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The Revolt of the Netherlands

Friedrich Schiller

The Souls of Black Folk

W. E. B. DuBois

My Man Jeeves

P. G. Wodehouse

Paradoxes of the Highest Science

Eliphas Levi

Hymns of the Reformation

by Martin Luther




Then Herod, when he saw that he was mocked of the wise men, was exceeding wroth, and sent forth, and slew all the children that were in Bethlehem, and in all the coasts thereof, from two years old and - under, according to the time which he had diligently enquired of the wise men.—Matt. ii. 16.

Hail to the day! so rich in joy, That bids creation smile; From heaven the Son of God comes down, And man, the while,

Beholds, with wonder-stricken eye,
This scene of strange delight and sacred

mystery: The Son of God from heaven descends, And, born of Adam's race, with man his

being blends.

The virgin's blessed Son—

That infant form so sweet, This day to us is born,

Our hearts to greet, And deeply to console Ub as we lie, A people sunk in abject poverty: Yes! if to us, this infant were not born, Then were the race of Adam, all forlorn,—

Then all were lost,— But now salvation comes, and Jesus is our

boast. Thou precious Saviour! through Thy birth Do Thou redeem from hell, each prostrate

child of earth!

A band of shepherds on the plain,
Good tidings heard;

To them angelic hosts announced

The cheering word Which told them of their Saviour born— The incarnate Lord. The King of Kings, who reigns o'er all, Was subject then to Herod's thrall: His word went out, his envoys true, He sought what earthly might could do; His thoughts devised each false pretence, And that, against Omnipotence. The babes of Bethlehem, slaughtered lay, For Herod's voice went forth—his mandate none might stay.


A.d. 1524.

And in that day there shall be a root of Jesse, which shall stand for an ensign of the people; to it shall the Gentiles seei: and His rest shall be glorious.—Isaiah xi. 10.

Oh let Thy praise, Redeemer, God!

Our votive hearts engage;
Since Thou wast of a virgin born,

Of David's lineage:
At this, in truth, with one accord,

Angelic voices rise,
And pour their hallowed melody

In rapture through the skies;
Whilst praises full, and soft, and clear,

Thy church supplies.

The Father's well-beloved Son
Once in a manger lay;

Divine with human reconciled,

The wonder we survey.
It pleased the Great Eternal One

Our fragile vest to wear,
Our garments of mortality,

Our load of sin to bear: Then let our heart's best praise be given

For love so rare.

Him to contain, the ethereal heavens,

With all their boundless spheres, Throughout the circuit of those worlds,

Too small, too mean appears; Yet tlus stupendous Lord of all,

Who through creation lives,
Oh, miracle of passing worth!

An earthly shrine receives:
Then praise the Saviour, who to dust

Such honour gives.

That mighty monarch, who, alone,
Upholds this wondrous frame,

The universe, with all its orbs,
A little child became.

Behold! the light of ages beams,

It gilds this world of woe; It pours its living lustre round

Where darkness reigned below: Praise ye the Lord, who bade this tide

Of bliss to flow.

Children of light and life, we hail

Salvation's glorious ray;
This bright inheritance is ours,

As children of the day,
Son of the Father! lo, He comes,

One in the God-head known;
How was He then a guest on earth,—

God's well-beloved Son I
Then let us praise Him for His work

Of mercy done.

Forth from the vale of misery,

With burdens sore opprest; Where Pain and Sorrow's bondsmen dwell,

Where night's dark curtains rest; Forth from this vale of tears, He calls

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