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# Lady Susan/Letter V

Lady Susan Vernon to Mrs. Johnson
Churchhill.
I received your note, my dear Alicia, just before I left town, and rejoice to be assured that Mr. Johnson suspected nothing of your engagement the evening before. It is undoubtedly better to deceive him entirely, and since he will be stubborn he must be tricked. I arrived here in safety, and have no reason to complain of my reception from Mr. Vernon; but I confess myself not equally satisfied with the behaviour of his lady. She is perfectly well-bred, indeed, and has the air of a woman of fashion, but her manners are not such as can persuade me of her being prepossessed in my favour. I wanted her to be delighted at seeing me. I was as amiable as possible on the occasion, but all in vain. She does not like me. To be sure when we consider that I did take some pains to prevent my brother-in-law's marrying her, this want of cordiality is not very surprising, and yet it shows an illiberal and vindictive spirit to resent a project which influenced me six years ago, and which never succeeded at last.
I am sometimes disposed to repent that I did not let Charles buy Vernon Castle, when we were obliged to sell it; but it was a trying circumstance, especially as the sale took place exactly at the time of his marriage; and everybody ought to respect the delicacy of those feelings which could not endure that my husband's dignity should be lessened by his younger brother's having possession of the family estate. Could matters have been so arranged as to prevent the necessity of our leaving the castle, could we have lived with Charles and kept him single, I should have been very far from persuading my husband to dispose of it elsewhere; but Charles was on the point of marrying Miss De Courcy, and the event has justified me. Here are children in abundance, and what benefit could have accrued to me from his purchasing Vernon? My having prevented it may perhaps have given his wife an unfavourable impression, but where there is a disposition to dislike, a motive will never be wanting; and as to money matters it has not withheld him from being very useful to me. I really have a regard for him, he is so easily imposed upon! The house is a good one, the furniture fashionable, and everything announces plenty and elegance. Charles is very rich I am sure; when a man has once got his name in a banking-house he rolls in money; but they do not know what to do with it, keep very little company, and never go to London but on business. We shall be as stupid as possible. I mean to win my sister-in-law's heart through the children; I know all their names already, and am going to attach myself with the greatest sensibility to one in particular, a young Frederic, whom I take on my lap and sigh over for his dear uncle's sake.
Poor Mainwaring! I need not tell you how much I miss him, how perpetually he is in my thoughts. I found a dismal letter from him on my arrival here, full of complaints of his wife and sister, and lamentations on the cruelty of his fate. I passed off the letter as his wife's, to the Vernons, and when I write to him it must be under cover to you.
Ever yours,
S. Vernon.
# Lady Susan/Letter IV

Mr. De Courcy to Mrs. Vernon
Parklands.
My dear Sister,—I congratulate you and Mr. Vernon on being about to receive into your family the most accomplished coquette in England. As a very distinguished flirt I have always been taught to consider her, but it has lately fallen in my way to hear some particulars of her conduct at Langford: which prove that she does not confine herself to that sort of honest flirtation which satisfies most people, but aspires to the more delicious gratification of making a whole family miserable. By her behaviour to Mr. Mainwaring she gave jealousy and wretchedness to his wife, and by her attentions to a young man previously attached to Mr. Mainwaring's sister deprived an amiable girl of her lover.
I learnt all this from Mr. Smith, now in this neighbourhood (I have dined with him, at Hurst and Wilford), who is just come from Langford where he was a fortnight with her ladyship, and who is therefore well qualified to make the communication.
What a woman she must be! I long to see her, and shall certainly accept your kind invitation, that I may form some idea of those bewitching powers which can do so much—engaging at the same time, and in the same house, the affections of two men, who were neither of them at liberty to bestow them—and all this without the charm of youth! I am glad to find Miss Vernon does not accompany her mother to Churchhill, as she has not even manners to recommend her; and, according to Mr. Smith's account, is equally dull and proud. Where pride and stupidity unite there can be no dissimulation worthy notice, and Miss Vernon shall be consigned to unrelenting contempt; but by all that I can gather Lady Susan possesses a degree of captivating deceit which it must be pleasing to witness and detect. I shall be with you very soon, and am ever,
Your affectionate brother,
R. de Courcy.
# In re National Park Bank of New York

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United States Supreme Court
256 U.S. 131
In re National Park Bank of New York
Argued: March 15, 1921. --- Decided: April 11, 1921
Mr. Edwin v. Guinan, of New York City, for petitioner.
Mr. Justice BRANDEIS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# In re Oliver

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## Dissenting Opinion

    Jackson
United States Supreme Court
333 U.S. 257
In re Oliver
Argued: Dec. 11, 1947. --- Decided: March 8, 1948
Messrs. William Henry Gallagher, of Detroit, Mich., and Osmond K. Fraenkel, for petitioner.
Mr. Edumund E. Shepherd, of Detroit, Mich., for respondent.
Mr. Justice BLACK delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# In re National Labor Relations Board

United States Supreme Court
304 U.S. 486
In re National Labor Relations Board
Argued: May 23, 1938. --- Decided: May 31, 1938
Messrs. Homer S.C.ummings, Atty. Gen., and Robert B. Watts, of Washington, D.C., for petitioner.
Mr. Luther Day, of Cleveland, Ohio, for respondent.
Mr. Justice ROBERTS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# In re Oliver/Dissent Jackson

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* Dissenting Opinion Jackson
United States Supreme Court
333 U.S. 257
In re Oliver
Argued: Dec. 11, 1947. --- Decided: March 8, 1948
Mr. Justice JACKSON, with whom Mr. Justice FRANKFURTER agrees, dissenting.
The principal ground assigned for reversal of the judgment of conviction is the alleged secrecy of the contempt procedure. That ground was not assigned for review in the petition for certiorari to this Court. Nor was it raised in the petition for writ of habeas corpus in the state courts. Therefore, it has not been litigated and the record has not been made with reference to it. On the other hand, the principal question raised by the petition to this Court and argued by the State is not decided by the Court's opinion.
When a case here from a state court involves a question not litigated below, not raised by petitioner here and which the state court has had no opportunity to pass upon, we should remand the case for its further consideration, as was just done in Musser v. Utah, 333 U.S. 95, 68 S.Ct. 397.

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# Jurney v. Maccracken

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United States Supreme Court
294 U.S. 125
Jurney v. Maccracken
Argued: Jan. 7-8, 1935. --- Decided: Feb 4, 1935
Messrs. Leslie C. Garnett and Harry L. Underwood, both of Washington, D.C., for petitioner.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 126-127 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Hatton W. Sumners, of Dallas, Tex., for the House of Representatives of the United States, amicus curiae.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 128-135 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Frank J. Hogan, of Washington, D.C., for respondent.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 135-143 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice BRANDEIS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Jurist, Or Quarterly Journal of Jurisprudence and Legislation

The Jurist, Or Quarterly Journal of Jurisprudence and Legislation is a periodical, published from 1827 to 1833.
For further commentary on this periodical, see Marke, A Catalogue of the Law Collection at New York University, 1953, p 1163.
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# Knight's Quarterly Magazine/Series 1/Volume 1

* "The Raven" by Johann August Apel, translated by Thomas De Quincey
* "The Black Chamber" by Johann August Apel, translated by Thomas De Quincey
# Knight's Quarterly Magazine/Series 1/Volume 3

* "The Incognito; or, Count Fitz-Hum" by Friedrich August Schulze, translated by Thomas De Quincey
* "The Somnambulist" by Friedrich August Schulze, translated by Thomas De Quincey
# Knight's Quarterly Magazine/Series 1/Volume 1/The Raven

Translation of "Kleine Sagen und Märchen 4: Der Rabe: Griechisches Märchen" from Gespensterbuch volume 2 (1811).
THE RAVEN.
A GREEK TALE.
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# Knight's Quarterly Magazine/Series 1

* Volume 1 (June–October 1823) (transcription project)
** "The Raven" by Johann August Apel, translated by Thomas De Quincey
** "The Black Chamber" by Johann August Apel, translated by Thomas De Quincey
* Volume 2 (January–April 1824) (transcription project)
** "The Lamia" by Johann August Apel, translated by Thomas De Quincey
* Volume 3 (August–November 1824) (transcription project)
** "The Incognito; or, Count Fitz-Hum" by Friedrich August Schulze, translated by Thomas De Quincey
# Knight Toggenburg (Murray)

This is an English translation of the German poem Ritter Toggenburg by Friedrich Schiller, taken from George Murray (1830-1910): Poems, 1912, p. 156.
"Sir Knight! true sister-love  This heart devotes to thee: No fonder seek to prove,  For oh! it paineth me. Calmly I see thee near,  Calmly I see thee go: But why that silent tear  Is wept, I may not know."
By dumb despair oppresse'd  The warrior's heart was wrung— He strained her to his breast,  Then on his charger sprung; And summoned vassals brave  Forth from the Switzer's land, And sought the Holy Grave  With red-cross pilgrim-band.
There deeds of daring might  Were wrought by heroes' arms— Their helmet-plumes waved bright  Amid the Paynim-swarms: And Toggenburg's dread name  Struck terror to the foe, But still no solace came  To soothe his lonely woe.
One year he now hath pined—  Why longer should he stay? Repose he cannot find  Amid the host's array. A bark from Joppa's strand  Sailed gentle gales beneath: He seeks the hallowed land  Where floats her balmy breath.
And soon a pilgrim wan  Knocks at her castle-gate, And hears", oh! lonely man!  The thunder-word of fate: "The maid thou seekest now  Is Heaven's unspotted bride, By yester-morning's vow  To God himself allied."
'Tis past! He quits for aye  His old ancestral home; His arms with rust decay,  His steeds at pleasure roam. Down from his natal crags,  Unknown to all, he hies: A hermit's sackcloth rags  His noble limbs disguise.
He rears a lowly hut  Near scenes endeared by love, Where frowns her convent shut  'Mid shade of linden-grove: And in that lonesome place  He sate from dawn of day, With hope upon his face,  Till evening's latest ray;
Watching with earnest hope  The convent-walls above To mark a lattice ope,  The lattice of his love: To see but once her face,  So meek and angel-mild, Low bending down to gaze  Upon the valley wild.
And then he sought repose,  Consoled by visions bright, Nor thought upon his woes  At sweet return of light. And thus he sate—alone—  Long dream-like days and years, Waiting, without a moan,  Until the maid appears:
Waiting to see her face,  So meek and angel-mild, Low bending down to gaze  Upon the valley wild. And so he sate in death  One summer morning, there, Still watching from beneath  With fond, calm, wistful stare!
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# Knight's Quarterly Magazine/Series 1/Volume 2/The Lamia

Translation of "Kleine Sagen und Märchen 1: Empusa-Lamia: Griechische Sage" from Gespensterbuch volume 2 (1811).
THE LAMIA.
GREEK TRADITION.
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# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1823/A Youth, with a Lyre in his hand

Literary Gazette, 8th February 1823, Page 91
A Youth, with a Lyre in his hand, kneeling to a Female half turning to him, as in the act of reconciliation.
Yes! I have sinned 'gainst love and thee;
 Both heart and harp have been untrue:
I cannot deem how they could be
 Wakened by any one but you!
But my harp in the sunshine hung,
 And I was proud to wake the strings,
And other hands than thine have flung
 Flowers and laurel offerings.
Too dear I prized those flatteries,
 And bowed me at an idol's shrine,
And breathed in vanity the sighs
 Which should have been thine, only thine.
I pray thee pardon, for the sake
 Of my so long devoted strain;
I pray thee pardon me, and take
 Thy truant to thy heart again!
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1822/Time arresting the Career of Pleasure

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Literary Gazette, 27th July, 1822, Page 473
ORIGINAL POETRY.
Sketches from Drawings by Mr. Dagley.
Sketch the First.
TIME arresting the Career of PLEASURE.
His iron hand grasped a Bacchante's arm,
And at his touch the rose and vine leaves died; He pointed to the circle where the Hours Held on their visible course.
Stay thee on thy mad career,
Other sounds than Mirth's are near;
Fling not those white arms in air;
Cast those roses from thy hair;
Stop awhile those glancing feet;
Still thy golden cymbals' beat;
Ring not thus thy joyous laugh;
Cease that purple cup to quaff;
Hear my voice of warning, hear,—
Stay thee on thy mad career!
Youth's sweet bloom is round thee now,
Roses laugh upon thy brow;
Radiant are thy starry eyes;
Spring is in the crimson dyes
O'er which thy dimple-smile is wreathing;
Incense on thy lip is breathing;
Light and Love are round thy soul,—
But thunder peals o'er June-skies roll;
Even now the storm is near—
Then stay thee on thy mad career!
Raise thine eyes to yonder sky,
There is writ thy destiny;
Clouds have veiled the new moonlight;
Stars have fallen from their height;
These are emblems of the fate
That waits thee—dark and desolate!
All Morn's lights are now thine own,
Soon their glories will be gone;
What remains when they depart?
Faded hope, and withered heart
Like a flower with no perfume
To keep a memory of its bloom!
Look upon that hour-marked round,
Listen to that fateful sound;
There my silent hand is stealing.
My more silent course revealing;
Wild, devoted Pleasure, hear,—
Stay thee on thy mad career!——L. E. L.
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1822 Supplement/Music

This poem is unsigned but Letitia Landon’s authorship is confirmed by its inclusion in ‘The Poetical Album and Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry’, edited by Alaric A. Watts, 1828.
The Literary Gazette, 20th July 1822, Page 457
ORIGINAL POETRY.
MUSIC.
"For Music keeps the key of memory.—Croly.
Oh yes, the sounds were sweet as those
That die away at Evening's close,
And gentle as the tones that fall
From waters wildly musical.
But Music is not dear to me,
It wakes too much of memory;
There is a spell in Music's sigh
That breathes too much of days gone by.
The silver tone, the sweet voiced shell,
To me are sad as the farewell
Of parting lovers: Music wakes
The wildest throbs, and Music takes
Each shape of fancy; but it brings
To me the shades of lovely things Past, and for ever,–hopes deferred,
Or, like the song of the spring bird,
Dying when sweetest. Music's sigh
First taught me love's idolatry,
Waked my young heart to find (too late)
It might be left all desolate;
To curse the dream-like life before,
To love the once loved song no more;
To know, hope, genius, spirit fled,
Soul-sickness, feeling withered!–
Rather be mine the heartless smile,
A flower on the lava; while
Beneath is flame and barrenness
The colours do not glow the less.
I bade my heart once be my world,
And dreamed it could; but I was hurled
From my enchanted pinnacle
Of hope, of joy, of trust, to dwell
Mid those stern truths which chilled that heart,
And bade youth's fairy lights depart.
And Music has to me a tone
Sacred to thoughts, to feelings gone,
When love was faith, or ere I knew
Its altar frail, its sigh untrue—
That it was like the hues that spring
Upon the rainbow's wandering.
But now those feelings cannot be,
Their echo is too sad for me;
For what can Music breathe me now?–
The blighted hope, the broken vow!
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1823/A Maniac visited by his Family in confinement

Literary Gazette, 5th April 1823, Page 219
ORIGINAL POETRY. POETICAL CATALOGUE OF PICTURES. [To be continued occasionally.] A Maniac visited by his Family in confinement: by Davis.
His arms are bound with iron, though they look
Weak as a child's, for they are thin and withered,
And the large veins seem drained. Upon his cheek
Is scarcely left one single hue of life,
So gaunt, so ghastly, and the fierce dark eyes,
Set in their vacancy, scowl from beneath
The shaggy eye-brows like the lightning fires
Sent out from the grey cloud. For many years
His bed has been upon that cold stone floor—
It is worn with the pressure of his limbs.
For many years he has not breathed the air,
The wholesome open air; the sun, the moon,
The stars, the clouds, the fair blue heaven, the spring,
The flowers, the trees, and the sweet face of man,
Song, or words yet more musical than song,
Affections, feelings, social intercourse
(Unless remembered in his fairy dreams)
Have all been strangers to his solitude!—
A curse is set on him, like poverty,
Or leprosy, or the red plague, but worse,—
The heart has sent its fire up to the brain,
And he is mad. What can have made this wreck?
He was once young and beautiful, and brave,
Trusting, as noble spirits ever are,
And he was wronged, betrayed, tortured, deceived,
Heard calumny come from the lips of friends
Whom he had served, lost riches by false tongues;
But that he might have borne,—till she he lov'd,
The mother of his children, left his roof
With one who owed him life and home, yet paid
His blessing with a curse! Then he grew mad,
And was chained down upon a dungeon-floor,—
A heart-sick, solitary wretch!—
There are sweet faces bending near his own:
A pale girl, beautiful as innocence!
With white hands clasped in pity and in prayer,
The daughter of the Maniac, who has come
In the vain vain hope that red insanity
Will feel the influence of her soothing voice.
And two fair boys are with her: one who clings Around his brother, panting with the fear
Of simple childhood, while the other's eyes
Have less of dread than sorrow. Still no looks
Of love or memory from their father comes;
He sits with clenching teeth and grasping hands,
Regardless of the gentle pity
Which even the dark jailor, whose harsh brow
Has no lines of compassion, even he
Feels, almost moved to sadness! L. E. L.
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1822/The Poet

Literary Gazette, 27th April, 1822, Page 264
THE POET.
Oh say not that truth does not dwell with the lyre,
That the Minstrel will feign what he never has felt;
Oh say not his love is a fugitive fire,
Thrown o'er the snow mountains, will sparkle, not melt.
It is not the Alpine hills rich with the ray
Of sunset can image the soul of the bard;
The light of the evening around them may play,
But the frost-work beneath is, tho' bright, cold and hard.
’Tis the burning volcano, that ceaselessly glows,
Where the Minstrelmay find his own semblance pourtray'd;
The red fires that gleam on the summit are those
That first on his own inmost spirit have preyed.
Ah, deeply the Minstrel has felt all he sings,
Every passion he paints his own bosom has known;
No note of wild music is swept from the strings,
But first his own feelings have echoed the tone.
Then say not his love is a fugitive fire,
That the heart can be ice while the lip is of flame;
Oh say not that truth does not dwell with the lyre;
The pulse of the heart and the harp are the same.
L. E. L.
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1822 Supplement

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Landon in The Literary Gazette 1822 Supplement
Poetry in The London Literary Gazette during the year 1822 by Letitia Elizabeth Landon (Supplement)
compiled by Peter J. Bolton
* 22nd July 1822
* Music
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1823/Alaric Watts

Literary Gazette 8th November 1823, Page 719
LINES Addressed to Alaric A. Watts, Esq. on receiving a Copy of his Poetical Fragments and Sketches.
There is a dear and a lovely power
Dwells in the silence of the flower,
When the buds meet the caress
Of the bee in their loneliness:—
In the song the green leaves sing When they waken and wave in Spring;
In the voice of the April bird,
The first air-music the year has heard;
In the deep and glorious light Of the thousand stars at night; In the dreaming of the moon, Bright in her solitary noon;
In the tones of the plaining brook;
In the light of a first love look;
And in each bright and beautiful thing,
That has aught of fine imagining,
That power is dwelling. Now need I
Name the bright power of Poesy?
And, graceful Bard! it has breathed on thee
A breath of the life which is melody,
And given thy lute the touching strain
Which the heart but hears to echo again.
 Mine is not the hand that flings
Living or lasting offerings;
With thy laurel, not mine the lay
That either gives or takes away.
Others may praise thy harp,—for me
To praise were only a mockery;
The tribute I offer is such a one As the young bird would pour, if the sun
Or the air were pleasant: thanks, not praise,—
Oh, not to laud, but to feel thy lays!—L. E. L.