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Signed, Frank Mundell, London, December 1895.

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Old King Cole was a merry old soul.

"I'll move the world," quoth he.

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Epigraph and the Hosting of the Shee.

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Time drops in decay like a candle burnt out, and the mountains and woods have their day, have their day.

But, kindly old rout of the fire-born moods, you pass not away.

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Dedication and Epigraph of The Prelude to Adventure.

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The Prelude to Adventure by Hugh Walpole.

Dedication and Epigraph.

To my friend, R.A. Streatfield.

Starting off with chapter 47, Feminine Wiles.

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Yet, were the orders not disheartened by so great a defeat, for the Lightweavers provided spiritual sustenance, they were enticed by those glorious creations to venture on a second assault.

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So the next chapter, chapter 49, watching the world transform.

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These light weavers, by no coincidence, included many who pursued the arts, namely writers, artists, musicians, painters, sculptors.

Section Zero.

Epigraph and the Hosting of the Sidhe.

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Time drops in decay, like a candle burnt out, And the mountains and woods have their day, have their day: But, kindly old rout of the fire-born moods, You pass not away.

The Hosting of the Sidhe.

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Stories of North Pole Adventure By Frank Mundell Preface and Epigraph this volume does not pretend to be a history of arctic exploration my aim has been to narrate some of the most thrilling incidents of polar adventure in such a graphic manner that the reader may feel something of the fascination which induces explorers in spite of reverses and disasters to attempt again and again to penetrate the vast region of snow and silence and solitude around the north pole great care has been taken to ensure accuracy and wherever possible the actual journals of the various expeditions have been consulted besides a host of minor publications signed frank and now there came both mist and snow and it grew wondrous cold and ice-mast high came floating by as green as emerald and through the drifts the snowy cliffs did send a dismal sheen nor shapes of men or beasts we ken the ice was all between the ice was here the ice was there the ice was all around it cracked and growled and roared and howled like noises in a swound by samuel taylor coleridge end of preface and epigraph the north pole the little bear ursa minor is the name given to one of the most famous groups of stars in the northern hemisphere one star in that constellation is called the pole star because it is directly over that point of the earth's surface known as the north pole this mysterious spot is surrounded by extensive fields and vast mountains of ice which the most daring explorers have tried in vain to penetrate the arctic circle includes all the land and water contained within a line drawn round the earth at a distance of twenty three and a half degrees or sixteen hundred miles from the north pole in this portion of the globe known as the polar regions eternal winter reigns the ocean is either frozen over or is full of floating masses of ice and the land is almost entirely covered with ice and snow throughout the year during several months the sun never rises over this part of the globe and the winter is one long night no sound breaks the awful silence which reigns over this vast region and scarcely a living creature is to be seen after the long winter has set in strange lights are seen in the heavens mock suns appear surrounded by circles of vapour tinted with the brightest hues of the rainbow then too are seen the most brilliant meteors shedding a marvellous radiance over crag and pinnacle of glistening ice these singular streams of light form across the sky great arches through which flash bright streaks of red blue green purple and yellow flame they are known as the aurora borealis or northern lights the untaught indian regards this strange natural phenomenon with awe believing them to be the spirits of his fathers roaming through the land of souls within the arctic circle are found the white bear the reindeer the musk-ox the wolf and the fox and it is the home of the seal the walrus and the whale the eskimos who inhabit this inhospitable region are for the most part a simple kindly race who know nothing of the arts of civilized life their dwellings are of the rudest description their clothing consists of garments made of the skins of animals and they obtain a livelihood by hunting and fishing the polar regions were first explored by navigators who wished to obtain a passage to india and china along the northern shores of america it was for this purpose that the cabots and other early explorers made their famous voyages hundreds of years ago out of these attempts at length there grew a strong desire on the part of some of the most celebrated seamen to penetrate to the north pole itself the story of these various expeditions is one of the most romantic and thrilling in the world's history in no other field of naval enterprise have more indomitable courage unwearying perseverance complete self-denial and skilful management of resources been displayed than in that of arctic discovery the following are a number of arctic discoverers from fifteen hundred to eighteen ninety two Aldrich, 1876.

Carlson, 1863 and 1871.

Collinson, 1851 to 1852.

Epigraph Two Stories of the Victoria Cross.

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Stories of the Victoria Cross by Frank Mundell.

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Thus saith the Queen: For him who gave His life as nothing in the fight, So he from Russian wrong might save My crown, my people, and my right— Let there be made a Cross of bronze, And graved thereon my queenly crest, Write Valour on its haughty scroll, And hang it on his breast.

Thus saith the Land: He who shall bear Victoria's Cross upon his breast In token that he did not fear To die, had need been, for her rest— For the dear sake of her who gives And the high deeds of him who wears Shall, high or low, all honour have From all through all his years.

The Celtic Twilight by William Butler Yeats.

Section Zero: Epigraph and the Hosting of the Sidhe.

Epigraph: Time drops in decay Like a candle burnt out, And the mountains and woods have their day, Have their day.

But, kindly old rout Of the fire-born moods, You pass not away.

The Hosting of the Sidhe.