would be to take advantage of the motive, be it even evil, which prompts them to escape

Percival Keene
"Don't let your vexation get the better of you, Master Keene; you've the best of it, if you only keep your temper; let him play his cards, and you play yours. As you know his cards and he don't know yours, you must win the game in the end -that is, if you are commonly prudent."

PERE GORIOT (A Drama Vaudeville)
Note: Dramatized from Balzac's novel by M. Theaulon (Marie-Emmanuel Guillaume-Marguerite 1787-1841) with Jaime and A. Decomberousse Translated and adapted by Frank J. Morlock

PEREAT ROCHUS--ANTONIO FOGAZZARO
This troubled face, this affectionate tone, softened poor Don Rocco's heart, petrified by pain and surprise. This time two real tears fell from his palpitating eyelids. His mouth, closed tight, was twisting and trembling, but still resisted. Seeing then that he answered not a word, the professor ran to the stairs and called down that the physician should be sent for.

Peredur the Son of Evrawc--Translation by Lady Charlotte Guest
"Mother," said Peredur, "what are those yonder?" "They are angels, my son," said she. "By my faith," said Peredur, "I will go and become an angel with them." And Peredur went to the road, and met them. "Tell me, good soul," said Owain, "sawest thou a knight pass this way, either to-day or yesterday?" "I know not," answered he, "what a knight is."

PERIL IN THE NORTH
None of the gunmen had been close to the high explosive. Doc had known that. At the end of the dock, there was a hole that would hold a small house, and part of the dock end itself was still in the air. The killers would push no cars out on the dock for cover, or ride out in them as if they were tanks.

Personal Memoirs of U.S. Grant, v1
The advance from Camargo was commenced on the 5th of September. The army was divided into four columns, separated from each other by one day's march. The advance reached Cerralvo in four days and halted for the remainder of the troops to come up. By the 13th the rear-guard had arrived, and the same day the advance resumed its march, followed as before, a day separating the divisions. The forward division halted again at Marin, twenty-four miles from Monterey.

Personal Memoirs of U.S. Grant, v2
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PETER AND ALEXIS
Note: A play adapted from the novel of Dimitri Merejowski by F. J. Morlock

PETER SCHLEMIHL, THE SHADOWLESS MAN--Adelbert Chamisso
I had long secretly felt uneasy-indeed, almost horrified; but how was this feeling increased when, at the next wish expressed, I saw him take from his pocket three horses! Yes, Adelbert, three large beautiful steeds, with saddles and bridles, out of the very pocket whence had already issued a letter-case, a telescope, a carpet twenty feet broad and ten in length, and a pavilion of the same extent, with all its appurtenances!

Peter Simple
Fortunately, I hallooed loud enough to make O'Brien, who was close down to the boats, with a large cod-fish under each arm, turn round and come to my assistance. At first he could not help me, from laughing so much; but at last he forced open the jaw of the fish with his cutlass, and I got my finger out, but very badly torn indeed. I then took off my garter, tied it round the tail of the skate, and dragged it to the boat, which was all ready to shove off. My finger was very bad for three weeks, and the officers laughed at me very much, saying that I narrowly escaped being made a prisoner of by an "old maid."

PETER THE WHALER--WILLIAM H. G. KINGSTON
Silas Flint took me round to a number of our intended fellow-voyagers; and we found them loud in their complaints of the treatment they had received, though, when he had discovered them, he had been able to preserve them from much further expense by describing the character of the country to which they were going, and the things they would most require. Among them were a great many of my countrymen.

Peveril of the Peak
There I remained for a time, during the wars which the colony maintained with Philip, a great Indian Chief, or Sachem, as they were called, who seemed a messenger sent from Satan to buffet them. His cruelty was great-his dissimulation profound; and the skill and promptitude with which he maintained a destructive and desultory warfare, inflicted many dreadful calamities on the settlement. I was, by chance, at a small village in the woods, more than thirty miles from Boston, and in its situation exceedingly lonely, and surrounded with thickets.

Phantas--Oliver Onions
Abel Keeling did not raise his head. There had returned to him the memory of that day when, before the morning mists had lifted from the strait, he had emptied the pipkin of the water that was the allowance until night should fall again. During that agony of thirst he had seen shapes and heard sounds with other than his mortal eyes and ears, and even in the moments that had alternated with his lightness, when he had known these to be hallucinations, they had come again.

Phantasmagoria and Other Poems--Lewis Carroll
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Phroso--Anthony Hope
It was no more than just dusk, and I saw that they were strangers to me. One was tall and broad, the other shorter and of very slight build. They came on towards us confidently enough. I was looking over Denny's shoulder; he held Constantine's rifle, and I knew that he wa~ impatient to try it. But, inasmuch as might was certainly not on our side, I was determined that right should abide with us, and was resolute not to begin hostilities.

Piccadilly Jim
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Pictures from Italy
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PIERRE AND HIS PEOPLE: TALES OF THE FAR NORTH, V1
Jimmy Haldane had said to me when I was asking for Malbrouck's place on the compass,-'Don't put on any side with them, my Greg, or you'll take a day off for penitence.' They were both tall and good to look at, even if he was a bit rugged, with neck all wire and muscle, and had big knuckles. But she had hands like those in a picture of Velasquez, with a warm whiteness and educated-that's it, educated hands.

Pike Country Ballads and Other Poems--John Hay
Long years ago, when the Devil was loose/ And faith was sorely tried,/ Three monks of Basle went out to walk/ In the quiet eventide./

PILATE THE PROCURATOR --FIRST GREEK FORM
Full title: THE REPORT OF PILATE THE PROCURATOR CONCERNING OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST SENT TO THE AUGUST(1) CAESAR IN ROME

Pinocchio in Africa--Cherubini
"What is the matter with everybody?" thought the marionette, as he looked about, and saw one of the kings asleep on the ground beside him. Other forms were stretched out around them. Even as he looked, Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all Africa, fell over on his wooden nose, and he too was soon fast asleep.

Pioneers of the Old South--Mary Johnston
But in Maryland, even before the death of Cecil Calvert, inherent evils were beginning to form of themselves a visible body. In Maryland, as in Virginia, there set in after the Restoration a period of reaction, of callous rule in the interests of an oligarchy. In 1669 a "packed" Council and an "aristocratic" Assembly procured a restriction of the franchise similar to that introduced into Virginia.

Poems by George Meredith, Volume 1
Like to some deep-chested organ whose grand inspiration,/ Serenely majestic in utterance, lofty and calm,/ Interprets to mortals with melody great as its burthen/ The mystical harmonies chiming for ever throughout the bright/ spheres.

Poems by George Meredith, Volume 2
Assured of worthiness we do not dread/ Competitors; we rather give them hail/ And greeting in the lists where we may fail:/ Must, if we bear an aim beyond the head!/ My betters are my masters: purely fed/

Poems of Experience
Death! I know not what room you are abiding in,/ But I will go my way,/ Rejoicing day by day,/ Nor will I flee or stay/ For fear I tread the path you may be hiding in./

Poems of Sidney Lanier
Shall self-wrapt husbands aye forget/ Kiss-pardons for the daily fret/ Wherewith sweet wifely eyes are wet-/ Blind to lips kiss-wise set-/ Fair Lady?/

Poems on Various Subjects--Anne MacVicar Grant
Like deer, through wastes extended, wand'ring wide;/ And sportive goats, a bold aspiring flock,/ High on the ridge of yon aerial rock;/ More self-importance to his mind impart,/ And fill with warmer joys his simple heart,/ Than all the flocks the southern shepherd pens,/ Or the fat herds that graze the LINCOLN fens./ Dear to his heart, those rocks that oft have rung

Poems, by George Meredith, Volume 3
Ask, is Love divine,/ Voices all are, ay./ Question for the sign,/ There's a common sigh./ Would we, through our years,/ Love forego,/ Quit of scars and tears?

Poems, Lyrics, and Sonnets--Louisa Sarah Bevington
TAKE me to some waste of being,/ Virgin spaces, dark and far,/ Seas no vessel ever burdened,/ Skies that never held a star;/ There, my inmost soul all weeping,/ I may loose for Being's keeping/ Strange, abysmal thoughts that are./

Poems, on Various Subjects--Eliza Daye
New charms still nearer views display'd,/ As onward goes the artless-maid;/ Each flatt'ring scene subdued its part,/ And shared the feelings of her heart,/ And now the form appear'd in view,/ Whose charms surrounding vot'ries drew./

Politics and the English Language--George Orwell
A newly invented metaphor assists thought by evoking a visual image, while on the other hand a metaphor which is technically "dead" (e.g., iron resolution) has in effect reverted to being an ordinary word and can generally be used without loss of vividness. But in between these two classes there is a huge dump of worn-out metaphors which have lost all evocative power and are merely used because they save people the trouble of inventing phrases for themselves.

Polity of Athenians and Lacedaemonians
But to proceed. We are all aware that there is no state[1] in the world in which greater obedience is shown to magistrates, and to the laws themselves, than Sparta. But, for my part, I am disposed to think that Lycurgus could never have attempted to establish this healthy condition,[2] until he had first secured the unanimity of the most powerful members of the state. I infer this for the following reasons.[3] In other states the leaders in rank and influence do not even desire to be thought to fear the magistrates.

Polly of Pebbly Pit--Lillian Elizabeth Roy
"But goodness me, girl! If your father was as rich as all that, why would you care about wasting a doughnut? And look at your mother making her own butter and helping in housework! Anne says she even spins her own linen towels and knits your stockings. What under the sun would she work like that for, if she could afford to live better'n we do?" cried Eleanor, incredulously.

Pollyanna Grows Up--Eleanor H. Porter
"Ho-ho! Brrrr!" spluttered the big man, coloring like a schoolboy and throwing back his head with a hearty laugh. "Ho-ho! Just as if-" He broke off with a quick lifting of his hand. The next moment he was escorting a plainly very much frightened little old lady from curb to curb. If his step were a bit more pompous, and his chest a bit more full, it must have been only an unconscious tribute to the watching eyes of the little girl back at the starting-point. A moment later, with a haughtily permissive wave of his hand toward the chafing drivers and chauffeurs, he strolled back to Pollyanna.

POLYCRATES, BISHOP OF EPHESUS
As for us, then, we scrupulously observe the exact day,[8] neither adding nor taking away. For in Asia great luminaries[9] have gone to their rest, who shall rise again in the day of the coming of the Lord, when He cometh with glory from heaven and shall raise again all the saints. I speak of Philip, one of the twelve apostles,[10] who is laid to rest at Hierapolis; and his two daughters, who arrived at old age unmarried;[11] his other daughter also, who passed her life[12] under the influence of the Holy Spirit, and reposes at Ephesus

PONTIUS PILATE, PROCURATOR OF JUDAEA --SECOND GREEK FORM
Full title: THE REPORT OF PONTIUS PILATE, PROCURATOR OF JUDAEA SENT TO ROME TO TIBERIUS CAESAR

Poor Jack
One scene between my mother and me may serve as a specimen for all. I would come home with my trousers tucked up, and my high-lows unlaced and full of water, sucking every time that I lifted up my leg, and marking the white sanded floor of the front room, as I proceeded through it to the back kitchen. My mother would come downstairs, and perceiving the marks I had left, would get angry, and as usual commence singing

Portrait of a Philosopher --Dorothy Canfield
"That awful, awful picture! I know it now as plain as if I'd been there. He hadn't seen it all the time he was sitting for it, though he'd already put in his will that he wanted the college to have it, and when he did see it - " she turned on the merchant with a sudden fury: "How dare you say those are your uncle's eyes!"

Portraits--Augusta Webster
"ANSWERED a score of times." Oh, looked for teacher, is this all you will teach me? I in the dark reaching my hand for you to help me forth to the happy sunshine where you stand, "Oh shame, to be in the dark there, prisoned!" answer you; "there are ledges somewhere there by which strong feet

Pragmatism
In this present hour I wish to illustrate the pragmatic method by one more application. I wish to turn its light upon the ancient problem of 'the one and the many.' I suspect that in but few of you has this problem occasioned sleepless nights, and I should not be astonished if some of you told me it had never vexed you. I myself have come, by long brooding over it, to consider it the most central of all philosophic problems, central because so pregnant.

Preface to a Dictionary of the English Language--Samuel Johnson
Among these unhappy mortals is the writer of dictionaries; whom mankind have considered, not as the pupil, but the slave of science, the pionier of literature, doomed only to remove rubbish and clear obstructions from the paths through which Learning and Genius press forward to conquest and glory, without bestowing a smile on the humble drudge that facilitates their progress. Every other authour may aspire to praise; the lexicographer can only hope to escape reproach, and even this negative recompense has been yet granted to very few.

Prejudices: first series--H.L. Mencken
Since then the decline of Wells has been as steady as his rise was rapid. Call the roll of his books, and you will discern a progressive and unmistakable falling off. Into "The Passionate Friends" there crept the first downright dullness. By this time his readers had become familiar with his machinery and his materials - his elbowing suffragettes, his tea-swilling London uplifters, his smattering of quasi-science, his intellectualized adulteries, his Thackerayan asides, his text-book paragraphs, his journalistic raciness - and all these things had thus begun to lose the blush of their first charm.

Press Cuttings
MITCHENER (intolerantly). No I wont hang it all. It's no use coming to me and talking about public opinion. You have put yourself into the hands of the army; and you are committed to military methods. And the basis of all military methods is that when people wont do what they are told to do, you shoot them down.

Princess Bethrothed to the Kind of Garba
TO move, Alaciel readily agreed;/ Again our couple ventured to proceed;/ The casket safe in tow; the weather hot;/ From rock to rock with care our swimmer got;/ The princess, anxious on his back to keep:-/ New mode of traversing the wat'ry deep./

Princess Polly's Playmates--Amy Brooks
The children had been frightened, but bright, cheery Uncle John had suffered more than he would have admitted when, through his powerful glass, he had seen the two little occupants of the rowboat crouching close together, rocked at the will of the waves and going steadily out to the open sea.

PRINCESS ROYAL
SUSAN. [Starting up and speaking passionately.] I'll not be taunted for my dancing-I likes to dance wild, and leap with my body when my spirit leaps, and fly with my limbs when my heart flies and move in the air same as the birds do move when 'tis mating time.

Principles of Physiological Psychology--Wilhelm Wundt
We must conclude from these results that the elementary phenomena of practice and fatigue are of radically different origin. The prime condition of the processes of practice is given in the nerve-substance, which is so constituted as to be very readily changed by stimulation: the change manifesting itself in a continuously increasing effectiveness of subsequent stimuli. All direct practice may be referred to this elementary phenomenon.

PRISONERS OF WAR--JEAN-JACQUES ROUSSEAU
GOTERNITZ: Truly, Mr. Macher, your speech causes me pity and your rage makes me laugh. What response should this gentleman give to an exhortation as ridiculous as yours? The proof of the purity of his intention is in the very language he uses to you; if he wanted to deceive you he would probably take you for his confidant.

Problems of Conduct--Durant Drake
Full title: PROBLEMS OF CONDUCT AN INTRODUCTORY SURVEY OF ETHICS

Proof--Naomi Royde-Smith
Afterwards, when he told Hugh (and it was eventually imperative to tell someone), Graham confessed that for one moment he had revolted against the miasmic suggestion that he too had participated in some abhorred occult prevision. It was like an echo of Agnes. "I'm so terribly psychic, you know. I seem to feel everything that's going to happen to me."

PSEUD-IRENAEUS.
To forbear threatenings, to revile not again, to conquer through patient suffering, to persevere, "looking unto Jesus," and to be silent, like Him, before their murderers, was therefore the world-wide conduct of the saints. This golden letter shows what they were called to endure, and how they glorified Christ by their deaths, from the utmost Orient to the extreme limits of the West.

Psmith, Journalist
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Psyche; or, The Legend of Love--Mary Tighe
'Mid the thick covert of that woodland shade,/ A flowery bank there lay undressed by art,/ But of the mossy turf spontaneous made;/ Here the young branches shot their arms athwart,/ And wove the bower so thick in every part,/ That the fierce beams of Phoebus glancing strong/

Psychic Exhaustion and the Growth Process
Conventional individuals find the stress of the search for truth and right overwhelming. One remedy they have available is the attempt to dwell permanently in a simplistic world structured by fun and pleasure mechanisms. Their only psychological goal is to protect their inner state of tranquility and calm. Their perception of the surface world usurps their recognition of the entire psychological scene. They are constantly resting themselves, but they are not resting from anything important.

Psychoanalysis and Civilization
The avoidance of psychological growth, maintaining the familial gratifications and manifold accomplishments of familial living in the aggressive and passive patterns, spares individuals the loss of security and freedom out of which anxiety and restlessness come. If the pressure of inferiority feeling becomes great enough, neurotic rebellion against the aggressive familial ideal takes over and a cycle of reaching toward new experience initiates the phobic mechanism.

PUNCH AND GO. A LITTLE COMEDY
FRUST. [In a cosmopolitan voice] "Orphoos with his loot!" That his loot, Mr Vane? Why didn't he pinch something more precious? Has this high-brow curtain-raiser of yours got any "pep" in it?

PUNIN AND BABURIN
There was the light click of hurrying heels, the door opened, and in the doorway appeared a girl of eighteen, in a chintz cotton gown, with a black cloth cape on her shoulders, and a black straw hat on her fair, rather curly hair. On seeing me she was frightened and disconcerted, and was beating a retreat . . . but Tarhov at once rushed to meet her.

Puzzle of Dickens's Last Plot--Andrew Lang
What can all this mean? We have been told that, shortly before Christmas Eve, Jasper took to wearing a thick black-silk handkerchief for his throat. He hung it over his arm, "his face knitted and stern," as he entered his house for his Christmas Eve dinner. If he strangled Edwin with the scarf, as we are to suppose, he did not lead him, drugged, to the tower top, and pitch him off. Is part of Jasper's vision reminiscent-the brief, unresisting death-while another part is a separate vision, is PROSPECTIVE, "premonitory"? Does he see himself pitching Neville Landless off the tower top, or see him fallen from the Cathedral roof?

PYETUSHKOV
A cold shudder ran over Pyetushkov. At last, towards evening, Vassilissa made her appearance. This was all he was waiting for. Majestically Pyetushkov rose from his seat, folded his arms, scowled menacingly. . . . But Vassilissa looked him boldly in the face, laughed impudently, and before he could utter a single word she went quickly into her own room, and locked herself in.

QUADRATUS, BISHOP OF ATHENS.
OUR Saviour's works, moreover, were always present: for they were real, consisting of those who had been healed of their diseases, those who had been raised from the dead; who were not only seen whilst they were being healed and raised up, but were afterwards constantly present.

Quality and Other Essays
Then what happens to the moon? She, who, shy and veiled, slips out before dusk to take the air of heaven, wandering timidly among the columned clouds, and fugitive from the staring of the sun; she, who, when dusk has come, rules the sentient night with such chaste and icy spell-whither and how does she retreat

QUEEN OF SPADES
"Queen it, did you say?" cried Sue, in great spirits. "Well, then, I shall be queen of spades. Get 'em, and come with me. Bring a pickaxe, too." She led the way to a point not far from the dwelling, and resumed: "A hole here, father, a hole there, Hiram, big enough for a small hemlock, and holes all along the northeast side of the house. Then lots more holes, all over the lawn, for oaks, maples, dogwood, and all sorts to pretty trees, especially evergreens.'

Questionable Shapes--William Dean Howells
"I see that you think I took a liberty, and I did. But that's nothing. That isn't the point. How I do keep beating about the bush! Mrs. Rock says it was a great deal worse to tell where it happened, for that would give the place the reputation of being haunted and nobody could ever live there afterwards, for they couldn't keep servants, even if they didn't have the creeps themselves, and it would ruin the property."

QUIDDLERS THREE--George Barr McCutcheon
In exactly one week from that day the three of them were to start out in the world to make men of themselves. Each was to have two thousand dollars in money and each was to start the journey free from debt. Mr. Van Winkle agreed to square up every pecuniary debt of honour and every debt of folly. They were to shift for themselves, and they were to have a fair start. For at least three years they were to absent themselves from his home, support themselves without assistance from him, and report progress whenever they felt inclined to do so.

Quill's Window--George Barr McCutcheon
"Oh, gosh!" exclaimed Margaret, recovering herself. "Don't you go thinking he's as good as all that. From what he was telling me at breakfast the other day, he used to make the round trip to purgatory every night or so,-only he said it was paradise. Keep your old brandy. He wouldn't like it anyway. Not him! He says he's swallered enough champagne to float the whole American Navy."