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...ous: Kudrun, Translated by Marion E. Gibbs & Sidney Johnson (Garland Pub., New York, 1992). Anonymous: Nibelungenlied, T ranslated by A.T . Hatto (Pen... ... find one who did more than recognise the name, if even that, of the great fights of Hafrsfirth or Sticklestead. The language and history of Greece an... ...d. That which has been done, one may hope, is but the beginning of a great new birth, that shall give back to our language and literature all that hee... ...e king for his oath, saying it was “royal work fulfilling royal rede.” The new and strange government that Harold tried to enforce—nothing less than t... ...od as long as might be by the sturdy Norsemen. It was only by dint of hard fighting that he slowly won his way, until at Hafrsfirth he finally crushed... ...Iceland —the ethnic religion of the Norsefolk, which fought its last great fight at Sticklestead, where Olaf Haraldsson lost his life and won the name... ...pt Gudrun, Giuki’s daughter, So that the tears flowed Through the pillow; As the geese withal That were in the homefield, The fair f... ...hrust it under her armpit, and sank aside upon 109 The V olsunga Saga the pillows, and said, “Come, take gold whoso will!” But all held their peace, ...

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...it your godfathers: O, belike his majesty hath some intent That you shall be new christen’d in the Tower. But what’s the matter, Clarence? may I know... ...eaven, If heaven will take the present at our hands. But who comes here? the new deliver’d Hastings? [Enter HASTINGS .] HASTINGS: Good time of day un... ...lf,—which Jesu pardon!— QUEEN MARGARET : Which God revenge! GLOUCESTER: To fight on Edward’s party for the crown; And for his meed, poor lord, he is... ...natic. QUEEN MARGARET : Peace, master marquess, you are malapert: Your fire new stamp of honor is scarce current. O, that your young nobility could j... ...se forswearing and for murder too: Thou didst receive the holy sacrament, To fight in quarrel of the house of Lancaster. First Murderer : And, like a... ... love? Who told me how the poor soul did forsake The mighty Warwick, and did fight for me? Who told me, in the field by Tewksbury When Oxford had me d... ..., Which in their summer beauty kiss’d each other. A book of prayers on their pillow lay; Which once,’ quoth Forrest, ‘almost changed my mind; But O! t...

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...of the utmost importance. These machines I de- termined to raise on a very new and odd foundation, the Rosicrucian doctrine of spirits. I know how dis... ...nd, And the pressed watch returned a silver sound. Belinda still her downy pillow pressed, Her guardian Sylph prolonged the balmy rest: Twas he had s... ...y, Through all the giddy circle they pursue, And old impertinence expel by new. 10 What tender maid but must a victim fall To one man s treat, but fo... ...of the skies, Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes, While every beam new transient colors flings, Colors that change whene er they wave their wi... ...n mighty Pam, that kings and queens o erthrew And mowed down armies in the fights of loo, Sad chance of war! now destitute of aid, Falls undistinguish... ...ies in romance assist their knight, Present the spear, and arm him for the fight. He takes the gift with reverence, and extends The little engine on h... ...six the British Fair, 33 As long as Atlantis* shall be read, Or the small pillow grace a lady s bed, While visits shall be paid on solemn days, When ... ... the skies. 48 No common weapons in their hands are found, Like Gods they fight, nor dread a mortal wound. So when bold Homer makes the Gods engage, ...

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...py and perfect fruition. But our little Amelia was just on the bank of her new country, and was already looking anxiously back to- wards the sad frien... ...h Square. Dear little white bed! how many a long night had she wept on its pillow! How she had despaired and hoped to die there; and now were not all ... ... else’s) company, this amiable lady told all her birth and pedigree to her new friend. “My dear,” said she, good-naturedly, “it was my intention that ... ...r, grinning at each other over his head. 15 Thackeray And, now having her new friend to herself, the impetuous Mrs: O’Dowd proceeded to pour out such... ...t is not military. For a long period of history they have let other people fight there. When the present writer went to survey with eagle glance the f... ...ong themselves as might have set the armies which had overcome Napoleon to fight against each other, but for the return of the object of unanimous hat... ...s father, remembering what he had said once before, when he was engaged to fight a duel. Dawn faintly streaked the sky as he closed this farewell lett... ...oked at the hand, the little soft hand, lying asleep; and he bent over the pillow noiselessly towards the gentle pale face. Two fair arms closed tende... ...th a smile on her face, towards the bed, and began to smooth down George’s pillow. Rebecca walked, too, silently away. “How is Amelia?” asked Jos, who...

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...ng, making love and jilting, laughing and the contrary, smoking, cheating, fight- ing, dancing and fiddling; there are bullies pushing about, bucks og... ...Sambo, the black servant, has just rung the bell; and the coach- man has a new red waistcoat.” “Have you completed all the necessary preparations inci... ...Thus the world began for these two young ladies. For Amelia it was quite a new, fresh, brilliant world, with all the bloom upon it. It was not quite a... ...ew, fresh, brilliant world, with all the bloom upon it. It was not quite a new one for Rebecca—(indeed, if the truth must be told with respect to the ... ...e interior of which species of marquee was a featherbed, on which were two pillows, on which were two round red faces, one in a laced nightcap, and on... ... the question at V auxhall.” 41 Thackeray CHAPTER V Dobbin of Ours CUFF’S FIGHT WITH DOBBIN, and the unexpected issue of that contest, will long be r... ...much obliged to you to send me a cake and five shillings. There has been a fight here between Cuff & Dobbin. Cuff, you know, was the Cock of the Schoo... ...ow with her cushion—or else she would have Becky’s arm and Rawdon with the pillow. “W e must sit together,” she said. “W e’re the only three Christian... ...st all the gentle pains and passions which were tossing upon that innocent pillow, why should he not de- clare himself to be Rebecca’s confidante too,...

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...iring the grandiose effects of German architecture, and finding everywhere new treasures both modern and antique. From time to time the highways along... ...onsidering all things, that is best.” “Monsieur,” said the landlord to the new-comer, “these are all the provisions I have left,” pointing to the supp... ...off to bed. The merchant and the surgeons laughed over the nature of their pillows. Prosper put his case of surgical instruments and that of Wilhelm u... ...s lacking. Wahlenfer, as a measure of precaution, put his valise under his pillow. “We shall both sleep on our fortune,” said Prosper, “you, on your g... ...xclusively on the hundred thousand francs which lay beneath the merchant’s pillow. To Prosper Magnan one hundred thousand francs was a vast and ready-... ... the smile of a murderer. When I saw the jailer I questioned him about his new prisoner. “He has not spoken since I put him in his cell,” answered the... ...u are rich or poor, but no matter! you are all the world to me. They won’t fight always, ‘ceux- ci.’ Well, when there’s peace, will you go to Beauvais...

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...e for me to face both ways I had elected to face nothing. The discovery of new values in life is a very chaotic 4 An Outcast of the Islands experienc... ... many a man’s smile. He prospered greatly. After his first— and successful—fight with the sea robbers, when he rescued, as rumour had it, the yacht of... ...iting out-of-the-way places of that part of the world, always in search of new markets for his cargoes—not so much for profit as for the plea- sure of... ...all now.” As he spoke those words he thought he was a fine fellow. Nothing new that. Still, he surpassed there his own expectations. Hang it all, ther... ...n, that two drunken white men had fought on the jetty. It had been a great fight. They fought without arms, like wild beasts, after the manner of whit... ..., and many wives, and much merchan- dise, and trading praus, and praus for fighting. Hai— ya! He was a great fighter in the days before the breath of ... ...house. He laid the sleepy child on the seat of the big rocking-chair, on a pillow which he took out of his own hammock, and stood for a while looking ... ...—like a snake.” Almayer’s voice woke up the little girl, who sat up on the pillow with a sharp cry. He rushed over to the chair, caught up the child i... ..., Joanna sat almost all day with her stockingless feet upon one of the bed pillows that were somehow always kicking about the floor. She sat there, va...

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...ghter. He shall keep it now, at his peril.” Grisell was cowering among her pillows, and no one knew how much she heard or understood. The Countess was... ... almost unconscious child, till she fainted and was laid down again on her pillows, under the keeping of Maudlin, while the clanging of the great bell... ... “Grizzy! Look up, wench!” but could elicit nothing but a half turn on the pillow, and a little louder moan, and Master Miles, who was still watching,... ...eing likewise a very holy woman. The Earl and Countess would accompany the new bishop to be present at his enthronement and the ensuing banquet, and t... ... and then the chapter of nuns intended to proceed to the election of their new Abbess, unanimously agreeing that she should be their present Prioress,... ...om Bishop Beauchamp. Both alike were disregarded, as all had expected. The new Abbess thus appointed was the Madre Matilda de Borgia, a relation of Po... ...ing it with “Poor Grisly; when I am a man, I will throw down my glove, and fight with that lad, and kill him.” “O nay, nay, Bernard; he never meant to... ... Wales, and thence in a bit of a fishing-boat across to Ireland. Ask me to fight in full field with twice the numbers, but never ask me to put to sea ... ... and on one golden spur that still he wore, the other no doubt lost in the fight. All was done regularly. The Lord of Whitburn was deter- mined that n...

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..................................................... 145 Chapter 2.4.V . The New Berline. ................................................................. ... bish can and must be, is swept aside; and so again, on clear arena, under new conditions, with something even of a new stateliness, we begin a new co... ... getting cool. In that famed Pentecost-Night of the Fourth of August, when new Faith rose suddenly into miraculous fire, and old Feudality was burnt u... ..., and trouble you no more. But how different when it is with arguments you fight! Here no victory yet definable can be considered as final. Beat him d... ...the prizes of it, all men know. In that general overturn, we saw the Hired Fighters refuse to fight. The very Swiss of Chateau-Vieux, which indeed is ... ...Apparently, not. It is true, in a time of external Peace, when there is no fighting but only drilling, this question, How you rise from the ranks, may... ...; nay, on one occasion, as the Queen cannot sleep, he offers to sit by her pillow, and converse a little! (Ibid. ii. 149.) Chapter 2.4.IX. Sharp Shot.... ...ons approvingly; will help, were she ready. Spanish Bourbon stirs amid his pillows; from him too, even from him, shall there come help. Lean Pitt, ‘th...

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... his poem should be of the West, that world’s frontier of Romance, where a new race, a new people—hardy, brave, and passionate—were building an empire... ... people should be included— they and their legends, their folk lore, their fightings, their loves and their lusts, their blunt, grim humour, their sto... ... father’s letter. “He holds, Ulsteen does, that ‘grain rates as low as the new figure would amount to confiscation of property, and that, on such a ba... ...rran, grinding his teeth. “He was up in the city the whole of the time the new schedule was being drawn, and he and Ulsteen and the Railroad Commissio... ...on—and for a week all the town of Guadalajara was in fete. There were bull-fights in the Plaza—this very one—for five days, and to each of his ten- an... ...orse with its pillion of red leather and silver bridle mountings; the bull-fights in the Plaza; the gifts of gold dust, and horses and tallow. It was ... ...t so tight that the skin at their angles was drawn into puckers. Under his pillow, his two hands were doubled up into fists. At intervals, he gritted ... ...s to take down the alarm clock and stifle its prolonged whirring under the pillows and blankets. But when this had been done, he continued to sit stup... ...om of a page. About nine o’clock he blew out the lamp and, punching up his pillow, settled himself for the night. Then, as his mind relaxed in that st...

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...ite affirmatives; and again the glass was in requisition. Marco Sana was a fighting soldier, who stated what he knew, listened, and took his orders. G... ...he Chief began to speak. He touched upon the condi- tion of Italy, and the new lilt animating her young men and women. “I have heard many good men jee... ...rnina yonder, and fancy you behold a rout of phantom Goths; a sleepy rout, new risen, with the blood of old battles on their shroud-shirts, and a Nort... ...haken once during the collo- quy. It was now a fixed defence. “What is her new name?” Mrs. Sedley inquired. “That I cannot tell. Wilfrid merely mentio... ... the fusing fire of action to congregated aliens in arms. When Austria was fighting year after year, and being worsted in campaign after campaign, she... ...promptitude of the Hapsburgs) was one secret of her dauntless readiness to fight. War did the work of a smithy for the iron and steel holding her toge... ... night, and lie, after all my crying’s over, with my hair spread out on my pillow, on either side my face, like green moss of a withered waterfall: yo... ...he hearts of young women. ‘Was all quiet in Milan?’ she asked. ‘Quiet as a pillow,’ he said. ‘And will continue to be?’ ‘Not a doubt of it.’ ‘Why is t... ...n bed. Angelo jumped up; as he did so, his stiletto slipped from under his pillow and flashed. ‘That’s a pretty bit of steel,’ said the innkeeper, but...

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...a pye;’ ‘Which pye being open’d they began to sing’ (This old song and new simile holds good), ‘A dainty dish to set before the King,’ Or ... ... five hundred pages), Has given a sample from the vasty version Of his new system to perplex the sages; ‘T is poetry — at least by his asserti... ...I want a hero: an uncommon want, When every year and month sends forth a new one, Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant, The age discov... ...outh of Seville? Is it for this I scarce went anywhere, Except to bull fights, mass, play, rout, and revel? Is it for this, whate’er my suitor... ...Antonia! where ‘s my pocket handkerchief?’ She ceased, and turn’d upon her pillow; pale She lay, her dark eyes flashing through their tears, L... ...a cried out ‘Rape!’ and Julia ‘Fire!’ But not a servant stirr’d to aid the fight. Alfonso, pommell’d to his heart’s desire, Swore lustily he’d... ...s, and so our life exhales, A little breath, love, wine, ambition, fame, Fighting, devotion, dust,—perhaps a name. I said that Juan had been sen... ...several languages did understand, But now lay sick and speechless on his pillow, And rocking in his hammock, long’d for land, His headache b... ...head which o’er it hung; And her transparent cheek, all pure and warm, Pillow’d his death like forehead; then she wrung His dewy curls, long...

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...on to have neither eyes nor ears for the outer world. There were many things new to me. For in stance, hay ricks in the trees, and here and there ve... ...lone as agent of my friend Peter Hawkins, of Exeter, to tell me all about my new estate in London. You shall, I trust, rest here with me a while, so t... ... glad that it is old and big. I myself am of an old family, and to live in a new house would kill me. A house cannot be made habitable in a day, and a... ... for in our veins flows the blood of many brave races who fought as the lion fights, for lordship. Here, in the whirlpool of European races, the Ugric... ...he whirlpool of European races, the Ugric tribe bore down from Ice land the fighting spirit which Thor and Wodin game them, which their Berserkers di... ...e they’d be jommlin’ and jostlin’ one another that way that it ‘ud be like a fight up on the ice in the old days, when we’d be at one another from day... ...they had all flown away. There were a few feathers about the room and on his pillow a drop of blood. I said nothing, but went and told the keeper to r... ...r mad, recorded here.’ He fell back exhausted, and I put the book under his pillow, and kissed him. have asked Sister Agatha to beg the Superior to l... ...e af ter the hour, and all was ready, and he sat up in bed, propped up with pillows. He answered his ‘I will’ firmly and strong. I could hardly spea...

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...d—the scene of a great battle in his (Malietoa Laupepa’s) youth—the place which we have cleared the platform of his fort—the gulley of the stream full... ...ight rolled off up Vaea mountain-side; back with Clarke to the Mis- sion; had a bit of lunch and consulted over a queer point of missionary policy jus... ..., a bush village—see into the houses as I pass—they are open sheds scattered on a green—see the brown folk sitting there, suck- ling kids, sleeping on... ... ingenuity, I begin it at different places; so that if you stumble on one section, you may not even then sus- pect the fulness of my labours. Accordin... ...was ready, and to finish it afterwards, before Henry has yet put in an appearance for his lesson in ‘long explessions. ’ Dinner: stewed beef and potat... ...y. A fool brought it to this island in a pot, and used to lecture and sentimentalise over the tender thing. The tender thing has now taken charge of t... ..., at 5.45 or 5.50, Paul brings me tea, bread, and a couple of eggs; and by about six I am at work. I work in bed—my bed is of mats, no mattress, sheet... ...ell by a hired boy. In the evening Sewall came up (American consul) and proposed to take me on a malaga, which I accepted. Monday I rode down to Apia,... ...ed. Soon there was another and more desperate attempt to escape, in which Lloyd had his ring broken. Then we bound him to the bed humanely with sheets...

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...ity university. 3 Frank Norris The Pit A Story of Chicago By FRANK NORRIS NEW YO NEW YO NEW YO NEW YO NEW YORK RK RK RK RK 1903 1903 1903 1903 1903 D... ... in the preparation of the following novel are due to Mr. G. D. Moulson of New York, Whose unwearied patience and untiring kindness helped him to the ... ...measured obligation and gratitude to Her Who Helped the Most of All. F. N. NEW YORK June 4, 1901. 5 Frank Norris I I I I I AT EIGHT O’CLOCK in the in... ... whispers, and one great leader lay at that very moment, broken and spent, fighting with his last breath for bare existence. Jadwin had seen it all. U... ...drama in deadly earnest—drama and tragedy and death, and the jar of mortal fighting. And the echoes of it invaded the very sanctuary of art, and cut a... ...ing room she heard Aunt Wess’ stir- ring. She turned to Page, who upon the pillows beside her still slept, her stocking around her neck as a guarantee... ...business district was an unexplored country, who kept himself far from the fighting, his hands unstained, his feet unsullied. He passed his life gentl... ...Girlhood was gone; the Laura Dearborn that only last night had pressed the pillows of that bed, where was she now? Where was the little black- haired ... ...He took a holiday from his business, surprised her with presents under her pillow, or her dinner-plate, and never failed to take her to the theatre in...

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...nd look back on those times, as on great gaps between the old life and the new. Y ou do not know how much you suffer in those critical maladies of the... ... Reficimus rates quassas: we tempt the ocean again and again, and try upon new ventures. Esmond thought of his early time as a novitiate, and of this ... ...test I should have known thee anywhere. And so you have turned ruffian and fighter; and wanted to measure swords with Mohun, did you? I protest that M... ...y, where there was a pretty company of us, that the young fellow wanted to fight him, and was the better man of the two.” “I wish we could have tried ... ...is is Mr. Steele, gentleman-usher to the Prince’s Highness. When does your new comedy appear, Mr. Steele?’ I hope thou wilt be out of prison for the f... ...soldiers might well say after the Boyne, “Change kings with us and we will fight it over again.” Indeed, the fight was not fair between the two. ’Twas... ...ths of you as a child, and I had desired no better. I used to weep upon my pillow at Castlewood as I thought of you, and I might have been a brother o...

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...ng, making love and jilting, laughing and the contrary, smoking, cheating, fight- ing, dancing and fiddling; there are bullies pushing about, bucks og... ...Sambo, the black servant, has just rung the bell; and the coach- man has a new red waistcoat.” “Have you completed all the necessary preparations inci... ...Thus the world began for these two young ladies. For Amelia it was quite a new, fresh, brilliant world, with all the bloom upon it. It was not quite a... ...ew, fresh, brilliant world, with all the bloom upon it. It was not quite a new one for Rebecca—(indeed, if the truth must be told with respect to the ... ...e interior of which species of marquee was a featherbed, on which were two pillows, on which were two round red faces, one in a laced nightcap, and on... ... the question at V auxhall.” 41 Thackeray CHAPTER V Dobbin of Ours CUFF’S FIGHT WITH DOBBIN, and the unexpected issue of that contest, will long be r... ...much obliged to you to send me a cake and five shillings. There has been a fight here between Cuff & Dobbin. Cuff, you know, was the Cock of the Schoo... ...ow with her cushion—or else she would have Becky’s arm and Rawdon with the pillow. “W e must sit together,” she said. “W e’re the only three Christian... ...st all the gentle pains and passions which were tossing upon that innocent pillow, why should he not de- clare himself to be Rebecca’s confidante too,...

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...apped my hands in applause, and was ready to acclaim her a genuine daughter of the winds. What put it in my 8 St. Ives head, I know not: perhaps beca... ...he was at first amazed. But I have the pleasure to think that some of my expressions had pierced through his thick hide; and besides, the brute was tr... ...uelat had spoken had on several occa- sions given me alms. I reminded him that, if we were now reduced to hold out our hands and sell pill-boxes for c... ...ssured.’ So I was to owe my life to Goguelat at every point. ‘I had rather not discuss it,’ said I. ‘Well,’ said he, ‘one word more, and I’ll agree to... ... resentment. 31 Stevenson But from one thing to another, matters have a little changed. Or I should rather say, not a little. We learned you were und... ...this the two interests that were now contending in my bosom came together and became one. I wished to see Flora again; and I wanted some one to furthe... ...he ditch. The cart was backed to the margin, the body slung off the platform and dumped into the grave with an irreverent roughness. A sharpened stake... ...a doubtful nature; even Romaine had drawn of him no very amiable portrait; and as I was ushered into the room, it was a critical eye that I cast on my... ...as very deliberate and courteous, but scarce louder than a sigh. ‘I bid you welcome, Monsieur Le Vicomte Anne,’ said he, looking at me hard with his p...

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...the younger fellows, without knowing what affected them, were moved by the new picture of a girl, as if it had been a frontispiece of a romantic story... ...er and his uncle, Muncastle, the famous travel- ler, into Paraguay. He saw fighting before he was twelve. Before he was twenty he was learning outpost... ...all to no purpose, you find boys born to be chiefs. On the day of the snow-fight Matey won the toss, and chose J. Masner first pick; and Masner, aged ... ...rshy ground, where a couple of flat and shelving banks, formed for a broad new road, good for ten abreast—counting a step of the slopes—ran transverse... ... old tower of a Masner was being heavily pressed by num- bers. Then came a fight hand to hand, but the enemy stood in a clamp; not to split like a nut... ...nother Charley XII. of Sweden—a gratuitous Coriolanus haughtiness as well, new among a people accustomed socially to bow the head to their nobles, and... ... the study of his old hero determinedly. The pain of a memory waking under pillows, unable to do more than strain for breath, distracted his attention... ... had seen her lying at her length quietly, her black hair scattered on the pillow, like shadow of twigs and sprays on moonlit grass, illuminated inter... ...is mother, who was bearing him, and startled by the boom of guns under her pillow, when her husband fronted the en- emy: Matthew Weyburn, the fencer, ...

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... of sphygmograph tracings (I write subject to correction) and an admirable new terminology, that did the thing for him. The general public saw little ... ...e was right and Redwood was right, then by injecting or administering this new substance of his in food, he would do away with the “resting phase,” an... ...s standing on a planet before a sort of black platform lecturing about the new sort of growth that was now possible, to the More than Royal Institutio... ... Cossar, with no appearance of hurry at all, had got all the stuff for his fight with insurgent Bigness out of Urshot and on the road to Hickleybrow. ... ...g this a safer firing-point. They squatted there in a rather abundant dew, fighting the damp with whisky. The others rested in the house, and the thre... ...wards the holes. The whole thing was an affair of misty shadows; all three fighting monsters were exaggerated and made unreal by the delusive clearnes... ...od of the Gods days. When Redwood came to remonstrate with her, she banged pillows about and wept and tangled her hair. “He’s all right,” said Redwood...