The Hundred Best Books 769 THE HUNDRED BEST BOOKS FIRST there's the Bible, And then the Koran, Pope's Essay on Man, The Essays of Lamb, And Omar Khayyam, And Venerable Bede, And Captain Mayne Reid, Fox upon Martyrs And Liddell and Scott, The works of La Motte, And Clemens (Mark Twain), The Mill on the Floss, The Poems of Schiller, The Iliados, Don Quixote (Cervantes), La Pucelle by Voltaire, And Baron Munchausen, Mademoiselle De Maupin, The Dramas of Marlowe, The Three Musketeers, Clarissa Harlowe, And the Pioneers, Sterne's Tristram Shandy, The Ring and the Book, And Handy Andy, And Captain Cook, And Westward Ho! And Verdant Green, The Faery Queen, The Stones of Venice, Natural History (White's), And then Pendennis, The Arabian Nights, Cicero's Orations, Plain Tales from the Hills, The Wealth of Nations, And Byles on Bills, As in a Glass Darkly, Demosthenes' Crown, The Treatise of Berkeley, Tom Hughes's Tom Brown, The Mahabharata, The Humour of Hook, The Kreutzer Sonata, And Lalla Rookh, Great Battles by Creasy, And Hudibras, And Midshipman Easy, And Rasselas, Shakespeare in extenso And the Eneid, And Euclid (Colenso), The Cosmic Egg The Woman who Did, Then Rabelais, And Men of the Day, The Poems of Burns, The Journey (that's Sterne's), The House of Seven Gables, Carroll's Looking-glass, And Leaves of Grass, The Woman in White, The Tale of Two Cities, Ships that Pass in the Night, Gibbon's Decline, Walter Scott's Peveril, And some verses of mine. 771 Mostyn T. Pigott. THE COSMIC EGG UPON a rock, yet uncreate, And the cloud was rock, And the rock was cloud. The rock then growing soft and warm, And of the egg did allegate, Unknown. FIVE WINES BRISK methinks I am, and fine Robert Herrick. A RHYME FOR MUSICIANS HÄNDEL, Bendel, Mendelssohn, Meyer, Geyer, Meyerbeer, Heyer, Weyer, Beyer, Beer, Lichner, Lachner, Schachner, Dietz, Hill, Will, Brüll, Grill, Drill, Reiss, Rietz. Hansen, Jansen, Jensen, Kiehl, Siade, Gade, Laade, Stiehl, Naumann, Riemann, Diener, Wurst, Niemann, Kiemann, Diener, Furst. My Madeline! my Madeline! Mark my melodious midnight moans; My mandolin's mild minstrelsy, Muster 'mid midnight masquerades, Mark Moorish maidens, matrons' mien; 'Mongst Murcia's most majestic maids, Match me my matchless Madeline. Mankind's malevolence may make Much melancholy musing mine; Many my motives may mistake, My modest merits much malign. My Madeline's most mirthful mood Melts make me merry, Madeline! Match-making mas may machinate, |