English poetry; Puck (Legendary character) -- Fiction; Short stories, English
_A Carol_ 337
ILLUSTRATIONS
'Admiral Boy--Vice-Admiral Babe,' says
Gloriana, 'I cry your pardon' _Face page_ 41
I kneeled, and he tapped me on the shoulder.
'Rise up, Sir Harry Dawe,' he says " 74
They made the sign which no Indian makes
outside of the Medicine Lodges " 171
'You'll open a road from the East unto the
West, and back again' " 292
_A CHARM_
_Take of English earth as much
As either hand may rightly clutch.
In the taking of it breathe
Prayer for all who lie beneath--
Not the great nor well bespoke,
But the mere uncounted folk
Of whose life and death is none
Report or lamentation.
Lay that earth upon thy heart,
And thy sickness shall depart!_
_It shall sweeten and make whole
Fevered breath and festered soul;
It shall mightily restrain
Over-busy hand and brain;
It shall ease thy mortal strife
'Gainst the immortal woe of life,
Till thyself restored shall prove
By what grace the Heavens do move._
_Take of English flowers these--
Spring's full-facéd primroses,
Summer's wild wide-hearted rose,
Autumn's wall-flower of the close,
And, thy darkness to illume,
Winter's bee-thronged ivy-bloom.
Seek and serve them where they bide
From Candlemas to Christmas-tide.
For these simples used aright
Shall restore a failing sight._
_These shall cleanse and purify
Webbed and inward-turning eye;
These shall show thee treasure hid,
Thy familiar fields amid,
At thy threshold, on thy hearth,
Or about thy daily path;
And reveal (which is thy need)
Every man a King indeed!_
INTRODUCTION
Once upon a time, Dan and Una, brother and sister, living in the English
country, had the good fortune to meet with Puck, _alias_ Robin
Goodfellow, _alias_ Nick o' Lincoln, _alias_ Lob-lie-by-the-Fire, the
last survivor in England of those whom mortals call Fairies. Their
proper name, of course, is 'The People of the Hills.' This Puck, by
means of the magic of Oak, Ash, and Thorn, gave the children power--
To see what they should see and hear what they should hear,
Though it should have happened three thousand year.
The result was that from time to time, and in different places on the
farm and in the fields and the country about, they saw and talked to
some rather interesting people. One of these, for instance, was a Knight
of the Norman Conquest, another a young Centurion of a Roman Legion
stationed in England, another a builder and decorator of King Henry
VII.'s time; and so on and so forth; as I have tried to explain in a
book called _Puck of Pook's Hill_.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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