s: An' what the bloomin' battle was I don't remember now,


s: But Two's off-lead 'e answered to the name o' Snarleyow.


s: But down in the lead with the wheel at the flog


s: Turns the bold Bombardier to a little whipped dog!


s: They was movin' into action, they was needed very sore,


s: To learn a little schoolin' to a native army corps,


s: They cut 'im loose an' left 'im--'e was almost tore in two--


s: But he tried to follow after as a well-trained 'orse should do;


s: 'E went an' fouled the limber, an' the Driver's Brother squeals:


s: "Pull up, pull up for Snarleyow--'is head's between 'is 'eels!"


s: The Driver 'umped 'is shoulder, for the wheels was goin' round,


s: 'E 'adn't 'ardly spoke the word, before a droppin' shell


s: A little right the batt'ry an' between the sections fell;


s: An' when the smoke 'ad cleared away, before the limber wheels,


s: There lay the Driver's Brother with 'is 'ead between 'is 'eels.


s: Then sez the Driver's Brother, an' 'is words was very plain,


s: "For Gawd's own sake get over me, an' put me out o' pain."


s: The Driver 'e give nothin' 'cept a little coughin' grunt,


s: But 'e swung 'is 'orses 'andsome when it came to "Action Front!"


s: An' if one wheel was juicy, you may lay your Monday head


s: The moril of this story, it is plainly to be seen:


s: You 'avn't got no families when servin' of the Queen--


s: You 'avn't got no brothers, fathers, sisters, wives, or sons--


s: If you want to win your battles take an' work your bloomin' guns!


s: But down in the lead with the wheel at the flog


s: Turns the bold Bombardier to a little whipped dog!


s: She 'as ships on the foam--she 'as millions at 'ome,


s: There's 'er mark on the medical stores--


s: An' 'er troopers you'll find with a fair wind be'ind


s: The men an' the 'orses what makes up the forces


s: We 'ave bought 'er the same with the sword an' the flame,


s: An' we've salted it down with our bones.


s: (Poor beggars!--it's blue with our bones!)


s: For the Kings must come down an' the Emperors frown


s: (Poor beggars!--we're sent to say "Stop"!)


s: To the Lodge that we tile with the rank an' the file,


s: For 'er sentries we stand by the sea an' the land


s: (Poor beggars!--an' don't we get blown!)


s: An' flop round the earth till you're dead;


s: But you won't get away from the tune that they play


s: 'Ere's all they desire, an' if they require


s: (Poor beggars!--they'll never see 'ome!)


s: There was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin Quay,


s: Between an Irish regiment an' English cavalree;


s: It started at Revelly an' it lasted on till dark:


s: The first man dropped at Harrison's, the last forninst the Park.


s: For it was:--"Belts, belts, belts, an' that's one for you!"


s: An' it was "Belts, belts, belts, an' that's done for you!"


s: There was a row in Silver Street--the regiments was out,


s: They called us "Delhi Rebels", an' we answered "Threes about!"


s: That drew them like a hornet's nest--we met them good an' large,


s: The English at the double an' the Irish at the charge.


s: There was a row in Silver Street--an' I was in it too;


s: We passed the time o' day, an' then the belts went whirraru!


s: I misremember what occurred, but subsequint the storm


s: A Freeman's Journal Supplemint was all my uniform.


s: There was a row in Silver Street--they sent the Polis there,


s: The English were too drunk to know, the Irish didn't care;


s: But when they grew impertinint we simultaneous rose,


s: Till half o' them was Liffey mud an' half was tatthered clo'es.


s: There was a row in Silver Street--it might ha' raged till now,


s: But some one drew his side-arm clear, an' nobody knew how;


s: 'Twas Hogan took the point an' dropped; we saw the red blood run:


s: There was a row in Silver Street--but that put down the shine,


s: Wid each man whisperin' to his next: "'Twas never work o' mine!"


s: We went away like beaten dogs, an' down the street we bore him,


s: There was a row in Silver Street--it isn't over yet,


s: For half of us are under guard wid punishments to get;


s: 'Tis all a merricle to me as in the Clink I lie:


s: There was a row in Silver Street--begod, I wonder why!


s: But it was:--"Belts, belts, belts, an' that's one for you!"


s: An' it was "Belts, belts, belts, an' that's done for you!"


s: When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East


s: 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast,


s: An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased


s: Now all you recruities what's drafted today,


s: You shut up your rag-box an' 'ark to my lay,


s: An' I'll sing you a soldier as far as I may:


s: First mind you steer clear o' the grog-sellers' huts,


s: For they sell you Fixed Bay'nets that rots out your guts--


s: Ay, drink that 'ud eat the live steel from your butts--


s: An' it's bad for the young British soldier.


s: When the cholera comes--as it will past a doubt--


s: Keep out of the wet and don't go on the shout,


s: For the sickness gets in as the liquor dies out,


s: An' it crumples the young British soldier.


s: Crum-, crum-, crumples the soldier . . .


s: But the worst o' your foes is the sun over'ead:


s: You must wear your 'elmet for all that is said:


s: If 'e finds you uncovered 'e'll knock you down dead,


s: An' you'll die like a fool of a soldier.


s: If you're cast for fatigue by a sergeant unkind,


s: Don't grouse like a woman nor crack on nor blind;


s: Be handy and civil, and then you will find


s: That it's beer for the young British soldier.


s: Now, if you must marry, take care she is old--


s: A troop-sergeant's widow's the nicest I'm told,


s: For beauty won't help if your rations is cold,


s: 'Nough, 'nough, 'nough for a soldier . . .


s: If the wife should go wrong with a comrade, be loath


s: To shoot when you catch 'em--you'll swing, on my oath!--


s: Make 'im take 'er and keep 'er:  that's Hell for them both,


s: An' you're shut o' the curse of a soldier.


s: When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck,


s: Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck,


s: Be thankful you're livin', and trust to your luck


s: Front, front, front like a soldier . . .


s: When 'arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch,


s: She's human as you are--you treat her as sich,


s: An' she'll fight for the young British soldier.


s: Fight, fight, fight for the soldier . . .


s: When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine,


s: Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine,


s: Start-, start-, startles the soldier . . .


s: If your officer's dead and the sergeants look white,


s: So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,


s: When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,


s: And the women come out to cut up what remains,


s: Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains


s: By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' lazy at the sea,


s: There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me;


s: For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they say:


s: Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay?


s: An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!


s: 'Er petticoat was yaller an' 'er little cap was green,


s: An' 'er name was Supi-yaw-lat--jes' the same as Theebaw's Queen,


s: An' I seed her first a-smokin' of a whackin' white cheroot,


s: An' a-wastin' Christian kisses on an 'eathen idol's foot:


s: Plucky lot she cared for idols when I kissed 'er where she stud!


s: With 'er arm upon my shoulder an' 'er cheek agin' my cheek


s: We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis pilin' teak.


s: Where the silence 'ung that 'eavy you was 'arf afraid to speak!


s: But that's all shove be'ind me--long ago an' fur away,


s: An' there ain't no 'busses runnin' from the Bank to Mandalay;


s: An' I'm learnin' 'ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells:


s: An' the sunshine an' the palm-trees an' the tinkly temple-bells;


s: I am sick o' wastin' leather on these gritty pavin'-stones,


s: An' the blasted Henglish drizzle wakes the fever in my bones;


s: Tho' I walks with fifty 'ousemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand,


s: An' they talks a lot o' lovin', but wot do they understand?


s: I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!


s: With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay!


s: An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!


s: Troopin', troopin', troopin' to the sea:


s: 'Ere's September come again--the six-year men are free.


s: O leave the dead be'ind us, for they cannot come away


s: To where the ship's a-coalin' up that takes us 'ome today.


s: For I'll marry you yit on a fourp'ny bit


s: The Malabar's in 'arbour with the Jumner at 'er tail,


s: An' the time-expired's waitin' of 'is orders for to sail.


s: Ho! the weary waitin' when on Khyber 'ills we lay,


s: But the time-expired's waitin' of 'is orders 'ome today.


s: They'll turn us out at Portsmouth wharf in cold an' wet an' rain,


s: They'll kill us of pneumonia--for that's their little way--


s: But damn the chills and fever, men, we're goin' 'ome today!


s: Troopin', troopin', winter's round again!


s: See the new draf's pourin' in for the old campaign;


s: Ho, you poor recruities, but you've got to earn your pay--


s: What's the last from Lunnon, lads?  We're goin' there today.


s: Troopin', troopin', give another cheer--


s: 'Ere's to English women an' a quart of English beer.


s: The Colonel an' the regiment an' all who've got to stay,


s: Gawd's mercy strike 'em gentle--Whoop! we're goin' 'ome today.


s: Gawd 'elp 'em if they blunder, for their boots'll pull 'em under,


s: There's the river low an' fallin', but it ain't no use o' callin'


s: We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains,


s: A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains;


s: Ho! get away you bullock-man, you've 'eard the bugle blowed,


s: There's a regiment a-comin' down the Grand Trunk Road;


s: An' every bloomin' campin'-ground exactly like the last;


s: Oh, there's them Injian temples to admire when you see,


s: There's the peacock round the corner an' the monkey up the tree,


s: An' there's that rummy silver grass a-wavin' in the wind,


s: An' the old Grand Trunk a-trailin' like a rifle-sling be'ind.


s: At half-past five's Revelly, an' our tents they down must come,


s: Like a lot of button mushrooms when you pick 'em up at 'ome.


s: But it's over in a minute, an' at six the column starts,


s: While the women and the kiddies sit an' shiver in the carts.


s: Oh, then it's open order, an' we lights our pipes an' sings,


s: An' we talks about our rations an' a lot of other things,


s: It's none so bad o' Sunday, when you're lyin' at your ease,


s: To watch the kites a-wheelin' round them feather-'eaded trees,


s: So 'ark an' 'eed, you rookies, which is always grumblin' sore,


s: There's worser things than marchin' from Umballa to Cawnpore;


s: An' if your 'eels are blistered an' they feels to 'urt like 'ell,


s: We're marchin' on relief over Injia's coral strand,


s: Eight 'undred fightin' Englishmen, the Colonel, and the Band;


s: Ho! get away you bullock-man, you've 'eard the bugle blowed,


s: There's a regiment a-comin' down the Grand Trunk Road;


s: An' every bloomin' campin'-ground exactly like the last;


s: The scene and its surroundings were photographed on my memory.


s: "What? Where?" she asked. "I can't see them anywhere."


s: In my room I sat down and tried calmly to reason out the matter.


s: "Has it gone, child ?" I gasped. Kitty only wept more bitterly.


s: "I'll stake my professional reputation"--he began.


s: I groaned and turned over to the other side.


s: I met Kitty on the homeward road--a shadow among shadows.


s: "There were no doolies," said the khansamah.


s: "Has this place always been a dak-bungalow?" I asked.


s: "Do you remember anything about the Sahibs?"


s: Entered angrily the faithful partner of my sorrows, Kadir Baksh.


s: I spun round quickly and faced the speaker.


s: "Now I will give you something to eat," said he.


s: "Go inside, Gunga Dass," said I, "and fetch it out."


s: "But if you knew all this why didn't you get out before?"


s: Brother to a Prince and fellow to a beggar if he be found worthy.


s: "But I'm going into the Indian Desert," I explained.


s: "Have you ever tried that trick?" I asked.


s: "What did he do to his father's widow, then?"


s: The train had begun to move out. The red man rubbed his eyes.


s: Therefore we are going away to be Kings."


s: "Kings in our own right," muttered Dravot.


s: I felt the butt of a Martini, and another and another.


s: "'God A'mighty!' says Dan, 'what is the meaning o' this?'


s: The momentary shift of my eyes had broken the clear current.


s: "Not to my knowledge," said the Superintendent.


s: "What's the trouble?" I said, knowing well what that trouble was.


s: "Yes I do--except when I look at this stuff. Ugh!"


s: "It needs compression," I suggested, cautiously.


s: "I want to do it at once. What do you think of it?"


s: "It came by itself." Charlie's eyes opened a little.


s: "I can, but I can't imagine your imagining it."


s: "'Wouldst thou,' so the helmsman answered,


s: "'I remember the black wharves and the ships


s: And the Spanish sailors with bearded lips,


s: And the beauty and mystery of the ships,


s: "Was the ship built so long ago as that?"


s: "Not in the least. Did you make up anything else?"


s: "Yes, but it's nonsense." Charlie flushed a little.


s: "I'll attend to those details. Show me what your men wrote."


s: "What is it supposed to mean in English?" I said.


s: "But all you've told me would make a long book."


s: "Make it then. You've only to sit down and write it out."


s: "Give me a little time. Have you any more notions?"


s: He talked of the galley--his own galley had he but known it--with


s: "That's better than Byron, a little," I ventured.


s: "Better? Why it's true! How could he have known?"


s: "No, I'm tired. Let's talk. What happened the other night?"


s: "And then?" I said, trying to put away the devil of envy.


s: "That's curious. Our hero commanded the galley? Didn't he?"


s: "But you were all drowned together, Charlie, weren't you?"


s: "To Furdurstrandi?" I asked, tingling from head to foot.


s: "Do you know what you have said?" I shouted, incautiously.


s: "Charlie, what do you suppose are Skroelings?"


s: "This seems to be an exception to the rule."


s: "Ah! I see. That story will never be written. You can try."


s: "For your own credit and for the sake of money, of course?"


s: "What I say. He has never, so far, thought about a woman."


s: "Hasn't he though!" I remembered some of Charlie's confidences.


s: I winced at the thought of my story being ruined by a housemaid.


s: "Or else what? Remember he does not know that he knows."


s: Grish Chunder looked at him keenly for a minute.


s: He drew me into the lobby as he departed.


s: "Read it aloud, then. You're like the rest of 'em."


s: Charlie was, in one way at least, very like one kind of poet.


s: "But you said the other day that he was red-haired."


s: "I remember now. It's 25 per cent. of the profits, isn't it?"


s: "It's anything you like when I've done the tale."


s: 'Mine! I have won her O good brown earth,


s: Let the hind that tills you feel my mirth


s: "Red cloud of the sunset, tell it abroad;


s: "Well?" said Charlie, looking over my shoulder.


s: "Yes. It comes like a thunderclap. Are you very happy, Charlie?"


s: "What will your mother say?" I asked, cheerfully.


s: Mrs. Mallowe laughed long and merrily. "And what did you say?"


s: "No, thanks. Polly, I'm wearied of this life. It's hollow."


s: "Never mind how. I feel it. I want to be a Power before I die."


s: "Be a Power then. You've wits enough for anything--and beauty?"


s: "I will, dear, for I see that you are going to make a mistake."


s: "Oh--er--hundreds," said Mrs. Hauksbee, vaguely.


s: "There's a certain amount of wisdom in that view."


s: "Come into the veranda and look at the Mall!"


s: "I've been through that too, dear," she said.


s: Mrs. Mallowe smiled in a superior and Sphinxlike fashion.


s: "No, I didn't Theosophilander. Jack says"--


s: "Absolutely, or I should never have taken it up."


s: "And his last promotion was due to you?"


s: "And you warned him against the Topsham girl?"


s: "And told him of Sir Dugald Delane's private memo about him?"


s: "Polly, you are a most extraordinary woman."


s: "Who is it, mad woman? I'm sorry I ever spoke to you about it."


s: "So I see, but does it follow that he is your property?"


s: "Safe for the present," she said to herself.


s: "Because I must. How'm I to get out of it?"


s: "It is enough," answered Otis, very solemnly.


s: "Are you certain of that?" said Otis Yeere.


s: "Quite. We're writing about a house now.


s: "Very few men understand your devotion thoroughly."


s: "Morals above reproach," purred Mrs. Mallowe.


s: "Oh! before--oceans before. Isn't it perfectly disgusting?"


s: 'Polly, you take my sorrows in a most unfeeling way."


s: Once upon a time there was a man and his Wife and a Tertium Quid.


s: "That's queer," said the Tertium Quid. "Where's my ulster?"


s: "Little woman," said Boulte, quietly, "do you care for me?"


s: "Immensely," said she, with a laugh. "Can you ask it?"


s: "But I'm serious," said Boulte. "Do you care for me?"


s: "What are you going to do?" said the woman, between her sobs.


s: "I haven't seen him," said Mrs. Boulte. "Good God! is that all?"


s: But Boulte was not listening, and her sentence ended in a gulp.


s: "Will you tell me what he said?" repeated Mrs. Boulte.


s: "You said he swore he had not cared for me. Was that true?"


s: "Yes," said Mrs. Vansuythen, very softly.


s: Boulte raised his head and said, slowly, "Oh, you liar!"


s: Kurrell's face changed. "What's that?" he asked, quickly.


s: Kurrell felt almost virtuous as he put the question.


s: "But it does! I tell you it does" began Kurrell, shamelessly.


s: "Stop, please," said Mrs. Boulte "I want to speak to Ted."


s: HE. As usual--to the world's end. No, Jakko.


s: SHE. Have your pony led after you, then. It's a long round.


s: HE. And for the last time, thank Heaven!


s: SHE. I! Oh! I don't know. I've had long enough to think, too.


s: Ha. That was wrong of you. You haven't been moping?


s: HE. Frankly, I do. Where was the difficulty?


s: SHE. And the fun of the situation comes in--where, my Lancelot?


s: HE. Nowhere, Guinevere. I was only thinking of something.


s: HE.  Don't think of anything so ugly. We shall be beyond it.


s: SHE. Nothing. Have you ever seen a man hanged?


s: SHE. He gave it me, on Wednesday...our wedding-day, you know.


s: SHE. I can't tell. How cold it is! Let us get on quickly.


s: Ha. Goose! Between us, too! Damn Captain Congleton. There!


s: SHE. What do men talk about when they sit out?


s: SHE. (after a pause). Do you know what you have said?


s: HE. 'Can't say that I do exactly. I'm not in the best of tempers.


s: SHE. Hush! The Other Place is quite enough. Ask yourself.


s: HE. What does a man say to a girl? I've forgotten.


s: SHE. "The holy state of matrimony!" Ha! ha! ha!


s: HE. Ssh! Don't laugh in that horrible way!


s: SHE. Thank'oo. I'm 'fraid my hat's on one side, too.


s: SHE. They'll be more scandalized before the end.


s: HE. Do-on't! I don't like you to talk in that way.


s: That's the way she rolls her r's. Am I like her?


s: HE. No. We aren't children. Why can't you be rational?


s: HE. One or two. One can't make omelets without breaking eggs.


s: SHE (slowly). I don't see the necessity--


s: HE. Under the circumstances, perhaps it would be as well.


s: HE. I thought we'd settled all that. What of?


s: HE. Oh, damn it all! The old business! This is too had!


s: HE. Beside the question altogether. What do you intend to do?


s: SHE. I daren't risk it. I'm afraid. If I could only cheat--


s: SHE. It's not pretence, Guy. I am afraid.


s: HE. I see that you are desperately unreasonable, little woman.


s: SHE. Please don't, dear. It hurts as much as if you hit me.


s: MRS. BUZGAGO (in the Old Library, con. molt. exp.).


s: SHE. Y~es. Good night, Guy. Don't be angry with me.


s: One Two Three Four Five contribute their quota:


s: Something is gained if one caught but the import,


s: "Hooks and eyes, surely," drawled Mrs. Mallowe.


s: "Hah!" said Mrs. Hauksbee, shortly. "Indeed!"


s: "What is it?" said Mrs. Mallowe, sleepily.


s: "That dowd and The Dancing Master--to whom I object."


s: "0--oh! I think I've met that sort of man before. And isn't he?"


s: "Why couple me with the Hawley Boy? He is your property."


s: "No. I think Mrs. Delville may occupy his attention for a while."


s: "Do you suppose she knows that he is the head of a family?"


s: "I'm different. I've no sense of humor."


s: "Do you suppose that the Delville woman has humor?"


s: "Still with The Dancing Master, remember."


s: "I wonder what those really are," said Mrs. Mallowe.


s: Mrs. Hauksbee studied herself in the glass.


s: "The Hawley Boy was riding with you. What did he think?"


s: "You attach too much importance to The Dancing Master."


s: "Don't be uncharitable. Any sin but that I'll forgive."


s: "But what reason has she for being angry?"


s: "Oh, this is too bad!" said Mrs. Mallowe sulkily.


s: "This is interesting. There! Now turn round. What happened?"


s: "She does it for my sake," hinted the Virtuous Bent.


s: "A dangerous and designing woman," purred Mrs. Waddy.


s: Worst of all, every other hotel in Simla was full!


s: "I don't know," said Mrs. Hauksbee, simply.


s: "Exactly," said the voice. "Ha-ow pahltry it all is!"


s: "Don't ask me. She was a woman. Go to sleep."


s: He patted Bobby on the shoulder and said: "Well done, my boy!"


s: "How do you know?" said Bobby, admiringly.


s: "What measures? 'Man can't run round coddling his men forever."


s: Revere signed the last paper and the Sergeant retreated.


s: "No," said Bobby Wick. "Come and have some tiffin."


s: "As good a boy as I want," said Revere, the admiring skipper.


s: "What a nice boy!" said the matrons and the maids.


s: "But they were as fit as be-damned when I left them!" said Bobby.


s: "Have you been here all night, you young ass?" said the Doctor.


s: The Surgeon-Major bent down--"What is it? Bobby?"--


s: Hurrah! hurrah! a soldier's life for me!


s: Shout, boys, shout! for it makes you jolly and free.


s: That is the prologue. This is the story:


s: "But this is childish and mediaeval nonsense!"


s: "Then it isn't accounts, Mr. Edwards," said Orde, cheerily.


s: "And they are full of the Congress, of course?"


s: Again Pagett disregarded the closing sentence.


s: "Criminal tribes--er--I don't quite understand," said Pagett.


s: uncomfortable, though striving to assume a free and easy air.


s: "You learn English idioms at the Mission College, it seems."


s: "Your father is a good man, and I will do what I can for him."


s: Orde had scarcely retired with his telegram when Pagett began:


s: "These are some mere exceptions to the universal rule."


s: "Oh, sir, everything. England owes its greatness to Parliamentary


s: "What do you think of young India?" asked Orde.


s: "But he is a native and knows the facts."


s: "But does it succeed; do they make converts?"


s: "They would act at least with intelligence and consideration."


s: "Er--I don't quite follow," said Pagett, uneasily.


s: "But do they marry so early?" said Pagett, vaguely.


s: "How d'you account for the general indifference, then?"


s: "That's seven hundred pounds," said Pagett, quickly.


s: "Is not this rather an ad hominem style of argument?"


s: "No, I don't quite admit it," said Pagett.


s: "You mean to say, then, it's not a spontaneous movement?"


s: Pagett laughed. "That's an epigrammatic way of putting it, Orde."


s: Look, you have cast out Love! What Gods are these


s: It may be they shall give me greater ease


s: Than your cold Christ and tangled Trinities.


s: He was breathing queerly and was unconscious.


s: "How can what he and you said be untrue?" asked Lispeth.


s: "Then you have lied to me," said Lispeth, "you and he?"


s: There was a fair sprinkling of "H" on it besides "H" at supper.


s: "And some are sulky, while some will plunge


s: Some you must gentle, and some you must lunge.


s: Will break their hearts ere bitted and made,


s: Will fight like fiends as the rope cuts hard,


s: Presently he came out and found me leaving cards on the Mess.


s: He said: "The Boy has gone out shooting. DOES a man shoot


s: @tetur with a revolver and a writing-case?"


s: I said: "Nonsense, Major!" for I saw what was in his mind.


s: Then he thought for a minute, and said: "Can you lie?"


s: "You know best," I answered. "It's my profession."


s: Once I said: "What's the blazing hurry, Major?"


s: But there were reasons why we could not find a lock fit to send.


s: When Man and Woman are agreed, what can the Kazi do?


s: About seven minutes later, there was a wild hurroosh at the Club.


s: The General, arrayed in purple and fine linen, was before him.


s: But he fills in his Departmental returns beautifully.


s: I am dying for you, and you are dying for another.


s: It was the last flicker before the light went out.


s: Tonight God knows what thing shall tide,


s: The social atmosphere was heavily charged and wanted clearing.


s: We met at the parade-ground at ten: the night was fearfully hot.


s: Thus, for a season, they fought it fair--


s: She spent her life in proving that rule.


s: Mrs. Hauksbee wanted to keep him under her wing to the last.


s: By the hot sun emptied, and blistered and dried;


s: Bund where the earth-rat's mounds are strown;


s: Cave in the bank where the sly stream steals;


s: Hark, from in front where the best men ride:--


s: Mr. Beighton held his tongue. He was an easy-going man.


s: The two exceptions must have suffered from sunstroke.


s: What is in the Brahmin's books that is in the Brahmin's heart.


s: Neither you nor I knew there was so much evil in the world.


s: When the earth was sick and the skies were gray,


s: The Dead Man rode through the autumn day


s: He left her at Simla one August, and went down to his regiment.


s: Then she fell face down in the dirt as I came up.


s: Ride with an idle whip, ride with an unused heel.


s: But, once in a way, there will come a day


s: The lash that falls, and the curb that galls,


s: Don't blame me if he throws a glass at your head!


s: But Little Tin Gods make their little mistakes


s: In missing the hour when great Jove wakes.


s: Which, taken any way you please, is bad,


s: And strands them in forsaken guts and creeks


s: You cannot stop the tide; but now and then,


s: Who--h'm--will hardly thank you for your pains.


s: After that I don't know what happened. This much is certain.


s: "'I've forgotten the countersign,' sez 'e.


s: Cry "Murder!" in the market-place, and each


s: Will turn upon his neighbor anxious eyes


s: That bred the fear our own misdeeds maintain


s: While the snaffle holds, or the "long-neck" stings,


s: While the big beam tilts, or the last bell rings,


s: While horses are horses to train and to race,


s: Has a field to squander or fence to face!


s: Can a man stand upright in the face of the naked Sun;


s: If my feet fail me, O Heart of my Heart, am I to blame,


s: being blinded by the glimpse of your beauty?


s: Alas! alas! Can the Moon tell the Lotus of her love when the


s: Gate of Heaven is shut and the clouds gather for the rains?


s: They have taken my Beloved, and driven her with the pack-horses


s: There are iron chains on the feet that were set on my heart.


s: I turn and watch the lightning in the sky,--


s: The glamour of thy footsteps in the North,


s: The camels and the captives of thy raid,


s: My father's wife is old and harsh with years,


s: And drudge of all my father's house am I.--


s: My bread is sorrow and my drink is tears,


s: A week, and then three weeks, passed without a sign from Bisesa.


s: Spirit of Fire, where'er Thy altars rise.


s: This is a rule; so there must be an exception to prove it.


s: He drank strong waters and his speech was coarse;


s: He purchased raiment and forebore to pay;


s: He struck a trusting junior with a horse,


s: Then, 'twixt a vice and folly, turned aside


s: To do good deeds and straight to cloak them, lied.


s: Here his voice died down, and Reggie stooped over him.


s: Then he turned his face to the wall and died.


s: The Legal Member left his place and moved up next to Tods.


s: "What do you know about Ryotwari, little man?" he said.


s: "Oh, they do--do they? What do they say, Tods?"


s: "You don't speak my talk, do you, Councillor Sahib?"


s: "No; I am sorry to say I do not," said the Legal' Member.


s: "Very well," said Tods. "I must fink in English."


s: Tods gathered up his dressing-gown tail and departed.


s: "Stopped in the straight when the race was his own!


s: Look at him cutting it--cur to the bone!"


s: "Ask ere the youngster be rated and chidden,


s: What did he carry and how was he ridden?


s: Maybe they used him too much at the start;


s: Maybe Fate's weight-cloths are breaking his heart."


s: "If a youth would be distinguished in his art, art, art,


s: He must keep the girls away from his heart, heart, heart."


s: The chase of the Human, the search for the Soul


s: Nafferton went back to the second section of his fifth question.


s: There was a new man at the head of the Department of Castigation.


s: The band stopped playing, and, for a moment, there was a hush.


s: "But I went back on my word," said the Colonel.


s: In the daytime, when she moved about me,


s: In the night, when she was sleeping at my side,--


s: I was wearied, I was wearied of her presence.


s: Day by day and night by night I grew to hate her--


s: And my conundrum is the most unanswerable of the three.


s: And the years went on as the years must do;


s: Fresh, and blooming, and blonde, and fair,


s: Offered her praise to her heart's content.


s: Among the worshippers of the Venus Annodomini was young Gayerson.


s: "Goodbye, Tom," whispered the Venus Annodomini.


s: Little Blind Fish, thou art marvellous wise,


s: Little Blind Fish, who put out thy eyes?


s: Open thine ears while I whisper my wish--


s: Bring me a lover, thou little Blind Fish.


s: A week later, Pack got his definite dismissal from Miss Hollis.


s: "If I can attain Heaven for a pice, why should you be envious?"


s: But he wouldn't give us credit for a pipeful--not for anything.


s: --Munichandra, translated by Professor Peterson.


s: For I struck the blow for my false love's sake,


s: Then Simla laughed, for Wressley in love was slightly ridiculous.


s: Men often do their best work blind, for some one else's sake.


s: Not though you die tonight, O Sweet, and wail,


s: Shall mortal Fear make Love immortal fail--


s: Who from Death's house returning, give me still


s: One moment's comfort in my matchless ill.


s: Dumoise threw the telegram across the table and said:--"Well?"


s: The other Doctor said nothing. It was all that he could say.


s: From the Cliff where She lay in the Sun,


s: Fell the Stone To the Tarn where the daylight is lost;


s: Now the fall was ordained from the first,


s: But the Stone Knows only Her life is accursed,


s: Judge Thou The Sin of the Stone that was hurled


s: --From the Unpublished Papers of McIntosh Jellaludin.


s: "Say, is it dawn, is it dusk in thy Bower,


s: Thou whom I long for, who longest for me?


s: I was admitted to the McIntosh household--I and my good tobacco.


s: McIntosh Jellaludin apologized, saying:--


s: McIntosh never told me what position he had held before his fall.


s: "You were abominably drunk if that's what you mean," I said.


s: I don't want the Giant's Robe to come true in my case.


s: So we settled it all when the storm was done


s: "Let me try," said Maisie, imperiously. "I'm all right now."


s: "Why? Because you're going away from Mrs. Jennett?"


s: "I don't know," she said. "I suppose it is."


s: "Maisie, you must know. I'm not supposing."


s: "I do, indeed I do; but it won't be any use."


s: "We shall be awfully late for tea," said Maisie. "Let's go home."


s: Then we brought the lances down, then the bugles blew,


s: When we went to Kandahar, ridin' two an" two,


s: All the way to Kandahar, ridin' two an" two.


s: So he thinks he shall take to the sea again


s: For one more cruise with his buccaneers,


s: "But you're looking tucked up," he concluded.


s: "Now, what lunacy has been your latest?"


s: "Ouf!" said he. "That's heavenly! Well?"


s: "Why in the world didn't  you come to me?"


s: "You're a great deal too kind, old man."


s: "Do you mean to say that you are going to keep them?"


s: "You will in a minute. Be good enough to give back my sketches."


s: The wolf-cub at even lay hid in the corn,


s: When the smoke of the cooking hung gray:


s: He knew where the doe made a couch for her fawn,


s: And he looked to his strength for his prey.


s: But the moon swept the smoke-wreaths away.


s: And he turned from his meal in the villager"s close,


s: "Be careful, old man. That way lies bad work."


s: "When were you under Kami, man of extraordinary beginnings?"


s: "A man might have gone to a pub, and got decently drunk."


s: "It won't. It has taught me what Art--holy sacred Art--means."


s: "You've learnt something while I've been away. What is Art?"


s: "So I told him. I don't  think he believes it."


s: "How should he know? He thinks he is his own master."


s: "Ye--es. No. This. Where have you come from?"


s: "Over there," He pointed eastward through the fog. "And you?"


s: "I paint a great deal. That's all I have to do."


s: "Why, what's happened? You had three hundred a year."


s: "I have that still. I am painting; that's all."


s: "Of course I did. You're always out of step."


s: "So I am. I'm sorry. You went on with the painting?"


s: "That's "His Last Shot," second edition. Go on."


s: The Nilghai winced. He had not thought of this.


s: "Why, it isn't  seven yet!" said Torpenhow, with amazement.


s: "What can you do with a man like that?" said the Nilghai.


s: "Leave him alone. He's as mad as a hatter."


s: "And what care I for you men," said she,


s: "Beeton, did Mr. Heldar dine out at all while I was out of town?"


s: "I know what palette-knifing means. What was the piccy?"


s: "A fancy head that wouldn't come right,--horrid thing!"


s: "That comes well from you. Look at your own cuff."


s: "Number Three'll be off the limber, next jolt," was the answer.


s: That was something that she could understand.


s: "Yes. I see. Oh, what a thing to have come to one!"


s: "I call it success. Tell me how you got it."


s: "Do it with me, then, dear. I won't interrupt."


s: Maisie looked up for a moment and dropped her eyes.


s: He has slipped his foot from the stirrup-bar,


s: Maisie protested; she did not care for the pure line.


s: "Not good enough," he said shortly. "I'm too comf'y where I am."


s: "That's a bad sign," said the Nilghai, in an undertone.


s: "Shouldn't wonder if that has made him a trifle mad."


s: "I should. He's a most businesslike madman."


s: call for you tomorrow after breakfast early."


s: "Yes. How she beat you for it! I never told it was you."


s: "No, of course you never did. Good heavens! look at the sea."


s: "Why, it's the same as ever!" said Maisie.


s: "It's worse than anything I imagined," said Torpenhow.


s: "It isn't a woman. It's one woman; and it's a girl."


s: "Don't be certain. Perhaps it's only a married woman."


s: "I don't see the old breakwater," said Maisie, under her breath.


s: "Now, if Ammoma were only here!" said Maisie.


s: She shook her head and looked out to sea.


s: "Maisie, darling, doesn't it make any difference?"


s: "Yes, I have, and talking only makes it worse."


s: "You don't like being laughed at, Maisie, do you?"


s: Maisie hesitated. "He--he says that there is feeling in them."


s: "And now you say the same thing. It's so disheartening."


s: "I didn't say that, and I don't think it."


s: "Well? Why am I wrong in trying to get a little success?"


s: "I don't quite like that place. It sounds lazy. Tell me another."


s: "Is it a wreck?" said Maisie, to whom these words were as Greek.


s: "Not as a brother, though. You said you didn't--in the Park."


s: "You don't know all I think. It's almost too awful to tell."


s: "Never mind. You promised to tell me the truth--at least."


s: "You aren't angry? Remember, I do despise myself."


s: "Isn't it nice to get credit even for bad work?"


s: "And when he doesn't say pretty things?"


s: "This doesn't seem to bear on the argument--but in what way?"


s: "It's some time since I tried. What was the trouble? Overwork?"


s: "Never mind. Is your three hundred a year safe?"


s: "Don't scold me so! I'm not likely to be foolish."


s: Maisie watched the face working in the moonlight.


s: "You've plenty of pennies now," she said soothingly.


s: "You're much more interested in that than you are in me."


s: "That's absurd," said she. "It wouldn't be proper."


s: 'Young lambs to sell, young lambs to sell,


s: I never would cry, Young lambs to sell!'"


s: "More or less. What have you been doing?"


s: "Did She make you feel restless?" asked the Nilghai, keenly.


s: Here the Nilghai began to laugh, and Torpenhow joined him.


s: "By Jove, did I? I thought it was in one of my colour-boxes."


s: "Took the Nilghai to a theatre and fed him."


s: "Binkie-dog, he's a lazy hog, isn't he?" said the Nilghai.


s: "I wonder . . . Where do you think he has been today?"


s: "It might be his salvation," Torpenhow said.


s: "It's a scandalous waste of time," said Torpenhow.


s: "Anything you've sold?" said the Nilghai.


s: "Were you a steward or a stoker in those days?"


s: "But what has this to do with the picture?"


s: "The passengers must have thought you mad."


s: "Did the woman inspire you much?" said Torpenhow.


s: "You won't find them here," said the Nilghai.


s: "How do they call moose in Canada, Nilghai?"


s: "What shall I sing?" said he, turning in the chair.


s: ""Moll Roe in the Morning,"" said Torpenhow, at a venture.


s: "The first land we made it was called the Deadman,"


s: and they sang to the end very vigourously.


s: "Oh, Vanity! Begin." And the Nilghai began--


s: "It depends on the man," said Torpenhow.


s: "The man who has been down to look at the sea," said the Nilghai.


s: "I didn't know she was going to upset me in this fashion."


s: "The sea isn't sending you five notes a day," said the Nilghai.


s: "Let's give him a little of both. Get the bellows, Torp."


s: "He must go alone. He speaks truth, Torp."


s: In the shape of a god that was digged a clod,


s: From the taint of the soil,  thou hast made thy spoil


s: "What's the good of suggesting anything?" he said pointedly.


s: "I suppose not. But you won't have time for the Salon."


s: Maisie hesitated a little. She even felt uncomfortable.


s: Robustness of her earth-born strength and pride.


s: And here again. (Maisie, get the tea, dear.)


s: 'The forehead charged with baleful thoughts and dreams,


s: The household bunch of keys, the housewife's gown,


s: As though a shell of burnished metal frigid,


s: Her feet thick-shod to tread all weakness down."


s: 'Three centuries and threescore years ago,


s: With phantasies of his peculiar thought.'


s: "You don't understand," said Maisie. "I think I can do it."


s: Again the voice of the girl behind him--


s: I fancy Maisie means to embody herself in the picture."


s: The red-haired girl rose up and left the room, laughing.


s: "I must, if I want to get the picture done."


s: "No, love. I want you unbroken--all to myself."


s: "And how do you like being your own mistress?"


s: "But surely you're not taking her out of charity?--to please me?"


s: "Never heard a word about the lady before."


s: "They're as proud as a turkey when they hold the ready cash,


s: You ought to 'ear the way they laugh an' joke;


s: "Come here a minute, old man. I'm in trouble"--


s: "What the devil right have you to interfere?" he said, at last.


s: "I believe you're right. Where shall I go?"


s: Again the whirl of words, but this time they conveyed a meaning.


s: "My God! And if I don't take care of myself?"


s: Binkie swung head downward for a moment without speaking.


s: "Mean! You'll see when Mr. Torpenhow comes back."


s: "Yes, if he has been as good a man as you."


s: "How the Arab who cut his head open would grin if he knew!"


s: "Torp! Torp! where are you? For pity's sake, come to me!"


s: "Now we mustn't listen. Here's an island shouting across seas of


s: "Not if I'm with you. Proceed gingerly."


s: "Let's get nearer. They're in column, aren't they?"


s: "They'll move off in a minute. Don't jump when the band begins."


s: "Sticks crossed above his head," whispered Torpenhow.


s: "I know. I know! Who should know if I don't? H'sh!"


s: There were three friends that buried the fourth,


s: The mould in his mouth and the dust in his eyes


s: And they went south and east, and north,--


s: The strong man fights, but the sick man dies.


s: There were three friends that spoke of the dead,--


s: The strong man fights, but the sick man dies.--


s: "And would he were with us now," they said,


s: "The sun in our face and the wind in our eyes."


s: "I know they aren't. But what can I do?"


s: "But I picked it up when he was off his head."


s: "No! Leave me alone. How often must I remind you that I'm blind?"


s: "Nothing I could go for to fetch for to carry for to bring?"


s: "No. Take those infernal creaking boots of yours away."


s: A voice on the staircase began to sing joyfully--


s: Our creditors will weep and they will wail,


s: "Will there be any force at Suakin?" said a voice.


s: "He said he was going to stay at home," said the Keneu.


s: "But I forgot. I wish I were going with you."


s: "Oh, yes. You'll see him," said the Nilghai.


s: "It's so hot I can't sleep. Don't worry."


s: "Only a conscript kissing the cook," said Maisie.


s: "Maisie, wake up. You'll catch a chill."


s: "I am Maisie," was the answer from the depths of a great sun-hat.


s: "Blind!" said Maisie, stupidly. "He can't be blind."


s: "He has been stone-blind for nearly two months."


s: "Would you care to see for yourself?" said Torpenhow.


s: "What?" The girl was on the sofa no longer.


s: "I am coming," said she, her eyes on the ground.


s: "But what will you do," she said to her companion.


s: "I know. I know. Why didn't you tell me?"


s: He groped back to his chair, his chest labouring as he sat down.


s: "I wanted to come. I did indeed," she protested.


s: "Don't ask me too much. I'm only a man."


s: "You've tried to be an angel very successfully."


s: "I should like to, but I can't. I'm not feeling frolicsome."


s: "Then, I'll tell the boys and they'll drag you like a badger."


s: "Go to the devil--oh, send Binkie in here."


s: "That's a slender amount for housekeeping, isn't it?"


s: Yet at the last, ere our spearmen had found him,


s: Yet at the last, ere a sword-thrust could save,


s: Yet at the last, with his masters around him,


s: He of the Faith spoke as master to slave;


s: Yet at the last, tho' the Kafirs had maimed him,


s: Broken by bondage and wrecked by the reiver,--


s: Yet at the last, tho' the darkness had claimed him,


s: He called upon Allah and died a believer.--Kizzilbashi.


s: "I'll pay my rent and messing. Isn't that enough?"


s: "'E said "e couldn't stand it no more," he explained.


s: "He never said you read badly, Alf?" Mrs. Beeton spoke.


s: "Lend it to me for a minute and I'll tell you."


s: "What was in the letter?" asked Mrs. Beeton, when Alf returned.


s: "No. 'Orspital blind. He can't see. That's him over there."


s: "And where's--where's Mr. Torpenhow?" she inquired at last.


s: "No, only weeks, Bess. You can't expect them to care."


s: "I had no intention of doing such, I do assure you."


s: "A few, but I don't care to have them looking at me."


s: "I have heaps somewhere," he said helplessly.


s: "You'd better come and housekeep for me then, Bessie."


s: "It was generally under the tobacco-jar. Ah!"


s: She laughed nervously, and slipped out of his reach.


s: "Then I--but aren't you sure Mr. Torpenhow didn't tell you?"


s: "What? Say that again." The man's hand had closed on her wrist.


s: "Isn't there anything left of the thing?"


s: "Because I was that angry. I'm not angry now--I'm awful sorry."


s: "Let me go," said Bess, her face darkening. "Let me go."


s: "All in good time. Did you ever attend Sunday school?"


s: "Never. Let me go, I tell you; you're making fun of me."


s: "I'm sorry; I'm awful sorry about the picture."


s: "About getting away--and money. Me and you going away."


s: "Of course. We will get away--that is to say, I will."


s: "You shall have fifty whole pounds for spoiling a picture."


s: "You said you couldn't do anything without me."


s: "Beeton will, and you'll lose fifty pounds. That's all. Get it."


s: "Going away, of course. What should I stay for?"


s: "I'm insured for two hundred and seventy."


s: "Insurance policies is no criterion, though I don't say----"


s: "Fifty," said Mr. Beeton, without a moment's hesitation.


s: "Double it; or I'll break up half my sticks and burn the rest."


s: "That's sinful, sir," said the housekeeper, alarmed.


s: "I'll pay forfeit. Look after the packing and leave me alone."


s: But we'll never come back any more, boys,


s: "Mr. Beeton! Mr. Beeton! Where the deuce is my pistol?"


s: "Not a thing, and the stove's nigh red-hot."


s: With a burning spear and a horse of air,


s: Ten leagues beyond the wide world's end,


s: "Give Mr. Torpenhow my love if you see him, won't you?"


s: "Not they. Take me there, and I can look after myself."


s: "I was over there in England and I went blind."


s: "Thy friend! Chtt! Thy friend is death, then."


s: "As soon as may be." She was talking as though he were a child.


s: "For this reason even the mules go up in the iron-train."


s: "It is all covered with iron, because it is still being shot at."


s: "An armoured train. Better and better! Go on, faithful George."


s: "So I find it. When does this armoured train go?"


s: "At six o"clock. It takes an hour to cover the seven miles."


s: "Pretty big. It has to feed our desert-column somehow."


s: "Between thirty and forty miles--in an infernal thirsty country."


s: "Is the country quiet between Tanai and our men?"


s: "I was through most of the trouble when it first broke out."


s: George's hand on his arm pulled him back to the situation.


s: He must go up alone, and go immediately.


s: "But where, in God's name, are the troops?"


s: "It is here, and yonder are the troops. Have I done well?"


s: "Go on. We must get there swiftly. Go on."


s: "Get down, man! Get down behind the camel!"


s: And the heart of a man to the heart of a maid,


s: Miss T. As high up on the shoulder as possible.


s: BEARER. (Rapping at door.) Captain Sahib aya.


s: Miss T. Oh, bother! (Aloud.) Very well, Mamma.


s: Miss D. You look pink. What has happened?


s: Miss D. Who is this Captain Gadsby? I don't think I've met him.


s: Miss D. (Abstractedly.) Does he wax that moustache?


s: Miss T. (Busy with Powder-puff.) Yes, I think so. Why?


s: Miss T. (Sternly.) Only what? Out with it, Emma.


s: Miss T. Yes, I promise. What did she say?


s: Miss T. 'Sure I don't care. I'm not afraid of Captain Gadsby.


s: Capt. G. No sugar, tha-anks, and very little milk. Ha-Hmmm.


s: Miss T. (Aside.) Oh, this is agonizing. I must say something.


s: Capt. G. I beg your pardon. You were going to say--


s: Miss T. No, I made these myself. What are they like?


s: Capt. G. These! De-licious. (Aside.) And that's a fact.


s: Miss T Then you should explain the dinner, dish by dish.


s: Capt. G. But I can't speak the vernacular.


s: Capt. G. I have, but I don't seem to be any the wiser. Are you?


s: Capt. G. Do you ride much, then? I've never seen you on the Mall.


s: Miss T. (Wickedly.) Why? Won't Mamma dance with you any more?


s: Capt. G. She says that no exercise tires her.


s: Miss T. Very likely. Why not change Eleven for a square?


s: Captain Gadsby watches the interlude with undisguised admiration.


s: They ride out of the garden. The Captain falls back.


s: Capt. G. (Aside.) How that habit catches her under the arms! Ugh!


s: Miss T. (Demurely.) He--he--he only spoke yesterday afternoon.


s: Miss D. (With intense interest.) Yes, dear?


s: Miss T. (Piano.) It's quite true--about-the-egg.


s: Blayne. No one that I know of; but Gadsby's hooked at last!


s: Blayne. She's a girl--daughter of a Colonel Somebody.


s: Doone. Simla's stiff with Colonels' daughters. Be more explicit.


s: Blayne. Wait a shake. What was her name? Thresomething. Three--


s: Curtiss. Stars, perhaps. Caddy knows that brand.


s: Mackesy. Threegan Isn't she a little bit of a girl with red hair?


s: Blayne. 'Bout that--from what from what Markyn said.


s: Mackesy. The Threegan girl's engaged, so Blayne says.


s: Blayne. Caddy has money--lucky devil. Place at Home, too.


s: Curtiss. And of the eternal mutton--chop in the morning.


s: Doone. It's a dead goat as a rule, but go on, Mackesy.


s: Curtiss. Gadsby never had dealings with a shroff in his life.


s: Curtiss. Ask Cockley--with his wife dying by inches!


s: Enter ANTHONY, Indian Medical Staff, very white and tired.


s: Blayne. He's a nervous little chap. What has he got, this time?


s: GENERAL CHORUS. Poor little devil! Why doesn't he get away?


s: Curtiss. 'Regiment cut up rough, think you?


s: Anthony. 'Don't know anything about the Regiment.


s: Curtiss. She may be now. Two months of Naini Tal works wonders.


s: Doone. What makes you take her character away so confidently?


s: Why should the other women know so much,


s: And talk together--Such the look and such


s: The smile he used to love with, then as now.


s: Capt. G. I haven't given the Vaynor man a thought.


s: Mrs. H. But how d'you know that I haven't?


s: Mrs. H. Well! Haven't you the grace to apologize, bad man?


s: Capt. G. (Desperately.) By all means dictate.


s: Mrs. H. Really, Pip, you're getting more absurd every day.


s: Mrs. H. I want to know what you meant by what you said just now.


s: Mrs. H. But what have I done to deserve it? What have I done?


s: Capt. G. (Fingering menu-card.) Well, it has. That's all.


s: Capt. G. It's all right. (Aside.) Here comes the storm!


s: Capt. G. I'm sure I don't know. (To Khitmatgar.) Ohe! Simpkin do.


s: Capt. G. I'm sure I don't know. Don't speak so loud!


s: Capt. G. Since you insist upon my repeating it--Yes.


s: Capt. G. Yes. (Aside.) I think I deserve this.


s: Capt. G. Spare him. (Aside.) I wonder what his version is.


s: Capt. G. "But what imports the nomination of this gentleman?"


s: Capt. G. (Aside.) What a clever little woman it is!


s: Capt. G. It doesn't alter the situation.


s: Mrs. H. He! I hate him. He introduced you to me.


s: Mrs. H. In common politeness I--We have got beyond that!


s: Capt. G. Dishonor, then. She's not what you imagine. I meant to--


s: Capt. G. It doesn't hurt so much after your little lecture--with


s: Capt. G. (Under his eyebrows.) Are you certain of that?


s: Capt. G. (Feebly.) Oh, come! I'm not so low as you think.


s: Capt. M. Wake up, my sleeping beauty! (Roars.)


s: Capt. G. (Emerging from dressing-room.) What time is it?


s: Capt. G. I can't eat anything. I don't want any breakfast.


s: Leads G. downstairs and stands over him while he eats two chops.


s: Capt. M. Time to come for a walk. Light up.


s: Capt. G. (Halting in the middle of the road.) I say, Jack.


s: The two tramp at five miles an hour for fifteen minutes.


s: Capt. M. Invariably. The Padre leads off with his boots.


s: Capt. M. (With a face like a wall.) Ya-as. Whose for choice?


s: An' since 'twas very clear we drank only ginger-beer,


s: Faith, there must ha' been some stingo in the ginger."


s: Capt. G. What on earth do I want to lie down for?


s: Capt. M. Give me a light from your cheroot and see.


s: Capt. M. You are. I'll get you a peg and you'll go to sleep.


s: They return and M. compounds a four-finger peg.


s: Capt. G. O bus! bus! It'll make me as drunk as an owl.


s: Capt. G. It's absurd. I sha'n't sleep, I know I sha'n't!


s: Capt. M. Up with you! Get into your kit.


s: Capt. M. Let's make bally asses of ourselves!


s: Capt. G. How long does this hymn go on for?


s: Capt. M. My Sainted Mother! The last stage of collapse!


s: Capt. M. (In a whisper.) Form the halt--inward wheel.


s: Capt. G. obeys mechanically and the ceremony proceeds.


s: PADRE. . . . only unto her as ye both shall live?


s: Capt. M. Say you will or you won't. There's no second deal here.


s: PADRE. . . . joined together let no man put asunder.


s: Capt. G. paralyzed with fear jibs after Blessing.


s: Capt. M. Dismiss! Break off! Left wheel!


s: Capt. G. (Rubbing the ink into his glove.) Eh! Wha-at?


s: Capt. M. (Taking one pace to Bride.) If you don't, I shall.


s: Capt. G. (Interposing an arm.) Not this journey!


s: General kissing, in which Capt. G. is pursued by unknown female.


s: Capt. G. (Faintly to M.) This is Hades! Can I wipe my face now?


s: Capt. M. My responsibility has ended. Better ask Misses GADSBY.


s: Capt. M. (At table.) Up with you, Gaddy. They expect a speech.


s: AYAH. Missie Captain Sahib done gone band karo all the jutis.


s: Horse comes round on his hind legs; refuses to let G. handle him.


s: "You may carve it on his tombstone, you may cut it on his card,


s: That a young man married is a young man marred!"


s: THE GARDEN OF EDEN And ye shall be as--Gods!


s: Capt. G. (Rapturously.) Lit-tle Featherweight!


s: Mrs. G. I won" t be called those sporting pet names, bad boy.


s: Mrs. G. It has. I haven't ceased wondering at it yet.


s: Capt. G. How could I help it? You were you, you know.


s: Mrs. G. Did you ever want to help it? Speak the truth!


s: Mrs. G. Thank you, sir! And when was I ever?


s: Mrs. C. Yes, you are. But I--what have I ever done?


s: Capt. G. Given me a wee bit of your heart, haven't you, my Queen!


s: Mrs. G. Humble! I don't believe it's in your character.


s: Capt. G. What do you know of my character, Impertinence?


s: Capt. G. Little witch! I believe you know me thoroughly already.


s: Mrs. G. I think I can guess. You're selfish?


s: Capt. G. 'Think so? It's the shortest I can do with.


s: Capt. G. What does it matter so long as we are together now?


s: Mrs. G. And then it will be all gone. (Shivers.)


s: Mrs. G. I understand. Pip, will you tell me something?


s: Capt. G. Anything you like. (Aside.) I wonder what's coming now.


s: Mrs. G. You never wrote any for me! What happened?


s: Capt. G. No. At least she didn't show it as far as I remember.


s: Mrs. G. If you call me Mrs. Gadsby, p'raps I'll tell.


s: Mrs. G. No, you aren't, and I will tell--There was a man.


s: Capt. G. (Lightly.) Was there? Lucky man!


s: Mrs. G. (In a whisper.) And I thought I cared for him.


s: Mrs. G. (Firmly.) 'Sha'n't go if you don't.


s: Mrs. G. Where do you bring that message from, my prophet?


s: Capt. G. Here! Because we care for each other. So it's all right.


s: Capt. G. All this world and the next to me.


s: Capt. G. Yes, if it's not dreadful--about other men.


s: Mrs. G. It's about my own bad little self.


s: Capt. G. Then it must be good. Go on, dear.


s: Capt. G. But you asked to be told that, darling.


s: Mrs. G. Was there ever such nonsense talked before?


s: Mrs. G. Mind! It's not tuned. Ah! How that jars!


s: "Vanity, all is Vanity," said Wisdom. scorning me--


s: Capt. G. To play with. Do you mind, dear?


s: Mrs. G. What's skittles? Pah! What is this leather cleaned with?


s: Mrs. G. Everything you do interests me, Pip.


s: Mrs. G. In action? Oh, Pip, and you never told me!


s: Mrs. G. Oh, don't, don't! That's enough!--Well, what happened?


s: Mrs. G. How? He's such a lazy man, I don't believe he did.


s: Capt. G. Darling, I'm always with you, aren't I?


s: Capt. G. And you have me surely, Sweetheart?


s: Mrs. G. I have not! Pip why don't you take me into your life?


s: Capt. G. More than I do? That would be difficult, dear.


s: Capt. G. And since when have I been treating you improperly?


s: Mrs. G. Always--and since the beginning. You know you have.


s: Capt. G. I don't; but I'm willing to be convinced.


s: Mrs. G. Why doesn't he pack them in a little trunk?


s: Mrs. G. But why need you bother about it? You're not a trooper.


s: Mrs. G. And am I only made to be amused?


s: Mrs. G. And that's why you wanted to send me away?


s: Mrs. G. Mafflin's better, then, isn't he?


s: Mrs. G. (At table.) I want to look - Do you keep accounts, Pip?


s: Mrs. G. (Her back to G.) What's that for?


s: Capt. G. (Aside.) It may turn her attention.


s: Capt. G. (Aside.) Good old Jack! (Aloud.) Why, dear?


s: Capt. G. It comes to the same thing. You took it yourself.


s: CAPT. G. Bother the jam and the equipment! (Interlude.)


s: THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW Knowing Good and Evil.


s: DOCTOR. (Savagely.) Hsb, you little fool!


s: VOICE. (Mechanically.) It's me--it's Phil--it's your husband.


s: Capt. G. She doesn't know me!--It's your own husband, darling.


s: Ayah. (With an inspiration.) Memsahib understanding all I saying.


s: Capt. G. Make her understand me then--quick!


s: VOICE. Salaem do. (Fretfully.) I know I'm not fit to be seen.


s: Ayah. (Aside to G.) Say "marneen" same as breakfash.


s: Capt. G. Good morning, little woman. How are we today?


s: Capt. G. Minnie! Minnie! It's me--you know me?


s: Capt. G. Say you know me! Only say you know me!


s: DOCTOR. She will before--Have I your leave to try?--


s: DOCTOR. (In a whisper.) Forcing the last rally.


s: Capt. G. Some days; but you'll be all right in a little time.


s: VOICE. They've cut it off. What a shame!


s: Capt. G. It must have been to make your head cooler.


s: VOICE. Just like a boy's wig. Don't I look horrid?


s: VOICE. I thought so. Why didn't you tell me that at first?


s: VOICE. Say that you'll always love me--until the end.


s: Capt. G. A little before the dawn, dear.


s: VOICE. I wonder where I shall be this time tomorrow?


s: Capt. G. Would you like to see the Padre?


s: Capt. G. Won't it tire you? 'Better not, perhaps.


s: "Minnie bakes oaten cake, Minnie brews ale,


s: And 'Are you sure the church-clock goes?' says she."


s: Capt. G. (Rising.) Doctor Sahib ko salaam do.


s: The dawn breaks as G. stumbles into the garden.


s: CAPT. G. Then just you forget all about it.


s: Capt. M, 'Cumbered about with cares of Khitmatgars? I fly.


s: Mrs. G. (Within.) Who's destroy mg my son's character?


s: Capt. M. You look awf'ly serious. Anything wrong?


s: Capt. G. Don't shout. I'm going to send in my papers.


s: Capt. M. Does she say that she doesn't like India?


s: Capt. M. Not lots, and they aren't some of Us.


s: Capt. G. Funk. That's the long and the short of it. Funk!


s: You've got the kid, you've got the Wife,


s: Capt. G. I didn't care. It took the edge off him.


s: Capt. G. 'Tisn't her fault. Don't think that. It's all mine.


s: Capt. G. (Absently.) I say, do you despise me?


s: Capt. G. (Limply.) This is rather more than a joke.


s: "There's no tale in the wide world that I can't believe," I said.


s: "What be the man's crimes, Rajah Sahib?" said I.


s: "You have my leave to go," said the king.


s: "He is an outlander," said the king. "Well done! Oh, well done!"


s: "Whence comest thou?" I asked, wondering.


s: "Dir hane mard-i-yemen dir To weeree ala gee,"


s: "And what is this shame, Namgay Doola?" I asked.


s: "By the god of my father, I cannot tell," said Namgay Doola.


s: "Rememberest thou aught of thy father's speech?"


s: "Dir bane mard-i-yemen dir To weeree ala gee."


s: "But the sin of maiming the cow--consider that."


s: "Nay," said the king. "Why should I hurt the little children?"


s: Then we spoke both together and to ourselves:


s: "That's why he whispered about the house."


s: "Let's think it out somewhere else," I said.


s: "Excellent idea! Turn the lamps out. We'll get into my room."


s: "Come in," said Strickland. "It is a very warm night, isn't it?"


s: "And thou wilt take service with him when he returns?"


s: "What do I know of the ways of the white man, heaven-born?"


s: "Hast thou seen?" said Strickland, after a pause.


s: "I heard," I answered. "Imray made a mistake."


s: "What has befallen Bahadur Khan?" said I.


s: "And how much of the matter hast thou known?"


s: He went to the planter, and "My mother's dead," said he, weeping.


s: "Who brought the news?" said the planter.


s: Chihun snorted. Deesa wept and bellowed.


s: "But you, you fussy old pig, must stay behind and work."


s: The planter was too astonished to be very angry.


s: This book was published in 1890 by Longmans, Green, and Co.,


s: London; and New York: 15 East 16th Street.


s: The epigrams in the book are given both in Greek and in English.


s: This text includes only the English. Where Greek is present in


s: Left, freshly gather'd, on their native bank.


s: excellence in any style. But, while it would be easy to agree on


s: without comment where it differs from that of the MSS. or other


s: Planudean Anthology which are not found in the Palatine MS.


s: The Greek word "epigram" in its original meaning is precisely


s: literary sense, though this is not yet fixed definitely. In his


s: monuments at Thermopylae, he uses the words {gramma} and


s: epigrammasi xai stelesi}, "epitaphs and monuments". Among these


s: epitaphs is the celebrated couplet of Simonides which has found a


s: {Pagxalon eot epigramma to distikhon en de parelthes


s: tous treis rapsodeis xoux epigramma legeis}


s: The notorious difficulty of giving any satisfactory definition of


s: remained conditioned by being in its essence and origin an


s: inscriptional poem, took in the later periods so wide a range of


s: versified statement of a fact or an idea; sometimes it is barely


s: suffice. In the Anthology there occurs this couplet:


s: {Pan to peritton axaipon epei logos esti palaios


s: This is a sentence merely; an abstract moral idea, with an


s: illustration attached to it. Compare with it another couplet in


s: {Aion panta pserei dolikhos khronos oioen ameibein


s: ounoma xai morpsen xai psuain ede tukhen}


s: actually written for paintings or sculptures, that just makes an


s: those told of Pittacus, of Euctemon, of Serapis and the murderer,


s: situation. It must have the compression and conciseness of a real


s: While the epigram is thus somewhat incapable of strict formal


s: period. Traditionally ascribed to the invention of Archilochus or


s: earlier. It may be assumed with probability that elegy was an


s: The Palatine Anthology as it has come down to us includes a small


s: larger proportion of non-elegiac pieces. Of the eight hundred and


s: Constantinus Cephalas was compiling his Anthology, adding to the


s: treasures of past times much recent and even contemporary work,


s: Athelstan of England inflicted the great defeat on the Danes at


s: verses of Renaissance scholars. The vocabulary of these poets is


s: Horace, A. P., ll. 75-8, leaves the origin of elegiac verse in


s: legein}. The /voti sententia compos/ to which he says it became


s: extended is interpreted by the commentators as meaning amatory


s: poetry. If this was Horace's meaning he chose a most singular way


s: Mr. F. D. Allen's treatise /On Greek Versification in


s: Inscriptions/ (Boston, 1888) gives an account of the slight


s: changes in structure (caesura, etc.) between earlier and later


s: latter, and the latter a small amount not found in the former.


s: Thermopylae, not only by Herodotus but by Diodorus Siculus and


s: Strabo, the former in a historical, the latter in a geographical,


s: includes epigrams found in an anonymous Life of Aeschylus: in the


s: Diogenes Laërtius; and thirteen wholly or partially by Athenaeus,


s: Kaibel has made it superfluous to traverse the vast folios of the


s: appendices to the great works of Brunck and Jacobs. Most of these


s: reared, among strange gods and barbarous faces, over Paulina of


s: {Sema pater Kleoboulos apepsthimeno Xenopsanto


s: {Sema PHrasixleias xoure xexlesomai aiei


s: anti gamou para theon touto lakhous onoma}


s: (The monument of Phrasicleia; I shall for ever be called maiden,


s: having got this name from the gods instead of marriage.)


s: workmanship here, we feel, is unconscious; and without conscious


s: Epigrammata Graeca ex lapidibus conlecta. Berlin, 1878.


s: authority for the history of past times; and when in the latter


s: part of the fourth century B.C. history became a serious study


s: Philochorus, a distinguished Athenian antiquary who flourished


s: proper begins for us with Meleager of Gadara.


s: This Garland or Anthology has only come down to us as forming the


s: anything more than a poem commemorating the boys mentioned in it.


s: preserved. It purports to be a collection of the epigrammatists


s: Ptolemy Philadelphus or Ptolemy Euergetes; but as this Anthology


s: Rhodes by Nero in A.D. 53. One of the epigrams under the name of


s: Automedon in the Anthology is on the rhetorician Nicetas, the


s: probability half a century earlier, under Nero.


s: Euripides, {e ge sopsron ou diapstharesetai}. It was a new


s: Anthology of epigrams dealing with this special subject from the


s: earliest period downwards. As we possess it, Strato's collection


s: includes thirteen of the poets named in the Garland of Meleager


s: mentioned by Diogenes Laërtius, who wrote at the beginning of the


s: Capito, who was a contemporary of Hadrian, fixes his approximate


s: How far we possess Strato's collection in its original form it is


s: interpolation afterwards. Some of the epigrams are foreign to the


s: In the three hundred years between Strato and Agathias no new


s: unpublished, in seven books, entitled {Kuklos}. His proem to the


s: Cyclus is extant. It consists of forty-six iambics followed by


s: eighty-seven hexameters, and describes the collection under the


s: symbolism no longer of a flower-garden, but of a feast to which


s: corresponding to the section of {Protreptika} in the Palatine


s: arranged in alphabetical order, goes on as follows:--"but


s: As to the date of Cephalas there is no certain indication. Suidas


s: contains entries made at different times over a space of several


s: compilation of books of excerpts. Gibbon gives an account of the


s: frequently find strings of epigrams by the same author with no


s: particular connection in subject, which are obviously transcribed


s: Planudes made a new Anthology in seven books, founded on that of


s: Cephalas, but with many alterations and omissions. Each book is


s: Book IV.--Epigrams on monuments, statues, animals, and places, in


s: Book VI.--{Anathematika}, in twenty-seven chapters; from the


s: {Anathematika} of Cephalas, with four new epigrams.


s: explained by great carelessness in transcription; especially as


s: anthology until the seventeenth century. The other entirely


s: disappeared, unless a copy of it was the manuscript belonging to


s: Angelo Colloti, seen and mentioned by the Roman scholar and


s: {Tade enestin en tede te biblo ton epigrammaton


s: A. Nonnou poirtou Panopolitou ekphrasis tou kata Ioannen agiou


s: B. Paulou poirtou selantiariou (sic) uiou Kurou ekphrasis eis ten


s: E. Meleagou poietou Palaistinou stephanos diaphoron epigrammaton.


s: de e taxis ton epigrammaton egoun diairesis outos.


s: b. deutera de e ta Khristodorou periekhousa tou Thebaiou.


s: i. diaphoron metron diaphora epigrammata.


s: id. Anakreontos Teiou Sumposiaka emiambia kai Anakreontia kai


s: Konstantinou kai Theophanous keintai epigrammata.}


s: The extracts made by Salmasius remained for long the only source


s: Melanippides, however, also wrote epigrams according to Suidas,


s: s.v., and the phrase of Meleager may mean "the epigrams of this


s: poet who was celebrated as a hymn-writer".


s: Agathias, Hist. i. 1: {ton epigrammaton ta artigene kai neotera


s: oialanthanonti eti kai khuden outosi par eniois


s: upophithurizomena}. Cf. also Suidas, s.v. {Agathias}.


s: {Konstantinos o Kephalas o makarios kai aeimnestos kai


s: When any selection of minor poetry is made, the principle of


s: arrangement is one of the first difficulties. In dealing with the


s: consists of between five and six thousand pieces, all in the same


s: arrangement by subject. The first, if we believe the note in the


s: Palatine MS. already quoted, was adopted by Meleager in the


s: alphabetical arrangement of his Garland; but beyond the uncommon


s: variety it must give to the reader, it seems to have little to


s: recommend it. The Anthologies of Cephalas and Planudes are both


s: (1) {Erotika}, amatory pieces. This heading requires no comment.


s: (4) {Epideiktika}, epigrams written as {epideixeis}, poetical


s: speeches of celebrated persons on different occasions, with such


s: gardens, temples, pictures, statues, gems, clocks, cups: such are


s: (6) {Sumpotika kai Skoptika}, convivial and humorous epigrams.


s: Love keeping Thyrsis' sheep comes oddly in among epitaphs. The


s: purposes a more accurate classification is desirable.


s: The Anthology of Planudes attempts, in a somewhat crude form, to


s: supply this. Each of the six books, with the exception of the


s: alphabetically by headings. Thus the list of chapters in Book I.


s: begins, {eis agonas}, {eis ampelon}, {eis anathemata}, {eis


s: roughly by subject. Another is the fact that a difficulty still


s: world. Sections I., II., and VI. of the Palatine arrangement just


s: appears to be the longest piece in the Anthology which can


s: Odysseus is the passionate fidelity of Penelope. Yet more than


s: insufficient cause to quarrel on; the silver-footed goddess, set


s: In this heroic period love is only spoken of incidentally and


s: {eraman men ego sethen, Atthi, palai pota--}


s: Ou gar en atera pais, o gambre, toiauta--}


s: the poetry of pure passion has never reached further than this.


s: With the immense expansion of the Greek world that followed the


s: Callimachus and his contemporaries the pure Greek tradition still


s: hauntingly liquid and languid rhythm, "delicate-sandalled," gives


s: sweetness, but as he grows and becomes more tyrannous, his honey


s: scorches and stings; and the lover, "set on fire and drenched to


s: lover through stormy winter nights; Love the Ball-player tosses


s: hearts for balls in his hands; Love the Runaway lies hidden in a


s: lady's eyes; Love the Healer soothes with a touch the wound that


s: his own dart has made; Love the Artist sets his signature beneath


s: Language is no longer vivid and natural; the colour is a little


s: minuteness of tessellation. Yet if removed from the side of their


s: Bergk, are a perfect example of the pastoral in contrast with the


s: Anth. Pal. xii. 158, {soi me, Theokleis, abropedilos Eros gumnon


s: Ibid. v. 241; cf. Passionate Pilgrim, xiv., xv.


s: Closely connected with the passion of love as conceived by Greek


s: society in which this type grew up has disappeared and left the


s: gymnasia, developed great perfection of bodily form and kept it


s: constantly before all men's eyes. Art lavished all it knew on the


s: Much of what is most perplexing in the difference in this respect


s: female," might form the text for a chapter of no small importance


s: disastrous, to reunite the fragments of the human ideal.


s: In much of this poetry too we are in the conventional world of


s: Clem. Rom. II. 12: {eperotetheis autos o Kurios upo tinos pote


s: exei autou e basileia, eipen, otan estai ta duo en kai to exo os


s: to eso kai to arsen meta tes theleias oute arsen oute thelu}. It


s: is also quoted in almost the same words by Clem. Alex., Strom.


s: abiding rest from the labours of a busy life, bountiful to all,


s: special providence, under the symbolic forms of Cypris Urania or


s: of such a life is disarmed of terror. In one of the most graceful


s: children, and that their tears over him had no bitterness. The


s: repugnant, to the Greek peoples. Mysticism, as has already been


s: superstitious and most dispassionate minds.


s: With the diffusion of a popularised philosophy religious feeling


s: protection. Each shaded well in the forest, each jut of cliff on


s: the shore, has its tutelar deity, if only under the form of the


s: insignificant matters in their charge. These are not mere


s: monument on the roadside by the gate of Potidaea. But the


s: punishments, in this or in a future state. But the highest Greek


s: Ranging as they do over the whole variety of human action, these


s: home. The most numerous and the most beautiful are those where,


s: demands of heaven, were best satisfied with small and simple


s: offerings. "The least of a little" was sufficient to lay before


s: implements of their craft are dedicated by the carpenter and the


s: the lord of the myriad-boughed forest; the Muses are pleased with


s: the shepherd in the divine silence of the hills. The fancy of


s: Anth. Pal. vii. 733; cf. also v. 14 in this selection.


s: Ibid. vi. 251; cf. v. 3 in this selection.


s: {ou mentoi soi Alkinou ge apologon ero}, Plato, Rep. 614 B.


s: Pas tis phobeitai phos lipein tod eliou}--Eurip. Phoenix, fr. 9.


s: Frag. incert. 257, {tout esti to zen oukh eauto zen monon}.


s: epitaph; and this was often actually inscribed on a monument, or


s: Many again are to be found among the miscellaneous section of


s: poets. Some are inscriptions for libraries or collections;


s: A different view of art and literature, and one which adds


s: Anthology. Then, as now, people were amused by bad and bored by


s: proverbial; living in a garret where the very mice were starved,


s: Of epigrams on individual works of art it is not necessary to say


s: languages as a gem to an ordinary pebble.


s: epigrams on fashions in prose style, on conventional graces of


s: height, above the nightingales, under the solitary stars alone,


s: Anth. Pal. ix. 433. On this epigram Jacobs says, /Frigide hoc


s: carmen interpretantur qui illud tabulae pictae adscriptum fuisse


s: Compare Anth. Pal. xii. 43 with ix. 565.


s: Anth. Pal. vii. 80. Cf. In Memoriam, xxiii.


s: Anth. Pal. ix. 577; notice especially {theies pimplamai


s: That the feeling for Nature is one of the new developments of the


s: express in words the total impression made upon us, but only that


s: First in the natural order comes that simply sensuous view of the


s: sentimental description, sometimes realistic in detail, sometimes


s: conventional treatment. Landscapes, for example, are always a


s: sky. Or the citizen, leaving the glare of town, spends a country


s: holiday on strewn willow-boughs with wine and music, as in that


s: remarkable for their clear and vivid portraiture, are that of


s: The descriptions of Nature too are, as a rule, not only slightly


s: Roman date; another of uncertain period but of great beauty, an


s: poetry, and dwelling on them till they assume an exaggerated


s: purely romantic as the opening lines of /Christabel/.


s: Aegeus, fr. 24; cf. the celebrated simile in /Hyperion/,


s: beginning, /As when upon a tranced summer night/.


s: Though fate and death make a dark background against which the


s: brilliant colouring of Greek life glitters out with heightened


s: replaced. Quintilian, speaking at a distance from any national or


s: seriously made for dances and lyres and garlands as things deeply


s: Though they are not actually kept separate--nor indeed would a


s: coming suddenly on the top of the first.


s: generalisations; and indeed there is no single criterion of the


s: difference between one age and another more easy and certain of


s: application, where the materials for applying it exist, than to


s: that has no beginning nor end. Some Greek jests have an Irish


s: inconsequence, some the grave and logical monstrosity of American


s: /Omnem vitae imaginem expressit . . . omnibus rebus, personis,


s: adfectibus accomodatus/: see the whole passage, Inst. Rhet. x. i.


s: offence will not be taken where none was meant. The law of /laesa


s: unrelenting and undiscriminating severity. Fate seemed to take a


s: sardonic pleasure in confounding expectation, making destruction


s: spring out of apparent safety, and filling life with dramatic and


s: with the sorrow that beauty is less strong than time. Nor is the


s: sometimes merely silly, sometimes, though rarely, becoming


s: imaginative. The contrast of a youth without means to indulge its


s: the statue of Memnon at Thebes are an example of the vivid


s: honour, "that she might shew her omnipotence." At the root of all


s: success is in refusing to play. For the busy and idle, for the


s: fear; how short-lived soever he be in comparison with the world


s: {to theion pan phthoneron te kai tarakhodes}, Hdt. i. 32.


s: The famous sepulchral epigrams of Simonides deserve a word to


s: sea. In all of them the foremost quality is their simplicity of


s: That great period passed away; and in those which follow it, the


s: sundered lovers, the disunited life. Among the most beautiful are


s: Attalus. A subject whose strange fascination drew artist after


s: crushed violently together and mingling their fires. Already the


s: Into darkness, into silence: the magnificent brilliance of that


s: drenched with wine, the dead man will not drink. On an island of


s: Tarentum, the brief-fated, cries out passionately of the stone


s: resting-places. No bitterer pang can be added to death than for


s: This last aspect of death was the one upon which the art of the


s: hateful; "as much as a mother is sweeter than a stepmother," says


s: wilt." But even the grace of a tomb was often denied. In the


s: drowned man. The ocean never forgot its cruelty. {Pasa thalassa


s: thalassa}, "everywhere the sea is the sea," wails Aristagoras,


s: who trusts the gale of winter draws fate on himself with his own


s: stand like a sheet of molten glass, the terrible straits swallow


s: Aristomenes, with ship and crew; and Nicophemus perishes, not in


s: wintry waves, but of thirst in a calm on the smooth and merciless


s: Less numerous than these poems of sea-sorrow, but with the same


s: away. The aged gardener lies at peace under the land that he had


s: lightly over his grey temples, and the earliest flowers of spring


s: in the famous Ode where the note of the immortal bird sets the


s: legionaries, and whose later life had passed from Italy to Asia,


s: unites the lands of her birth and adoption and decease in her


s: farewell. For all ranks and ages--the baby gone to be a flower in


s: Alexandrian library, has seen three kings succeed to the throne--


s: Thessalonica from her tomb bids husband and children cease their


s: lamentations and be only glad while they remember her. Such


s: recompence is in death that the dead sailor or shepherd becomes


s: thenceforth the genius of the shore or the hillside. The sacred


s: Thou wert the Morning Star among the living


s: Now, having died, thou art as Hesperus, giving


s: From the inscription on the tomb of Publius Cornelius Scipio


s: Africanus, Augur and Flamen Dialis, son of the conqueror of


s: Ibid. vii. 657. The spirit, and much of the language, of these


s: epigrams is very like that of Gray's /Elegy/.


s: Ibid. vii. 378, {agallomenoi kai taphon os thalamon}.


s: Criticism, to be made effectively, must be made from beyond and


s: outside the thing criticised. But as regards life itself, such an


s: to-morrow we die. In finer tempers it issues in a mood strangely


s: swaggering. "I don't care," the young man cries, with a sort of


s: faltering bravado. Snatch the pleasure of the moment, such is the


s: monumental line of Menander, sorrow and life are too surely akin.


s: preserved from his world of comedies, weighs and puts aside all


s: the attractions that life can offer: "Him I call most happy who,


s: house, and death is its blind and irresponsible lord.


s: From the name of Palladas is inseparable the name of the famous


s: Archestr. ap. Athenaeum, vii. 286 a; {kan apothneskein melles,


s: arpason, . . kata usteron eoe o ti soi pepromenon estin}.


s: Citharist. Fr. 1, {ar esti suggenes to lupe kai bios}.


s: survives; and the loss of the vivid multiplicity and colour of a


s: ideal, perhaps one which is even more stimulating and more


s: accumulation of importance given to the barbarous antecedents and


s: ambiguous records which it leaves. The value of this selection of


s: Sweet is snow in summer for the thirsty to drink, and sweet for


s: Snow, hail, darken, blaze, thunder, shake forth all thy glooming


s: persuasion, Zeus, thou didst once pierce in gold to that brazen


s: Evermore in my ears eddies the sound of Love, and my eye silently


s: Cleophantis lingers long; and the third lamp now begins to give a


s: Dost thou then also, Philinna, carry longing in thee, dost thou


s: sleuth-hounds of the Cyprian on her track.


s: Would I were a pink rose, that fastening me with thine hands thou


s: Who of my friends has imaged me sweet-voiced Zenophile? who has


s: Flower-fed bee, why touchest thou my Heliodora's skin, leaving


s: outright the flower-bells of spring? Meanest thou that even the


s: Fly for me, O gnat, a swift messenger, and touch Zenophile, and


s: whisper lightly into her ears: "one awaits thee waking; and thou


s: I beseech thee, Love, charm asleep the wakeful longing in me for


s: Why so woe-begone? and why, Philaenis, these reckless tearings of


s: Stay there, my garlands, hanging by these doors, nor hastily


s: Terrible is Love, terrible; and what avails it if again I say and


s: I am down: tread with thy foot on my neck, cruel divinity; I know


s: Ah suffering soul, now thou burnest in the fire, and now thou


s: This ship to thee, O king of sea and sovereign of land, I Crantas


s: death; now renouncing all, fear and hope, sea and storms, I have


s: I Laïs who laughed exultant over Greece, I who held that swarm of


s: The shuttle that sang at morning with the earliest swallows' cry,


s: This fresh-cloven pomegranate and fresh-downed quince, and the


s: Eudemus dedicates this shrine in the fields to Zephyrus, most


s: juniper sacred among hunters, and stone-heaped seat of Hermes, be


s: This deer that fed about Ladon and the Erymanthian water and the


s: forehead, laid them before the Maiden of the country.


s: hundred spears; be ashamed, O mountains and seas.


s: O Time, all-surveying deity of the manifold things wrought among


s: country, farewell Athens nigh to Euboea, farewell dear sea.


s: I am an Athenian woman; for that was my city; but from Athens the


s: I am the tomb of one shipwrecked; and that opposite me, of a


s: husbandman; for a common Hades lies beneath sea and earth.


s: I am the tomb of one shipwrecked; but sail thou; for when we were


s: Mariner, ask not whose tomb I am here, but be thine own fortune a


s: Icarian rocks, having given up the ghost in the Aegean sea.


s: Sit beneath the poplars here, traveller, when thou art weary, and


s: fountain that Simus sets by the side of Gillus his dead child.


s: Hermes messenger of Persephone, whom usherest thou thus to the


s: parents. Pluto delighting in tears, are not all mortal spirits


s: allotted to thee? why gatherest thou the unripe grapes of youth?


s: The daughters of the Samians often require Crethis the teller of


s: I am of Baucis the bride; and passing by my oft-wept pillar thou


s: bridal song into a voice of wailing dirges.


s: Artemis, wert busy with thy beast-slaying hounds.


s: Why idly bemoaning linger you by my tomb? nothing worthy of


s: Here the stone says it holds the white dog from Melita, the most


s: No longer, poor partridge migrated from the rocks, does thy woven


s: This little stone, good Sabinus, is the record of our great


s: The herald of the prowess of heroes and the interpreter of the


s: indeed said the girl in her wisdom, "Thou art envious, O Death."


s: horned god of Maenalus when he sang thy hymn and forgot his own


s: I am Thespis who first shaped the strain of tragedy, making new


s: Island Tyre was my nurse; and the Attic land that lies in Syrian


s: Gadara is the country of my birth; and I sprang of Eucrates, I


s: Celaenae; and we nymphs shall no longer as before hear the honey-


s: strings; and Daphnis the neatherd will mingle enchantment with


s: piercing my delicate lips and making me the channel of a narrow


s: Simus son of Miccus, giving me to the Muses, asked for himself


s: graceless rioting, you shall howl for it.


s: That second Aristotle, Nicostratus, Plato's peer, splitter of the


s: spurious; yes, he who concluded that the soul was mortal, would


s: One told me of thy fate, Heraclitus, and wrung me to tears, and I


s: I know that I am mortal, and ephemeral; but when I scan the


s: multitudinous circling spirals of the stars, no longer do I touch


s: harbourage to her brood in the mud-plastered cells: and the sea


s: Beneath flowering Tmolus, by the stream of Maeonian Hermus, am I,


s: Go and rest your limbs here for a little under the juniper, O


s: Me, Pan, the fishermen placed upon this holy cliff, Pan of the


s: leadest thy feet; straightway will he, being by thee, make thy


s: fountain wells forth cold stainless water.


s: tiles, houses of wood-pigeons, houses of crickets, O noontide


s: Attic maid, honey-fed, chatterer, snatchest thou and bearest the


s: Why in merciless chase, shepherds, do you tear me the solitude-


s: No longer dreading the rayless night-mist, sail towards me


s: Bromius bid you, Priapus of the anchorage.


s: I do not wish to feast down in the city, Philotherus, but in the


s: country, delighting myself with the breath of the west wind;


s: different sides stretch forth to me the pleasant gifts of sea and


s: Aniceteia wets her golden lip in me; but may I give her also the


s: Cythera of Bithynia dedicated me, the marble image of thy form, O


s: Never grow mould, O lamp, nor call up the rain, lest thou stop my


s: Cyprian thou flatterest thy master's pangs.


s: Artemis, to thee the son of Cichesias dedicates his shoes, and


s: Themostodice the strait folds of her gown, because thou didst


s: graciously hold thy two hands over her in childbed, coming, O our


s: Callirhoë dedicates to the Paphian garlands, to Pallas a tress of


s: The Cyprian denies that she bore Love, seeing Antiochus among the


s: Praxiteles the sculptor made a Parian image of Love, moulding the


s: lookest joyously, sweet spring bursts into bloom.


s: O pastoral pipes, no longer sing of Daphnis on the mountains, to


s: pleasure Pan the lord of the goats; neither do you, O lyre


s: interpretess of Phoebus, any more chant Hyacinthus chapleted with


s: If thou boast in thy beauty, know that the rose too blooms, but


s: quickly being withered, is cast on the dunghill; for blossom and


s: evening of a woman's life? old age, full of a million wrinkles.


s: Now is autumn, Epicles, and out of the belt of Bootes the clear


s: Once on a time when a ship was shattered at sea, two men fell at


s: I know that my hands are empty of wealth; but by the Graces, O


s: Know, O Thetis of the sea, that Memnon yet lives and cries aloud,


s: Where is thine admired beauty, Dorian Corinth, where thy crown of


s: Formerly the dead left their city living; but we living hold the


s: You with the roses, you are fair as a rose; but what sell you?


s: yourself, or your roses, or both together?


s: Centaur," and ah that we had too! but now it perished from us.


s: To the must-drinking Satyrs and to Bacchus, planter of the vine,


s: Bacchus and the Satyrs, will drink deeper than they.


s: Round-bellied, deftly-turned, one eared, long-throated, straight-


s: Xenophon the wine-bibber dedicates an empty jar to thee, Bacchus;


s: boatswain's whistle: the other day I had such fortune, for I love


s: All the ways of life are pleasant; in the market-place are goodly


s: Six hours fit labour best: and those that follow, shown forth in


s: Whoso has married once and again seeks a second wedding, is a


s: shipwrecked man who sails twice through a difficult gulf.


s: reasonable and not to too hard a mistress.


s: Snub-nosed Memphis danced Daphnis and Niobe; Daphne like a stock,


s: Eutychus the portrait-painter got twenty sons, and never got one


s: Charmus ran for the three miles in Arcadia with five others;


s: Marcus once saw midnight out in the armed men's race, so that the


s: forbidding another to hope, gasped out his own life.


s: If you have an enemy, Dionysius, call not down upon him Isis nor


s: You have a Thessalian horse, Erasistratus, but the drugs of all


s: boiled and roasted and pickled, and there is no life in it then.


s: I was in love once; who has not been? I have revelled; who is


s: kinsfolk in their forest feeding-ground; for thou art gone on the


s: Unherded at evenfall the oxen came to the farmyard from the hill,


s: Strange dust covers thy body, and the lot of death took thee, O


s: living out of the sea, out of the sea likewise drew my death.


s: reefs, nigh the disastrous main, I found a grave at the hands of


s: swallowed me down cast me up again on this shore.


s: Thee too, son of Cleanor, desire after thy native land destroyed,


s: Hades inexorable and inflexible, why hast thou thus reft infant


s: Callaeschrus of life? Surely the child will be a plaything in the


s: adopted son; but God would not let me have even a second mother's


s: Protomachus said, as his father held him in his hands when he was


s: Already the saffron-strewn bride-bed was spread within the golden


s: Unhappy, by what first word, by what second shall I name thee?


s: Vibius, and around thee may all be roses.


s: All human must pay the debt of death, nor is there any mortal who


s: apart. All life is such, only the turn of the scale; if thou art


s: Be young, dear my soul: soon will others be men, and I being dead


s: Diodorus, slipping greedily into wine, drink deep, even to the


s: Now is rose-time and peas are in season, and the heads of early


s: abundant in years; for to-day thou hast no share in what is gone.


s: Now we flourish as before others did, and soon others will, whose


s: mouldering into a land that at last is not thine.


s: All is laughter, and all is dust, and all is nothing; for out of


s: We all are watched and fed for Death as a herd of swine butchered


s: either never to be born, or, as soon as born, to die.


s: development of Greece, from the earliest time to the repulse of


s: MIMNERMUS of Smyrna fl. B.C. 634-600, and was the contemporary of


s: ERINNA of Rhodes, the contemporary of Sappho according to ancient


s: poetry ({melisma}) and epigrams ({elegoi}) as distinct from one


s: epigrams are quoted by Herodotus; others are preserved by Strabo,


s: Meleager, l. 34, speaks of "the yellow ears from the blade of


s: extinction of Greek freedom at the battle of Chaeronea, B.C. 480-


s: perfection. Two epigrams and part of a third ascribed to him are


s: The period may then be conveniently subdivided under five heads--


s: (1) Poets of Greece Proper and Macedonia, continuing the purely


s: (3) The earlier Alexandrians of the third century B.C.


s: (4) The later Alexandrians of the second century B.C.


s: (5) Just on the edge of this period, Meleager and his


s: contemporaries: transition to the Roman period.


s: Mitylene" and may be by a different hand, as Adaeus was a common


s: simplicity out of doors, with a serious sense of religion and


s: invasion, probably that of B.C. 279; but this is headed "Anyte of


s: showing (if the common theory as to her date be true) a deep and


s: Probably to this group belong also the following poets:


s: PERSES, called "the Theban" in the heading of one epigram, "the


s: simplicity and good taste, but inferior power. The /Garland/ of


s: PHAEDIMUS of Bisanthe in Macedonia, author of an epic called the


s: epigrams under his name, a beautiful dedication, and a very noble


s: appendix of epigrams in mixed metres at the end of the Palatine


s: (2) Under this head is a group of three distinguished poets and


s: PHILETAS of Cos, a contemporary of Alexander, and tutor to the


s: children of Ptolemy I. He was chiefly distinguished as an elegiac


s: Meleager, l. 30. Two of the seven epigrams under his name in the


s: {griphoi} or pattern-poems at the end of the Palatine MS.


s: (3) LEONIDAS OF TARENTUM is the reputed author of one hundred and


s: daintiness of style; but when he writes simply his execution is


s: epigrammatist," and so is probably a different person from the


s: MOERO or MYRO of Byzantium, daughter of the tragedian Homerus,


s: Thessalonica mentions her in his list of famous poetesses. Of the


s: (/Garland/, l. 5) only two are extant, both dedications.


s: THEODORIDES of Syracuse, the author of nineteen epigrams in the


s: speaks of him as imitating Simonides, and criticises his style as


s: something of the simplicity of his great model, and even a slight


s: MOSCHUS of Syracuse, the last of the pastoral poets, flourished


s: fragment by Cyrus (ix. 136), which has without authority been


s: attributed to him and is generally included among his poems.


s: To this period may belong DIOTIMUS, whose name is at the head of


s: speaks, l. 27, of "the quince from the boughs of Diotimus."


s: AUTOMEDON of Aetolia is the author of an epigram in the Palatine


s: THEAETETUS is only known as the author of three epigrams in the


s: (4) ALCAEUS of Messene, who flourished 200 B.C., represents the


s: literary and political energy still surviving in Greece under the


s: against the theory that most if not all are by the same author,


s: DIOSCORIDES, the author of forty-one epigrams in the Palatine


s: ARTEMIDORUS, a grammarian, pupil of Aristophanes of Byzantium and


s: epigrams are given as by one or other in Planudes and Diogenes


s: Testament), and educated at Tyre. His later life was spent in the


s: pastoral, with great beauty of style and feeling for nature.


s: (1) ANTIPATER OF THESSALONICA, the author of upwards of a hundred


s: Nicopolis by Octavianus, after the battle of Actium; another


s: ANTIPHANES the Macedonian is the author of ten epigrams in the


s: BIANOR of Bithynia is the author of twenty-two epigrams in the


s: Anthology. One of them is on the destruction of Sardis by an


s: earthquake in A.D. 17. He is fond of sentimental treatment, which


s: DIODORUS, son of Diopeithes of Sardis, also called Diodorus the


s: EVENUS of Ascalon is probably the author of eight epigrams in the


s: PARMENIO the Macedonian is the author of sixteen epigrams in the


s: Anthology, most of which have little quality beyond commonplace


s: identified with Gn. Lentulus Gaetulicus, legate of Upper Germany,


s: (2) PHILIPPUS of Thessalonica was the compiler of an Anthology of


s: dubiously ascribed to him. He wrote epigrams of all sorts, mainly


s: merely rhetorical exercises on stock themes give no clue to his


s: Anthology, besides three doubtful. Among them are some graceful


s: NICARCHUS is the author of forty-two epigrams of the same kind as


s: To some part of this century also belong SECUNDUS of Tarentum and


s: mutilated form, as the twelfth section or first appendix of the


s: fashion in Greek prose writing. His date is fixed by an attack on


s: CLAUDIUS PTOLEMAEUS of Alexandria, mathematician, astronomer, and


s: To some part of this period appear to belong ALPHEUS of Mitylene,


s: The spelling /Lucillius/ is a mere barbarism, the /l/ being


s: doubled to indicate the long vowel: so we find {Statullios}, etc.


s: Anthology in the reign of Constantine Porphyrogenitus, about the


s: PALLADAS of Alexandria is the author of one hundred and fifty-one


s: ARABIUS, author of seven epigrams in the Anthology, is called


s: PAULUS, always spoken of with his official title of SILENTIARIUS,


s: Anthology, is the most distinguished poet of this period. Our


s: possess a long description of the church of Saint Sophia by him,


s: partly in iambics and partly in hexameters, and a poem in dimeter


s: RUFINUS, author of thirty-nine (and three more doubtful) amatory


s: the other, tongue pressed into palate, wondering whether the next


s: "And I'm over thirty," he cried. "With all I meant to do!"


s: Mrs. Shonts smiled, and took them in hand. She wrote widely and


s: telegraphed far on their behalf till, armed with her letter of


s: "A house!" said Sophie, in a whisper. "A Colonial house!"


s: Behind the blue-green of the twin trees rose a dark-bluish brick


s: "This is like all England," she said at last. "Wonderful, but no


s: "The drawing-room, of course." Sophie swam up and down it. "That


s: "It's the proportions. I've noticed it."


s: "Look at that view. It's a framed Constable," her husband cried.


s: "No; it's a Morland--a parody of a Morland. But about that couch,


s: "But why was it allowed to get like this?" said Sophie.


s: "Here?" Sophie moved beneath the light of a hole in the roof.


s: "Who does all the wool belong to downstairs?" George asked.


s: He led them on and on, through a maze of back kitchens, dairies,


s: larders, and sculleries, that melted along covered ways into a


s: "Somehow," said Sophie, sitting exhausted on an ancient


s: "You mean about the Elphicks and the Moones?" he answered.


s: "I like Mrs. Cloke. But what is the old house called?"


s: "Here to-day an' gone to-morrow," said Cloke warningly. "They've


s: "Have you realized," she asked one morning, "that we've been here


s: "No." He smiled. "All the same, I'm going to see after my mail."


s: "No, thanks, old thing! Isn't that quite English?"


s: "No. I'm perfectly well," Sophie protested.


s: "Are you the son that was in America?" she asked.


s: "Whereabouts in Connecticut?" asked George over her shoulder.


s: "No. I'm soaked from the knees down. If I hang about I shall get


s: "Yes, my lady!" Mrs. Cloke ran and returned swiftly.


s: "Once. I daren't look again. Who is she?"


s: Mrs. Cloke, shocked at their levity, told them that it was Lady


s: "What d'you mean?" she asked quickly, though she knew his voice.


s: "That I'm better. I'm well enough to kick."


s: She nodded gravely, but her eyes sparkled.


s: "Seventy-five thousand dollars. They'll take sixty-eight."


s: lumber--timber they call it--in the Hangers alone."


s: "Wouldn't they call it a liberty now?" said he.


s: "But you didn't own him at the date of his death."