Chapter I: Front Matter

TITANIC

_BY FILSON YOUNG_

CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS AND THE NEW WORLD OF HIS DISCOVERY
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VENUS AND CUPID
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THE SANDS OF PLEASURE
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WHEN THE TIDE TURNS
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IRELAND AT THE CROSS ROADS
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MASTERSINGERS
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MORE MASTERSINGERS
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THE WAGNER STORIES
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OPERA STORIES
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THE LOVER'S HOURS
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TITANIC

BY

FILSON YOUNG

LONDON
GRANT RICHARDS LTD.
1912

CHISWICK PRESS: CHARLES WHITTINGHAM AND CO.
TOOKS COURT, CHANCERY LANE, LONDON.

_I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely
proportion.
His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they
cannot be sundered.
Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
The flakes of his flesh are joined together; they are firm in
themselves; they cannot be moved.
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot; he maketh the sea like a pot
of ointment.
He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be
hoary.
Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
He beholdeth all high things; he is a king over all the children of
pride._

Job, xli.