METEOROLOGYby Aristotletranslated by E. W. WebsterBook I1WE have already discussed the first causes of nature, and allnatural motion, also the stars ordered in the motion of the heavens,and the physical element-enumerating and specifying them and showinghow they change into one another-and becoming and perishing ingeneral. There remains for consideration a part of this inquiry...
The Man against the Skyby Edwin Arlington RobinsonA Book of PoemsTothe memory ofWILLIAM EDWARD BUTLERSeveral of the poems included in this book are reprintedfrom American periodicals, as follows: "The Gift of God","Old King Cole", "Another Dark Lady", and "The Unforgiven";"Flammonde" and "The Poor Relation"; "The Clinging Vine";"Eros Turannos" and "Bokardo"; "The Voice of Age"; "Cassandra";"The Burning Book"; "Theophilus"; "Ben Jonson Entertainsa Man from Stratford"....
THE SKETCH BOOKCHRISTMASby Washington IrvingCHRISTMASBut is old, old, good old Christmas gone? Nothing but the hair ofhis good, gray, old head and beard left? Well, I will have that,seeing I cannot have more of him.HUE AND CRY AFTER CHRISTMAS.A man might then beholdAt Christmas, in each hallGood fires to curb the cold,And meat for great and small.The neighbors were friendly bidden,...
Adventure VIIIThe Resident PatientGlancing over the somewhat incoherent series ofMemoirs with which I have endeavored to illustrate afew of the mental peculiarities of my friend Mr.Sherlock Holmes, I have been struck by the difficultywhich I have experienced in picking out examples whichshall in every way answer my purpose. For in thosecases in which Holmes has performed some tour de forceof analytical reasoning, and has demonstrated thevalue of his peculiar methods of investigation, thefacts themselves have often been so slight or so...
Philosophy of Rightby HegelTable of ContentsPrefacep. 16 The philosophic way of advancing from one matter to another is essentially different fromevery other.p. 17 Free thought cannot be satisfied with what is given to it.p. 18 The ethical world or the state, is in fact reason potently and permanently actualised inself-consciousness.p. 19 There are two kinds of laws, laws of nature and laws of right.p. 20 The spiritual universe is looked upon as abandoned by God.p. 21 Mr. Fries, one of the leaders of this shallow-minded host of philosophers....
TOADS AND DIAMONDSTHERE was once upon a time a widow who had twodaughters. The eldest was so much like her in the faceand humor that whoever looked upon the daughter sawthe mother. They were both so disagreeable and so proudthat there was no living with them.The youngest, who was the very picture of her fatherfor courtesy and sweetness of temper, was withal one ofthe most beautiful girls ever seen. As people naturallylove their own likeness, this mother even doted on hereldest daughter and at the same time had a horribleaversion for the youngestshe made her eat in the kitchen...
The Plays of W. E. Henley and R. L. StevensonWilliam Ernest Henley and Robert Louis StevensonHenley is best known for this quote from Invictus:"I am the master of my fate,I am the captain of my soul."INVICTUSOut of the night that covers me,Black as the pit from pole to pole,I think whatever gods may befor my unconquerable soul.In the fell clutch of circumstanceI have not winced nor cried aloud.Under the bludgeonings of chanceMy head is bloody, but unbowed.Beyond this place of wrath and tearsLooms but the Horror of the shade,And yet the menace of the years...
The Land of Footprintsby Stewart Edward WhiteI. ON BOOKS OF ADVENTUREBooks of sporting, travel, and adventure in countries little known to the average reader naturally fall in two classes-neither, with a very few exceptions, of great value. One class is perhaps the logical result of the other.Of the first type is the book that is written to make the most of far travels, to extract from adventure the last thrill, to impress the awestricken reader with a full sense of the danger and hardship the writer has undergone. Thus, if the latter takes out quite an ordinary routine permit to go into cert
SNOW-WHITE AND ROSE-REDA POOR widow once lived in a little cottage with agarden in front of it, in which grew two rose trees, onebearing white roses and the other red. She had twochildren, who were just like the two rose trees; one wascalled Snow-white and the other Rose-red, and they werethe sweetest and best children in the world, always diligentand always cheerful; but Snow-white was quieter andmore gentle than Rose-red. Rose-red loved to run aboutthe fields and meadows, and to pick flowers and catchbutterflies; but Snow-white sat at home with her mother...
SECOND EPILOGUECHAPTER IHistory is the life of nations and of humanity. To seize and putinto words, to describe directly the life of humanity or even of asingle nation, appears impossible.The ancient historians all employed one and the same method todescribe and seize the apparently elusive- the life of a people.They described the activity of individuals who ruled the people, andregarded the activity of those men as representing the activity of thewhole nation.The question: how did individuals make nations act as they wished...
BROWN OF CALAVERASA subdued tone of conversation, and the absence of cigar smoke andboot heels at the windows of the Wingdam stagecoach, made itevident that one of the inside passengers was a woman. Adisposition on the part of loungers at the stations to congregatebefore the window, and some concern in regard to the appearance ofcoats, hats, and collars, further indicated that she was lovely.All of which Mr. Jack Hamlin, on the box seat, noted with the smileof cynical philosophy. Not that he depreciated the sex, but thathe recognized therein a deceitful element, the pursuit of which...
Christian Scienceby Mark TwainCHRISTIAN SCIENCEPREFACEBOOK I of this volume occupies a quarter or a third of the volume,and consists of matter written about four years ago, but not hithertopublished in book form. It contained errors of judgment and of fact.I have now corrected these to the best of my ability and later knowledge.Book II was written at the beginning of 1903, and has not until nowappeared in any form. In it my purpose has been to present a character-portrait of Mrs. Eddy, drawn from her own acts and words solely, not fromhearsay and rumor; and to explain the nature and scope o
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE DRYADby Hans Christian AndersenWE are travelling to Paris to the Exhibition.Now we are there. That was a journey, a flight without magic. Weflew on the wings of steam over the sea and across the land.Yes, our time is the time of fairy tales.We are in the midst of Paris, in a great hotel. Blooming flowersornament the staircases, and soft carpets the floors.Our room is a very cosy one, and through the open balcony doorwe have a view of a great square. Spring lives down there; it has come...
A Ramble Among the Hills.I USED frequently to amuse myself towards the close of the day, whenthe heat had subsided, with taking long rambles about theneighboring hills and the deep umbrageous valleys, accompanied by myhistoriographic squire, Mateo, to whose passion for gossiping I onsuch occasions gave the most unbounded license; and there was scarce arock, or ruin, or broken fountain, or lonely glen, about which hehad not some marvellous story; or, above all, some golden legend;for never was poor devil so munificent in dispensing hidden treasures....
THE STAR-CHILD[TO MISS MARGOT TENNANT - MRS. ASQUITH]Once upon a time two poor Woodcutters were making their way homethrough a great pine-forest. It was winter, and a night of bittercold. The snow lay thick upon the ground, and upon the branches ofthe trees: the frost kept snapping the little twigs on either sideof them, as they passed: and when they came to the Mountain-Torrent she was hanging motionless in air, for the Ice-King hadkissed her.So cold was it that even the animals and the birds did not knowwhat to make of it....
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE OLD STREET LAMPby Hans Christian AndersenDID you ever hear the story of the old street lamp? It is notremarkably interesting, but for once in a way you may as well listento it. It was a most respectable old lamp, which had seen many, manyyears of service, and now was to retire with a pension. It was thisevening at its post for the last time, giving light to the street. Hisfeelings were something like those of an old dancer at the theatre,who is dancing for the last time, and knows that on the morrow she...