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Thus went out those valiant champions on their adventure.
The Master of Ringing Island.
Friar John and Panurge
He led them up the great staircase of the castle.
With this I ran away a fair gallop-rake.
Gargantua visiting the shops.
In visage such, as past my power to bear
Answering not, mine eyes I raised
Now who art thou, that through our smoke dost cleave?
What Aileth Thee, that still thou look'st to earth?
With equal pace, as oxen in the yoke
With wary steps and slow we pass'd
Ye host of heaven, whose glory I survey I
So drew full more than thousand splendours towards us
Up, he exclaim'd, " brother I upon thy feet arise"
Who then, amongst us here aloft, hath brought thee?
In fashion, as a snow white rose
My guide, then laying hold on me, by words
The radiant planet, that to love invites
Say then, beginning, to what point thy soul aspires
[Poetry reading] / Galway Kinnell.
He went to see the city, and was behold of everybody there with great admiration.
My so good wife dead, who was the most this, the most that, that ever was in the world.
The monstrous physetere was slain by Pantagruel
In fine, they were all of them forced to sea, and drowned like so many rats.
Bridlegoose relateth the history of the reconcilers.
The monks knew not, in that extremity, to which of all their saints they should vow themselves.
[Acknowledgement page]
[Preface]
Estate of Walter H. Schoellkopf, Williamsville, N.Y.
Long as 'tis lawful for me, shall my steps follow on thine
So, within the lights, the saintly creatures flying, sang
A lady young and beautiful, I dream'd, was passing o'er a lea
Salve regina, on the grass and flowers, here chanting
Before my sight appear'd, with open wings, the beauteous image
I most humbly beseech your lanternship to lead us back.
Is there any greater pain of the teeth than when the dogs have you by the legs?
They found the old woman sitting in a corner of her chimney.
Cost what they will, cried Panurge, trade with me for one of them, paying you well.
Striking them down as a mason doth little knobs of stone.
[Poetry reading at the University at Buffalo, January 25, 1963] / John Berryman.
The country home of Walter H. Schoellkopf, Williamsville, N.Y.
Home of George B. Hayes, 217 North Street.
The beauteous dame, her arms expanding, clasi"d my temples
He lugs out his trusty sword with both his fists, and cut the sausage in twain.
Panurge seeks the advice of Pantagruel and his friends as to whether he should marry.
The furred law cats scrambling after the crowns from Panurge's purse.
How six hundred and threescore horsemen were very cunningly vanquished and discomfited.
Pantagruel then arose from table to visit and scour the thicket.
[Poetry reading at the University at Buffalo, February 18, 1972] / James Wright.
The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around.
Postcard written to Dr. Frances Proctor Ames from Louise Downer, March 3, 1886
All stiff drinkers, brave fellows, and good players at ninepins.
In the middle of July, the devil came to the place aforesaid, with all his crew at his heels.
Immediately one of the girls brought him a tall-boy brimfull of extravagant wine.
With this accident we were all out of sorts, moping, drooping, metragrabolized, as dull as dun in the mire.
It ate the food it ne'er had eat.
He comes to Chinon, the ancient city, yea the first city in the world.
Man on Ship
Rabelais dissecting society and writing his book.
Alt Nurnberg on the Midway
Welch-Ludwig Collection
Declaration of Independence (illustrated engraving)
It was the pantagruelion manufactured and fashioned into a halter, and serving in the place and office of a cravat.
At another time he laid in some fair place, where the said watch was to pass, train of gunpowder.
Title Page
The moving Moon went up the sky.
Millonzi_Robert_IntObvs.pdf
Home of Dr. A.J. Colton, 27 Jewett Avenue.
Home of F.O. Curtis, 34 Jewett Avenue.
Scajaquada Creek.
That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me.
With my cross-bow I shot the Albatross.
And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the Moon.
Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And yet I could not die.
So lonely 'twas, that God himself Scarce seemed there to be.
View of the library in the Schelling home.
East view of the Kinsella Home.
Immediately thereafter were appointed for him seventeen thousand nine hundred and thirteen cows, to furnish him with milk.
I saw them, said Epistemon, 'all very busily employed in seeking of rusty pins and old nails in the kennels of the streets.
He did swim in deep waters, on his belly, on his back, sideways with all his body, with his feet only, with one hand in the air.
TBL081a: Leaves of Grass, First edition with rare illustrated binding, 1855: Cover
Home of John T. Shanahan, 106 Humbodlt Parkway, West.
View from the rear of the Avery house.
I looked upon the rotting sea, And drew my eyes away.
Under the water it rumbled on, Still louder and more dread.
And the rain poured down from one black cloud.
I heard and in my soul discerned Two voices in the air.
'The game is done! I've won! I've won!' Quoth she, and whistles thrice.
And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
TBL081b: Leaves of Grass, First edition with rare illustrated binding, 1855: Title page and frontispiece
The altercation waxed hot in words ; which moved the gaping hoydens of the sottish Parisians to run from all parts thereabouts.
Since thou art pitiless, thy weary way
The Mariner, whose eye is bright, Whose beard with age is hoar, Is gone.
Home of E.A. Whitcomb, 71 Jewett Avenue.
Home of Mrs. John H. Smit, 806 West Ferry Street.
The home of M.J. Kinsella, 310 Depew Avenue.
Another view of the Kinsella Home.
The city home of W.L. Sikes, 490 Richmond Avenue.
Rear view of the Kinsella Home.