The following sections of this BookRags Literature Study Guide is offprint from Gale's For Students Series: Presenting Analysis, Context, and Criticism on Commonly Studied Works: Introduction, Author Biography, Plot Summary, Characters, Themes, Style, Historical Context, Critical Overview, Criticism and Critical Essays, Media Adaptations, Topics for Further Study, Compare & Contrast, What Do I Read Next?, For Further Study, and Sources.
(c)1998-2002; (c)2002 by Gale. Gale is an imprint of The Gale Group, Inc., a division of Thomson Learning, Inc. Gale and Design and Thomson Learning are trademarks used herein under license.
The following sections, if they exist, are offprint from Beacham's Encyclopedia of Popular Fiction: "Social Concerns", "Thematic Overview", "Techniques", "Literary Precedents", "Key Questions", "Related Titles", "Adaptations", "Related Web Sites". (c)1994-2005, by Walton Beacham.
The following sections, if they exist, are offprint from Beacham's Guide to Literature for Young Adults: "About the Author", "Overview", "Setting", "Literary Qualities", "Social Sensitivity", "Topics for Discussion", "Ideas for Reports and Papers". (c)1994-2005, by Walton Beacham.
All other sections in this Literature Study Guide are owned and copyrighted by BookRags, Inc.
Table of Contents | |
Section | Page |
Start of eBook | 1 |
Title: The Tales and Novels, v6: The Magick Cup | 1 |
ETEXT EDITOR’S BOOKMARKS: | 10 |
Information about Project Gutenberg (one page) | 11 |
(Three Pages) | 12 |
Author: Jean de La Fontaine
Release Date: March, 2004 [EBook #5280] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on June 14, 2002]
Edition: 10
Language: English
Character set encoding: ASCII
*** Start of the project gutenberg Ebook tales and novels of Fontaine, V6 ***
This eBook was produced by David Widger widger@cecomet.net
[Note: There is a short list of bookmarks, or pointers, at the end of the file for those who may wish to sample the author’s ideas before making an entire meal of them. D.W.]
The tales
and novels
of
J. De La Fontaine
Volume 6.
The magick cup
The worst of ills, with
jealousy compared,
Are trifling torments ev’ry where
declared.
Imagine, to yourself a silly fool,
To dark suspicion grown an easy tool;
No soft repose he finds, by night or day;
But rings his ear, he’s wretched ev’ry way!
Continually he dreams his forehead sprouts;
The truth of reveries he never doubts.
But this I would not fully guaranty,
For he who dreams, ’tis said, asleep should be;
And those who’ve caught, from time to time, a peep,
Pretend to say—the jealous never sleep.
A
man who has suspicions soon will rouse;
But
buz a fly around his precious spouse,
At
once he fancies cuckoldom is brought,
And
nothing can eradicate the thought;
In
spite of reason he must have a place,
And
numbered be, among the horned race;
A
cuckold to himself he freely owns,
Though
otherwise perhaps in flesh and bones.
Goodfolks, of cuckoldom, pray what’s the harm,
To
give, from time to time, such dire alarm?
What
injury ’s received, and what ’s the wrong,
At
which so many sneer and loll their tongue?
While
unacquainted with the fact, ’tis naught;
If
known:—e’en then ’tis scarcely
worth a thought.
You
think, however, ’tis a serious grief;
Then
try to doubt it, which may bring relief,
And
don’t resemble him who took a sup,
From
out the celebrated magick cup.
Be
warned by others’ ills; the tale I’ll tell;
Perhaps
your irksomeness it may dispel.
Butfirst, by reason let me prove, I pray,
That
evil such as this, and which you say,
Oft
weighs you down with soul-corroding care;
Is
only in the mind:—mere spright of air:
Your
hat upon your head for instance place,
Less
gently rather than’s your usual case;
Pray,
don’t it presently at ease remain?
And
from it do you aught amiss retain?
Not
e’en a spot; there’s nothing half so clear;
The
features, too, they as before appear?
No
difference assuredly you see?
Then
how can cuckoldom an evil be?
Such
my conclusion, spite of fools or brutes,
With
whose ideas reason never suits.
Yes,
yes, but honour has, you know, a claim:
Who
e’er denied it?—never ’twas
my aim.
But
what of honour?—nothing else is heard;
At
Rome a different conduct is preferred;
The
cuckold there, who takes the thing to heart,
Is
thought a fool, and acts a blockhead’s part;
While
he, who laughs, is always well received
And
honest fellow through the town believed.
Were
this misfortune viewed with proper eyes,
Such
ills from cuckoldom would ne’er arise.
Thatadvantageous ’tis, we now will prove:
Folks
laugh; your wife a pliant glove shall move;
But,
if you’ve twenty favourites around,
A
single syllable will ne’er resound.
Whene’er
you speak, each word has double force;
At
table, you’ve precedency of course,
And
oft will get the very nicest parts;
Well
pleased who serves you!—all the household
smarts
No
means neglect your favour to obtain;
You’ve
full command; resistance would be vain.
Whence
this conclusion must directly spring:
To
be a cuckold is a useful thing.
Atcards, should adverse fortune you pursue;
To
take revenge is ever thought your due;
And
your opponent often will revoke,
That
you for better luck may have a cloak:
If
you’ve a friend o’er head and ears in debt:
At
once, to help him numbers you can get.
You
fancy these your rind regales and cheers
She’s
better for it; more beautiful appears;
The
Spartan king, in Helen found new charms,
When
he’d recovered her from Paris’ arms.
Yourwife the same; to make her, in your eye,
More
beautiful ’s the aim you may rely;
For,
if unkind, she would a hag be thought,
Incapable
soft love scenes to be taught.
These
reasons make me to my thesis cling,—
To
be a cuckold is a useful thing.
Ifmuch too long this introduction seem,
The
obvious cause is clearly in the theme,
And
should not certainly be hurried o’er,
But
now for something from th’ historick store.
A
certain man, no matter for his name,
His
country, rank, nor residence nor fame,
Through
fear of accidents had firmly sworn,
The
marriage chain should ne’er by him be worn;
No
tie but friendship, from the sex he’d crave:
If
wrong or right, the question we will wave.
Be
this as ’t will, since Hymen could not find
Our
wight to bear the wedded knot inclined,
The
god of love, to manage for him tried,
And
what he wished, from time to time supplied;
A
lively fair he got, who charms displayed,
And
made him father to a little maid;
Then
died, and left the spark dissolved in tears:
Not
such as flow for wives, (as oft appears)
When
mourning ’s nothing more than change of dress:
His
anguish spoke the soul in great distress.
Thedaughter grew in years, improved in mien,
And
soon the woman in her air was seen;
Time
rolls apace, and once she’s ridded of her bib,
Then
alters daily, and her tongue gets glib,
Each
year still taller, till she’s found at length;
A
perfect belle in look, in age, in strength.
His
forward child, the father justly feared,
Would
cheat the priest of fees so much revered;
The
lawyer too, and god of marriage-joys;
Sad
fault, that future prospects oft destroys:
To
trust her virtue was not quite so sure;
He
chose a convent, to be more secure,
Where
this young charmer learned to pray and sew;
No
wicked books, unfit for girls to know,
Corruption’s
page the senses to beguile
Dan
Cupid never writes in convent style:
Ofnothing would she talk but holy-writ;
On
which she could herself so well acquit,
That
oft the gravest teachers were confused;
To
praise her beauty, scarcely was excused;
No
flatt’ry pleasure gave, and she’d reply:
Good
sister stay!—consider, we must die;
Each
feature perishes:—’tis naught but
clay;
And
soon will worms upon our bodies prey:
Superior
needle-work our fair could do;
The
spindle turn at ease:—embroider too;
Minerva’s
skill, or Clotho’s, could impart;
In
tapestry she’d gained Arachne’s art;
And
other talents, too, the daughter showed;
Her
sense, wealth, beauty, soon were spread abroad:
But
Sometime the father had the girl declared
His
lawful child, who all his fondness shared.
As
soon as she was free from convent walls,
Her
taste at once was changed from books to balls;
Around
Calista (such was named our fair)
A
host of lovers showed attentive care;
Cits,
courtiers, officers, the beau, the sage,
Adventurers
of ev’ry rank and age.
Fromthese Calista presently made choice,
Of
one for whom her father gave his voice;
A
handsome lad, and thought good humoured too
Few
otherwise appear when first they woo.
Her
fortune ample was; the dow’r the same;
The
belle an only child; the like her flame.
But
better still, our couple’s chief delight,
Was
mutual love and pleasure to excite.
Twoyears in paradise thus passed the pair,
When
bliss was changed to Hell’s worst cank’ring
care;
A
fit of jealousy the husband grieved,
And,
strange to tell, he all at once believed,
A
lover with success his wife addressed,
When,
but for him, the suit had ne’er been pressed;
For
though the spark, the charming fair to gain,
Would
ev’ry wily method try, ’twas plain,
Yet
had the husband never terrors shown,
The
lover, in despair, had quickly flown.
Whatshould a husband do whose wife is sought,
With
anxious fondness by another? Naught.
’Tis
this that leads me ever to advise,
To
sleep at ease whichever side he lies.
In
case she lends the spark a willing ear,
’Twill
not be better if you interfere:
She’ll
seek more opportunities you’ll find;
But
if to pay attention she’s inclined,
You’ll
raise the inclination in her brain,
And
then the danger will begin again.
WHERE’ER
suspicion dwells you may be sure,
To
cuckoldom ’twill prove a place secure.
But
Damon (such the husband’s name), ’tis clear,
Thought
otherwise, as we shall make appear.
He
merits pity, and should be excused,
Since
he, by bad advice, was much abused;
When
had he trusted to himself to guide,
He’d
acted wisely,’—hear and you’ll
decide.
TheEnchantress Neria flourished in those days;
E’en
Circe, she excelled in Satan’s ways;
The
storms she made obedient to her will,
And
regulated with superior skill;
In
chains the destinies she kept around;
The
gentle zephyrs were her sages found;
The
winds, her lacqueys, flew with rapid course;
Alert,
but obstinate, with pow’rful force.
Withall her art th’ enchantress could not find,
A
charm to guard her ’gainst the urchin blind;
Though
she’d the pow’r to stop the star of day,
She
burned to gain a being formed of clay.
If
merely a salute her wish had been,
She
might have had it, easily was seen;
But
bliss unbounded clearly was her view,
And
this with anxious ardour she’d pursue.
Though
charms she had, still Damon would remain,
To
her who had his heart a faithful swain:
In
vain she sought the genial soft caress:
To
Neria naught but friendship he’d express.
Like
Damon, husbands nowhere now are found,
And
I’m not certain, such were e’er on ground.
I
rather fancy, hist’ry is not here,
What
we would wish, since truth it don’t revere,
I
nothing in the hippogriff perceive,
Or
lance enchanted, but we may believe;
Yet
this I must confess has raised surprise,
Howe’er,
to pass it will perhaps suffice;
I’ve
many passed the same,—in ancient days;
Men
different were from us: had other ways;
Unlike
the present manners, we’ll suppose;
Or
history would other facts disclose.
Theam’rous Neria to obtain her end,
Made
use of philters, and would e’en descend;
To
ev’ry wily look and secret art,
That
could to him she loved her flame impart.
Our
swain his marriage vow to this opposed;
At
which th’ enchantress much surprise disclosed.
You
doubtless fancy, she exclaimed one day,
That
your fidelity must worth display;
But
I should like to know if equal care,
Calista
takes to act upon the square.
Suppose
your wife had got a smart gallant,
Would
you refuse as much a fair to grant?
And
if Calista, careless of your fame,
Should
carry to extremes a guilty flame,
Would
you but half way go? I truly thought,
By
sturdy hymen thus you’d not be caught.
Domestick
joys should be to cits confined;
For
none but such were scenes like those designed.
Butas to you:—decline Love’s choice pursuit!
No
anxious wish to taste forbidden fruit?
Though
such you banish from your thoughts I see,
A
friend thereto I fain would have you be.
Come
make the trial: you’ll Calista find,
Quite
new again when to her arms resigned.
But
let me tell you, though your wife be chaste,
Erastus
to your mansion oft is traced.
Anddo you think, cried Damon with an air,
Erastus
visits as a lover there?
Too
much he seems, my friend, to act a part,
That
proves the villain both in head and heart.
SaidNeria, mortified at this reply,
Though
he’s a friend on whom you may rely,
Calista
beauty has; much worth the man,
With
smart address to execute his plan;
And
when we meet accomplishments so rare;
Few
women but will tumble in the snare.
Thisconversation was by Damon felt,
A
wife, brisk, young, and formed ’mid joys to melt;
A
man well versed in Cupid’s wily way;
No
courtier bolder of the present day;
Well
made and handsome, with attractive mind;
Wo
what might happen was the husband blind?
Whoever
trusts implicitly to friends,
Too
oft will find, on shadows he depends.
Pray
where’s the devotee, who could withstand,
The
tempting glimpse of charms that all command;
Which
first invite by halves: then bolder grow,
Till
fascination spreads, and bosoms glow?
Our
Damon fancied this already done,
Or,
at the best, might be too soon begun:
On
these foundations gloomy views arose,
Chimeras
dire, destructive of repose.
Th’enchantress presently a hint received,
That
those suspicions much the husband grieved;
And
better to succeed and make him fret,
She
told him of a thing, ’mong witches met,
’Twas
metamorphose-water (such the name)
With
this could Damon take Erastus’ frame;
His
gait, his look, his carriage, air and voice
Thus
changed, he easily could mark her choice,
Each
step observe:—enough, he asked no more,
Erastus’
shape the husband quickly bore;
His
easy manner, and appearance caught:
With
captivating smiles his wife he sought.
And
thus addressed the fair with ev’ry grace:—
How
blithe that look! enchanting is your face;
Your
beauty’s always great, I needs must say,
But
never more delightful than to-day.
Calistasaw the flatt’ring lover’s scheme;
And
turned to ridicule the wily theme.
His
manner Damon changed, from gay to grave:
Now
sighs, then tears; but nothing could enslave;
The
lady, virtue firmly would maintain;
At
length, the husband, seeing all was vain,
Proposed
a bribe, and offered such a sum,
Her
anger dropt: the belle was overcome.
The
price was very large, it might excuse,
Though
she at first was prompted to refuse;
At
last, howe’er her chastity gave way:
To
gold’s allurements few will offer nay!
The
cash, resistance had so fully laid,
Surrender
would at any time be made.
The
precious ore has universal charms,
Enchains
the will, or sets the world in arms!
Thoughelegant your form, and smart your dress,
Your
air, your language, ev’ry warmth express
Yet,
if a banker, or a financier,
With
handsome presents happen to appear,
At
once is blessed the wealthy paramour,
While
you a year may languish at the door.
Thisheart, inflexible, it seems, gave ground,
To
money’s pow’rful, all-subduing sound;
The
rock now disappeared—and, in its stead,
A
lamb was found, quite easy to be led,
Who,
as a proof, resistance she would wave,
A
kiss, by way of earnest freely gave.
No
further would the husband push the dame,
Nor
be himself a witness of his shame,
But
straight resumed his form, and to his wife,
Cried,
O Calista! once my soul and life
Calista,
whom I fondly cherished long;
Calista,
whose affection was so strong;
Is
gold more dear than hearts in union twined?
To
wash thy guilt, thy blood should be assigned.
But
still I love thee, spite of evil thought;
My
death will pay the ills thou’st on me brought.
Themetamorphosis our dame surprised;
To
give relief her tears but just sufficed;
She
scarcely spoke; the husband, days remained,
Reflecting
on the circumstance that pained.
Himself
a cuckold could he ever make,
By
mere design a liberty to take?
But,
horned or not? the question seemed to be,
When
Neria told him, if from doubts not free,
Drink
from the cup:—with so much art ’tis
made,
That,
whose’er of cuckoldom ’s afraid,
Let
him but put it to his eager lips
If
he’s a cuckold, out the liquor slips;
He
naught can swallow; and the whole is thrown
About
his face or clothes, as oft ’s been shown.
But
should, from out his brow, no horns yet pop—
He
drinks the whole, nor spills a single drop.
Thedoubt to solve, our husband took a sup,
From
this famed, formidably, magick cup;
Nor
did he any of the liquor waste:—
Well,
I am safe, said he, my wife is chaste,
Though
on myself it wholly could depend;
But
from it what have I to apprehend?
Make
room, good folks, who leafless branches wear;
If
you desire those honours I should share.
Thus
Damon spoke, and to his precious wife
A
curious sermon preached, it seems, on life.
Ifcuckoldom, my friends, such torments give;
’Tis
better far ’mong savages to live!
Lestworse should happen, Damon settled spies,
Who,
o’er his lady watched with Argus’ eyes.
She
turned coquette; restraints the fair awake,
And
only prompt more liberties to take.
The
silly husband secrets tried to know,
And
rather seemed to seek the wily foe,
Which
fear has often rendered fatal round,
When
otherwise the ill had ne’er been found.
Fourtimes an hour his lips to sip he placed;
And
clearly, for a week was not disgraced.
Howe’er,
no further went his ease of mind;
Oh,
fatal science! fatally designed!
With
fury Damon threw the cup away,
And,
in his rage, himself inclined to slay.
Hiswife he straight shut up within a tower,
Where,
morn and night, he showed a husband’s pow’r,
Reproach
bestowed: while she bewailed her lot,
’Twere
better far, if he’d concealed the blot;
For
now, from mouth to mouth, and ear to ear,
It
echoed, and re-echoed far and near.
MeanwhileCalista led a wretched life;
No
gold nor jewels Damon left his wife,
Which
made the jailer faithful, since ’twere vain
To
hope, unbribed, this Cerberus to gain.
Atlength, the wife a lucky moment sought,
When
Damon seemed by soft caresses caught.
Said
she, I’ve guilty been, I freely own;
But
though my crime is great, I’m not alone;
Alas!
how few escape from like mishap;
’Mong
Hymen’s band so common is the trap;
And
though at you the immaculate may smile,
What
use to fret and all the sex revile?
WellI’ll console myself, and pardon you,
Cried
Damon, when sufficient I can view,
Of
ornamented foreheads, just like mine,
To
form among themselves a royal line;
’Tis
only to employ the magick cup,
From
which I learned your secrets by a sup.
Hisplan to execute, the husband went,
And
ev’ry passenger was thither sent,
Where
Damon entertained, with sumptuous fare;
And,
at the end, proposed the magick snare:
Said
he, my wife played truant to my bed;
Wish
you to know if your’s be e’er misled?
’Tis
right how things go on at home to trace,
And
if upon the cup your lips you place,
In
case your wife be chaste, there’ll naught go
wrong;
But,
if to Vulcan’s troop you should belong,
And
prove an antlered brother, you will spill
The
liquor ev’ry way, in spite of skill.
Toall the men, that Damon could collect,
The
cup he offered, and they tried th’ effect;
But
few escaped, at which they laughed or cried,
As
feelings led, or cuckoldom they spied,
Whose
surly countenance the wags believed,
In
many houses near, might be perceived.
AlreadyDamon had sufficient found,
To
form a regiment and march around;
At
times they threatened governors to hang,
Unless
they would surrender to their gang;
But
few they wanted to complete the force,
And
soon a royal army made of course.
From
day to day their numbers would augment,
Without
the beat of drum, to great extent;
Their
rank was always fixed by length of horn:
Foot
soldiers those, whose branches short were borne;
Dragoons,
lieutenants, captains, some became,
And
even colonels, those of greater fame.
The
portion spilled by each from out the vase
Was
taken for the length, and fixed the place.
A
wight, who in an instant spilled the whole,
Was
made a gen’ral: not commander sole,
For
many followed of the same degree,
And
’twas determined they should equals be.
Therank and file now nearly found complete,
And
full enough an enemy to beat,
Young
Reynold, nephew of famed Charlemain,
By
chance came by: the spark they tried to gain,
And,
after treating him with sumptuous cheer,
At
length the magick cup mas made appear;
But
no way Reynold could be led to drink:
My
wife, cried he, I truly faithful think,
And
that’s enough; the cup can nothing more;
Should
I, who sleep with two eyes, sleep with four?
I
feel at ease, thank heav’n, and have no dread,
Then
why to seek new cares should I be led?
Perhaps,
if I the cup should hold awry,
The
liquor out might on a sudden fly;
I’m
sometimes awkward, and in case the cup
SaidDamon, gentlemen, ’tis pretty clear,
So
wise as Reynold, none of us appear;
But
let’s console ourselves;—’tis
very plain,
The
same are others:—to repine were vain.
Atlength, such numbers on their rolls they bore;
Calista
liberty obtained once more,
As
promised formerly, and then her charms
Again
were taken to her spouse’s arms.
LetReynold’s conduct, husbands, be your line;
Who
Damon’s follows surely will repine.
Perhaps
the first should have been made the chief;
Though,
doubtless, that is matter of belief.
No
mortal can from danger feel secure;
To
be exempt from spilling, who is sure?
Nor
Roland, Reynold, nor famed Charlemain,
But
what had acted wrong to risk the stain.
Fools or brutes, With whose ideas reason never suits He, who laughs, is always well received When mourning ’s nothing more than change of dress
*** End of the project gutenberg Ebook tales and novels of Fontaine, V6 ***
*********** This file should be named lf06w10.txt or lf06w10.zip **********
Corrected editions of our eBooks get a new number, lf06w11.txt versions based on separate sources get new letter, lf06w10a.txt
This eBook was produced by David Widger widger@cecomet.net
Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the us unless a copyright notice is included. Thus, we usually do not keep eBooks in compliance with any particular paper edition.
We are now trying to release all our eBooks one year in advance of the official release dates, leaving time for better editing. Please be encouraged to tell us about any error or corrections, even years after the official publication date.
Please note neither this listing nor its contents are final til midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement. The official release date of all Project Gutenberg eBooks is at Midnight, Central Time, of the last day of the stated month. A preliminary version may often be posted for suggestion, comment and editing by those who wish to do so.
Most people start at our Web sites at: http://gutenberg.net or http://promo.net/pg
These Web sites include award-winning information about Project Gutenberg, including how to donate, how to help produce our new eBooks, and how to subscribe to our email newsletter (free!).
Those of you who want to download any eBook before announcement can get to them as follows, and just download by date. This is also a good way to get them instantly upon announcement, as the indexes our cataloguers produce obviously take a while after an announcement goes out in the Project Gutenberg Newsletter.
http://www.ibiblio.org/gutenberg/etext03 or ftp://ftp.ibi
blio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext03
Or etext02, 01, 00, 99, 98, 97, 96, 95, 94, 93, 92, 92, 91 or 90
Just search by the first five letters of the filename you want, as it appears in our Newsletters.
We produce about two million dollars for each hour we work. The time it takes us, a rather conservative estimate, is fifty hours to get any eBook selected, entered, proofread, edited, copyright searched and analyzed, the copyright letters written, etc. Our projected audience is one hundred million readers. If the value per text is nominally estimated at one dollar then we produce $2 million dollars per hour in 2002 as we release over 100 new text files per month: 1240 more eBooks in 2001 for a total of 4000+ We are already on our way to trying for 2000 more eBooks in 2002 If they reach just 1-2% of the world’s population then the total will reach over half a trillion eBooks given away by year’s end.
The Goal of Project Gutenberg is to Give Away 1 Trillion eBooks! This is ten thousand titles each to one hundred million readers, which is only about 4% of the present number of computer users.
Here is the briefest record of our progress (* means estimated):
eBooks Year Month
1 1971 July
10 1991 January
100 1994 January
1000 1997 August
1500 1998 October
2000 1999 December
2500 2000 December
3000 2001 November
4000 2001 October/November
6000 2002 December*
9000 2003 November*
10000 2004 January*
The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation has been created to secure a future for Project Gutenberg into the next millennium.
We need your donations more than ever!
As of February, 2002, contributions are being solicited from people and organizations in: Alabama, Alaska, Arkansas, Connecticut, Delaware, District of Columbia, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, Illinois, Indiana, Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky, Louisiana, Maine, Massachusetts, Michigan, Mississippi, Missouri, Montana, Nebraska, Nevada, New Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, New York, North Carolina, Ohio, Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina, South Dakota, Tennessee, Texas, Utah, Vermont, Virginia, Washington, West Virginia, Wisconsin, and Wyoming.
We have filed in all 50 states now, but these are the only ones that have responded.
As the requirements for other states are met, additions to this list will be made and fund raising will begin in the additional states. Please feel free to ask to check the status of your state.
In answer to various questions we have received on this:
We are constantly working on finishing the paperwork to legally request donations in all 50 states. If your state is not listed and you would like to know if we have added it since the list you have, just ask.
While we cannot solicit donations from people in states where we are not yet registered, we know of no prohibition against accepting donations from donors in these states who approach us with an offer to donate.
International donations are accepted, but we don’t know anything about how to make them tax-deductible, or even if they can be made deductible, and don’t have the staff to handle it even if there are ways.
Donations by check or money order may be sent to:
Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation
PMB 113
1739 University Ave.
Oxford, Ms 38655-4109
Contact us if you want to arrange for a wire transfer or payment method other than by check or money order.
The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation has been approved by the us Internal Revenue Service as a 501(c)(3) organization with ein [Employee Identification Number] 64-622154. Donations are tax-deductible to the maximum extent permitted by law. As fund-raising requirements for other states are met, additions to this list will be made and fund-raising will begin in the additional states.
We need your donations more than ever!
You can get up to date donation information online at:
http://www.gutenberg.net/donation.html
***
If you can’t reach Project Gutenberg,
you can always email directly to:
Michael S. Hart hart@pobox.com
Prof. Hart will answer or forward your message.
We would prefer to send you information by email.
**The Legal Small Print**
***Start**the small print!**For public domain EBOOKS**start*** Why is this “Small Print!” statement here? You know: lawyers. They tell us you might sue us if there is something wrong with your copy of this eBook, even if you got it for free from someone other than us, and even if what’s wrong is not our fault. So, among other things, this “Small Print!” statement disclaims most of our liability to you. It also tells you how you may distribute copies of this eBook if you want to.
BEFORE! You use or read this Ebook By using or reading any part of this project gutenberg-tm eBook, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept this “Small Print!” statement. If you do not, you can receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this eBook by sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person you got it from. If you received this eBook on a physical medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request.
About project gutenberg-tm EBOOKS This project gutenberg-tm eBook, like most project gutenberg-tm eBooks, is a “public domain” work distributed by Professor Michael S. Hart through the Project Gutenberg Association (the “Project"). Among other things, this means that no one owns a United States copyright on or for this work, so the Project (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without permission and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth below, apply if you wish to copy and distribute this eBook under the “Project gutenberg” trademark.
Please do not use the “Project gutenberg” trademark to market any commercial products without permission.
To create these eBooks, the Project expends considerable efforts to identify, transcribe and proofread public domain works. Despite these efforts, the Project’s eBooks and any medium they may be on may contain “Defects”. Among other things, Defects may take the form of incomplete, inaccurate or corrupt data, transcription errors, a copyright or other intellectual property infringement, a defective or damaged disk or other eBook medium, a computer virus, or computer codes that damage or cannot be read by your equipment.
Limited warranty; disclaimer of damages But for the “Right of Replacement or Refund” described below, [1] Michael Hart and the Foundation (and any other party you may receive this eBook from as a project gutenberg-tm eBook) disclaims all liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including legal fees, and [2] you have no Remedies for negligence or under strict liability, or for Breach of warranty or contract, including but not limited to indirect, consequential, punitive or incidental damages, even if you give notice of the possibility of such damages.
If you discover a Defect in this eBook within 90 days of receiving it, you can receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending an explanatory note within that time to the person you received it from. If you received it on a physical medium, you must return it with your note, and such person may choose to alternatively give you a replacement copy. If you received it electronically, such person may choose to alternatively give you a second opportunity to receive it electronically.
This Ebook is otherwise provided to you “As-is”. No other warranties of any Kind, express or implied, are made to you as to the Ebook or any medium it may be on, including but not limited to warranties of merchantability or fitness for A particular purpose.
Some states do not allow disclaimers of implied warranties or the exclusion or limitation of consequential damages, so the above disclaimers and exclusions may not apply to you, and you may have other legal rights.
Indemnity You will indemnify and hold Michael Hart, the Foundation, and its trustees and agents, and any volunteers associated with the production and distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm texts harmless, from all liability, cost and expense, including legal fees, that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following that you do or cause: [1] distribution of this eBook, [2] alteration, modification, or addition to the eBook, or [3] any Defect.
Distribution under “Project gutenberg-tm” You may distribute copies of this eBook electronically, or by disk, book or any other medium if you either delete this “Small Print!” and all other references to Project Gutenberg, or:
[1] Only give exact copies of it. Among other
things, this
requires that you do
not remove, alter or modify the
eBook or this “small
print!” statement. You may however,
if you wish, distribute
this eBook in machine readable
binary, compressed,
mark-up, or proprietary form,
including any form resulting
from conversion by word
processing or hypertext
software, but only so long as
EITHER:
[*] The eBook, when
displayed, is clearly readable, and
does
not contain characters other than those
intended
by the author of the work, although tilde
(~),
asterisk (*) and underline (_) characters may
be
used to convey punctuation intended by the
author,
and additional characters may be used to
indicate
hypertext links; or
[*] The eBook may be
readily converted by the reader at
no
expense into plain ASCII, EBCDIC or equivalent
form
by the program that displays the eBook (as is
the
case, for instance, with most word processors);
or
[*] You provide, or
agree to also provide on request at
no
additional cost, fee or expense, a copy of the
eBook
in its original plain ASCII form (or in EBCDIC
or
other equivalent proprietary form).
[2] Honor the eBook refund and replacement provisions
of this
“Small Print!”
statement.
[3] Pay a trademark license fee to the Foundation
of 20% of the
gross profits you derive
calculated using the method you
already use to calculate
your applicable taxes. If you
don’t derive profits,
no royalty is due. Royalties are
payable to “Project
Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation”
the 60 days following
each date you prepare (or were
legally required to
prepare) your annual (or equivalent
periodic) tax return.
Please contact us beforehand to
let us know your plans
and to work out the details.
What if you WANT to send money even if you don’t have to? Project Gutenberg is dedicated to increasing the number of public domain and licensed works that can be freely distributed in machine readable form.
The Project gratefully accepts contributions of money,
time,
public domain materials, or royalty free copyright
licenses.
Money should be paid to the:
“Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation.”
If you are interested in contributing scanning equipment or software or other items, please contact Michael Hart at: hart@pobox.com
[Portions of this eBook’s header and trailer may be reprinted only when distributed free of all fees. Copyright (C) 2001, 2002 by Michael S. Hart. Project Gutenberg is a TradeMark and may not be used in any sales of Project Gutenberg eBooks or other materials be they hardware or software or any other related product without express permission.]
END THE SMALL PRINT! FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN EBOOKSVer.02/11/02*End*