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YBV4_macdonald_red

XML     PDF Red Rose By Leila Macdonald WHY do your leaves uncurl invisibly ?    Is it mere pride ?When I behold your petals,They lie immovably…

YBV4_hapgood_henri

XML     PDF Henri Beyle By Norman Hapgood THE fact that none of his work has been translated into English is probably a source of…

YBV4_grahame_out

XML     PDF A Falling Out By Kenneth Grahame HAROLD told me the main facts of this episode, some time later—in bits, and with reluctance.…

YBV4_garnett_one

XML     PDF Of One in Russia By Richard Garnett DOVE that of old fraught with the olive-spray    Toldest of earth arisen from the flood,    And how…

YBV4_frontmatter

XML     PDF Front Matter The Yellow Book Volume IV January, 1895 The Editor of THE YELLOW BOOK can in no case hold himself responsible…

YBV4_dowie_wladislaws

XML     PDF Wladislaw’s Advent By Ménie Muriel Dowie I WHEN I first saw Wladislaw he was sitting on a high    tabouret near a hot iron…

YBV4_dixon_thief

XML     PDF A Thief in the Night By Marion Hepworth Dixon SHE had watched the huge rectangular shadow of the water- jug on the…

YBV4_davidson_proem

XML     PDF Proem to ‘The Wonderful Mission of Earl Lavender’ By John Davidson THOUGH our eyes turn ever waveward    Where our sun is well-nigh set…

YBV4_dalmon_autumn

XML     PDF An Autumn Elegy By C. W. Dalmon Now it is fitting, and becomes us allTo think how fast our time of being…

YBV4_cs_margaret

XML     PDF Margaret By C. S. THE street was feebly lighted, but by the glare from the public- house at the corner I could…