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# Dream Tales and Prose Poems/Poems in Prose/How fair, how fresh were the roses

'HOW FAIR, HOW FRESH WERE THE ROSES . . .'
Somewhere, sometime, long, long ago, I read a poem. It was soon forgotten . . . but the first line has stuck in my memory—
'How fair, how fresh were the roses . . .'
Now is winter; the frost has iced over the window-panes ; in the dark room burns a solitary candle. I sit huddled up in a corner; and in my head the line keeps echoing and echoing—
'How fair, how fresh were the roses . . .'
And I see myself before the low window of a Russian country house. The summer evening is slowly melting into night, the warm air is fragrant of mignonette and lime-blossom; and at the window, leaning on her arm, her head bent on her shoulder, sits a young girl, and silently, intently gazes into the sky, as though looking for new stars to come out. What candour, what inspiration in the dreamy eyes, what moving innocence in the parted questioning lips, how calmly breathes that still-growing, ​still-untroubled bosom, how pure and tender the profile of the young face! I dare not speak to her; but how dear she is to me, how my heart beats!
'How fair, how fresh were the roses . . .'
But here in the room it gets darker and darker. . . . The candle burns dim and gutters, dancing shadows quiver on the low ceiling, the cruel crunch of the frost is heard outside, and within the dreary murmur of old age. . . .
'How fair, how fresh were the roses . . .'
There rise up before me other images. I hear the merry hubbub of home life in the country. Two flaxen heads, bending close together, look saucily at me with their bright eyes, rosy cheeks shake with suppressed laughter, hands are clasped in warm affection, young kind voices ring one above the other; while a little farther, at the end of the snug room, other hands, young too, fly with unskilled fingers over the keys of the old piano, and the Lanner waltz cannot drown the hissing of the patriarchal samovar . . .
'How fair, how fresh were the roses . . .'
The candle flickers and goes out. . . . Whose is that hoarse and hollow cough? Curled up, my ​old dog lies, shuddering at my feet, my only companion. . . . I 'm cold . . . I 'm frozen . . . and all of them are dead . . . dead . . .
'How fair, how fresh were the roses . . .'
Sept. 1879.
# Dream Tales and Prose Poems/Poems in Prose/My Adversary

MY ADVERSARY
I had a comrade who was my adversary; not in pursuits, nor in service, nor in love, but our views were never alike on any subject, and whenever we met, endless argument arose between us.
We argued about everything: about art, and religion, and science, about life on earth and beyond the grave, especially about life beyond the grave.
He was a person of faith and enthusiasm. One day he said to me, 'You laugh at everything; but if I die before you, I will come to you from the other world. . . . We shall see whether you will laugh then.'
​And he did, in fact, die before me, while he was still young; but the years went by, and I had forgotten his promise, his threat.
One night I was lying in bed, and could not, and, indeed, would not sleep.
In the room it was neither dark nor light I fell to staring into the grey twilight.
And all at once, I fancied that between the two windows my adversary was standing, and was slowly and mournfully nodding his head up and down.
I was not frightened; I was not even surprised . . . but raising myself a little, and propping myself on my elbow, I stared still more intently at the unexpected apparition. The latter continued to nod his head.
'Well?' I said at last; 'are you triumphant or regretful? What is this—warning or reproach? . . . Or do you mean to give me to understand that you were wrong, that we were both wrong? What are you experiencing? The torments of hell? Or the bliss of paradise? Utter one word at least!'
But my opponent did not utter a single sound, and only, as before, mournfully and submissively nodded his head up and down.
I laughed . . . he vanished.
February 1878.
# Dream Tales and Prose Poems/Poems in Prose/Friend and Enemy

FRIEND AND ENEMY
A prisoner, condemned to confinement for life, broke out of his prison and took to head-long flight. . . . After him, just on his heels flew his gaolers in pursuit.
He ran with all his might. . . . His pursuers began to be left behind.
But behold, before him was a river with precipitous banks, a narrow, but deep river. . . . And he could not swim!
A thin rotten plank had been thrown across from one bank to the other. The fugitive already had his foot upon it. . . . But it so happened that just there beside the river stood his best friend and his bitterest enemy.
His enemy said nothing, he merely folded his arms; but the friend shrieked at the top of his voice: 'Heavens! What are you doing? Madman, think what you're about! Don't you see the plank's utterly rotten? It will ​break under your weight, and you will inevitably perish!'
'But there is no other way to cross . . . and don't you hear them in pursuit?' groaned the poor wretch in despair, and he stepped on to the plank.
'I won't allow it! . . . No, I won't allow you to rush to destruction!' cried the zealous friend, and he snatched the plank from under the fugitive. The latter instantly fell into the boiling torrent, and was drowned.
The enemy smiled complacently, and walked away; but the friend sat down on the bank, and fell to weeping bitterly over his poor . . . poor friend!
To blame himself for his destruction did not however occur to him . . . not for an instant.
'He would not listen to me! He would not listen!' he murmured dejectedly.
'Though indeed,' he added at last. 'He would have had, to be sure, to languish his whole life long in an awful prison! At any rate, he is out of suffering now! He is better off now! Such was bound to be his fate, I suppose!
'And yet I am sorry, from humane feeling!'
And the kind soul continued to sob inconsolably over the fate of his misguided friend.
Dec. 1878.
# Dream Tales and Prose Poems/Poems in Prose/Masha

MASHA
When I lived, many years ago, in Petersburg, every time I chanced to hire a sledge, I used to get into conversation with the driver.
I was particularly fond of talking to the night drivers, poor peasants from the country round, who come to the capital with their little ochre-painted sledges and wretched nags, in the hope of earning food for themselves and rent for their masters.
So one day I engaged such a sledge-driver. . . . He was a lad of twenty, tall and well-made, a splendid fellow with blue eyes and ruddy cheeks; his fair hair curled in little ringlets under the shabby little patched cap that was pulled over his eyes. And how had that little torn smock ever been drawn over those gigantic shoulders!
But the handsome, beardless face of the sledge-driver looked mournful and downcast. I began to talk to him. There was a sorrowful note in his voice too.
​'What is it, brother?' I asked him; 'why aren't you cheerful? Have you some trouble?'
The lad did not answer me for a minute. 'Yes, sir, I have,' he said at last. 'And such a trouble, there could not be a worse. My wife is dead.'
'You loved her . . . your wife?'
The lad did not turn to me; he only bent his head a little.
'I loved her, sir. It's eight months since then . . . but I can't forget it. My heart is gnawing at me . . . so it is ! And why had she to die ? A young thing! strong! . . . In one day cholera snatched her away.'
'And was she good to you?'
'Ah, sir!' the poor fellow sighed heavily, 'and how happy we were together! She died without me! The first I heard here, they'd buried her already, you know; I hurried off at once to the village, home—I got there—it was past midnight. I went into my hut, stood still in the middle of the room, and softly I whispered, "Masha! eh, Masha!" Nothing but the cricket chirping. I fell a-crying then, sat on the hut floor, and beat on the earth with my fists! "Greedy earth!" says I . . . "You have swallowed her up . . . swallow me too!—Ah, Masha!"
'Masha!' he added suddenly in a sinking ​voice. And without letting go of the cord reins, he wiped the tears out of his eyes with his sleeve, shook it, shrugged his shoulders, and uttered not another word.
As I got out of the sledge, I gave him a few coppers over his fare. He bowed low to me, grasping his cap in both hands, and drove off at a walking pace over the level snow of the deserted street, full of the grey fog of a January frost.
April 1878.
# Dream Tales and Prose Poems/Poems in Prose/Christ

CHRIST
I saw myself, in dream, a youth, almost a boy, in a low-pitched wooden church. The slim wax candles gleamed, spots of red, before the old pictures of the saints.
A ring of coloured light encircled each tiny flame. Dark and dim it was in the church. . . . But there stood before me many people. All fair-haired, peasant heads. From time to time they began swaying, falling, rising again, like the ripe ears of wheat, when the wind of summer passes in slow undulation over them.
All at once some man came up from behind and stood beside me.
I did not turn towards him; but at once I felt that this man was Christ.
Emotion, curiosity, awe overmastered me suddenly, I made an effort . . . and looked at my neighbour.
A face like every one's, a face like all men's faces. The eyes looked a little upwards, quietly and intently. The lips closed, but not compressed; the upper lip, as it were, resting on the lower; a small beard parted in two. The ​hands folded and still. And the clothes on him like every one's.
'What sort of Christ is this?' I thought. 'Such an ordinary, ordinary man! It can't be!'
I turned away. But I had hardly turned my eyes away from this ordinary man when I felt again that it really was none other than Christ standing beside me.
Again I made an effort over myself . . . And again the same face, like all men's faces, the same everyday though unknown features.
And suddenly my heart sank, and I came to myself. Only then I realised that just such a face—a face like all men's faces—is the face of Christ.
Dec. 1878.
# Dream Tales and Prose Poems/Poems in Prose/Nature

NATURE
I dreamed I had come into an immense underground temple with lofty arched roof. It was filled with a sort of underground uniform light.
In the very middle of the temple sat a majestic woman in a flowing robe of green colour. Her head propped on her hand, she seemed buried in deep thought
At once I was aware that this woman was Nature herself; and a thrill of reverent awe sent an instantaneous shiver through my inmost soul.
I approached the sitting figure, and making a respectful bow, 'О common Mother of us all!' I cried, 'of what is thy meditation? Is it of the future destinies of man thou ponderest? or how he may attain the highest possible perfection and happiness?'
The woman slowly turned upon me her dark menacing eyes. Her lips moved, and I heard a ringing voice like the clang of iron.
'I am thinking how to give greater power to the leg-muscles of the flea, that he may more easily escape from his enemies. The balance of attack and defence is broken. . . . It must be restored.'
​'What,' I faltered in reply, 'what is it thou art thinking upon? But are not we, men, thy favourite children?'
The woman frowned slightly. 'All creatures are my children,' she pronounced, 'and I care for them alike, and all alike I destroy.'
'But right . . . reason . . . justice . . .' I faltered again.
'Those are men's words,' I heard the iron voice saying. 'I know not right nor wrong. . . . Reason is no law for me—and what is justice?—I have given thee life, I shall take it away and give to others, worms or men . . . I care not. . . . Do thou mean while look out for thyself, and hinder me not!'
I would have retorted . . . but the earth uttered a hollow groan and shuddered, and I awoke.
August 1879.
# Douglas v. Green

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United States Supreme Court
363 U.S. 192
Roy DOUGLAS v. Lamoyne GREEN et al.
Argued: June 6, 1960. ---
Roy Douglas, pro se.
Messrs.
Mark McElroy, Atty. Gen. of Ohio, and Aubrey A. Wendt, Asst. Atty. Gen., for respondent.
PER CURIAM.

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# Douglas v. Kentucky

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United States Supreme Court
168 U.S. 488
Douglas v. Kentucky
D. W. Sanders and John G. Carlisle, for plaintiff in error.
W. S. Taylor, for defendant in error.
Mr. Justice HARLAN delivered the opinion of the court.

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# Douglas v. New York, New Haven, & Hartford Railroad Company

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United States Supreme Court
279 U.S. 377
Douglas v. New York, New Haven, & Hartford Railroad Company
Argued: April 15 and 16, 1929. --- Decided: May 13, 1929
Mr. Thomas J. O'Neill, of New York City, for petitioner.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 378-379 intentionally omitted]
Mr. E. R. Brumley, of New York City, for respondent.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 380-385 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Hamilton Ward, Atty. Gen., of New York, amicus curiae, by special leave of court.
Mr. Justice HOLMES delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Douglas v. Green/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
363 U.S. 192
Roy DOUGLAS v. Lamoyne GREEN et al.
Argued: June 6, 1960. ---
The motion for leave to proceed in forma pauperis is granted. The petition for a writ of certiorari is also granted. Petitioner, a prisoner in an Ohio penitentiary, filed an application for a writ of habeas corpus in the District Court for the Northern District of Ohio. Among other claims, the petitioner alleged that the Ohio Supreme Court did not provide him, as an indigent criminal defendant, an adequate remedy for the prosecution of an appeal from his conviction without payment of docket fees. This deficiency was urged, as we read this lay petitioner's informal pro se application for the writ, as a violation of the Federal Constitution's guarantee of the equal protection of the laws. See Burns v. State of Ohio, 360 U.S. 252, 79 S.Ct. 1164, 3 L.Ed.2d 1209. The writ of habeas corpus was in effect denied by the District Court, that court denying petitioner, for want of merit, leave to proceed in forma pauperis before it. The District Court further denied a motion for leave to appeal in forma pauperis and the Court of Appeals sustained this action on the renewal of the motion before it.
We hold that petitioner's allegations in the application for the writ made out a case of deprivation of his constitutional right to the equal protection of the laws by Ohio in respect to his appeal from the conviction in the criminal prosecution against him. Clearly federal habeas corpus is an appropriate remedy under these circumstances. See Johnson v. Zerbst, 304 U.S. 458, 467-468, 58 S.Ct. 1019, 1024, 82 L.Ed. 1461; Burns v. State of Ohio, supra, 360 U.S. at page 262, 79 S.Ct. at page 1170 (dissenting opinion). In view of our decision in Burns as to the validity of the former Ohio practice, and Ohio's conformance, as we are advised, to the requirements of that decision, we think that the District Court should suspend a hearing on the writ for a reasonable time to allow petitioner to reapply to the Ohio Supreme Court for consideration of his appeal. Upon that court's action thereon, the District Court should proceed, upon hearing, to make such appropriate order in the premises, as under the circumstances 'law and justice require.' 28 U.S.C. § 2243, 28 U.S.C.A. § 2243. It may at that time consider, in the posture in which the case then stands, petitioner's other claims as to the constitutional adequacy of Ohio's appellate procedure in respect of his original conviction and his application for state collateral relief. To this end, the judgment is reversed and the cause is remanded to the District Court.
Reversed and remanded.
Mr. Justice STEWART took no part in the consideration or decision of this case.

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# Eminent Chinese of the Ch'ing Period/Sun K'o-wang

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​SUN K'o-wang 孫可望 (original ming 可旺; also named 旺兒), d. Dec. 21, 1660, native of Yen-ch'ang (according to some sources, of Mi-chih), Shensi, was one of the adopted sons of the insurgent general, Chang Hsien-chung [q. v.], who gave him the title, "General Who Pacifies the East" 平東將軍. When Chang was defeated and died, early in 1647, Sun K'o-wang and the other adopted sons and generals led the remnant army through southern Szechwan to Kweiyang, Kweichow. Here he styled himself prince (平東王) and strengthened his position at the expense of local chieftains and his sworn brothers, extending his influence into Yunnan, Kwangsi and Hunan. His support was sought by the king Prince of Kuei (see Chu Yu-lang), who awarded him various titles but withheld the one, Prince of Ch'in (秦王), which he coveted, until the general had become more powerful than the prince. Sun K'o-wang held the Prince of Kuei virtually a prisoner at An-lung 安隆 near the Yunnan-Kwangsi border and later at Kweiyang. He quarrelled with his former confederate, Li Ting-kuo [q. v.], with whom the Prince of Kuei was secretly negotiating for support. When Sun K'o-wang assumed imperial prerogatives, the Prince of Kuei fled to the rival faction in Yunnan. On October 20, 1657 the two forces met at the San-ch'a 三岔 river in southwestern Kweichow. Li Ting-kuo was victorious and Sun K'o-wang fled to Changsha where he surrendered to the Ch'ing authorities and received the title, I wang 義王, or "Righteous Prince". The next year he went to Peking where he was received by the Emperor and given presents and honors. His proffers of service to suppress the rebellion in the southwest were rejected. He died of illness in Peking and was given the posthumous name K'o-shun 恪順.
[1/254/5a; 2/79/64a; M.41/18/1b, 19/6a; M.59/65/12b; Ming-chi nan-lüeh (see bibl. under Ma Shih-ying) 12/5b, 14/7b, 15/9a, 16/1a, 17/1a passim; Hsi-nan chi-shih (see under Shao T'ing-ts'ai) 12/1a; Tung-hua lu, Shun-chih 17: 11.]
Earl Swisher
# Eminent Chinese of the Ch'ing Period/Sun Chih-wei

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​SUN Chih-wei 孫枝蔚 (T. 豹人, H. 溉堂), 1620–1687, poet, native of San-yüan, Shensi, came from a family of some means. After his native place was pillaged by Li Tzŭ-ch'êng [q. v.], he engaged for a time in business at Chiang-tu (Yangchow) and made considerable profit. Soon, however, he devoted himself to the study of the Classics, and gained a reputation as a poet. When Wang Shih-chên [q. v.] was at Yangchow he learned of Sun Chih-wei's literary fame, and in 1660 a friendship developed between them. In 1679 Sun was recommended to take the special examination known as po-hsüeh hung-tz'ŭ (see under P'êng Sun-yü). At first he declined because of age, but later took the examination and failed. Desiring to honor several of the elderly applicants, who like Sun had failed to pass the examination, the Emperor conferred upon Sun Chih-wei and six others the honorary title of secretary of the Grand Secretariat. Sun declined the honor on the ground that, though old, he was not old enough for such a distinction, His collected works were printed under the title, 溉堂全集 Kai-t'ang ch'üan-chi, 28 chüan, consisting of: Kai-t'ang wên (文)-chi, 5 chüan; Kai-t'ang hsü (續)-chi, 6 chüan; Kai-t'ang ch'ien (前)-chi, 9 chüan; Kai-t'ang hou (後)-chi, 6 chüan; and Kai-t'ang shih-yü (詩餘), 2 chüan. The last three are given notice in the Ssŭ-k'u Catalogue (see under Chi Yün).
[1/489/23b; 2/71/8a; 3/426/11a; 4/58/8, 139/11b; 17/10/70b; 30/3/3a; 32/4/4a; San-yüan hsien-chih (1783) 9/31b; Yangchow fu-chih (1733) 33/15a; Ch'ên Wei-sung [q. v.], Hu-hai lou ch'üan-chi, 文集 1/6a.]
J. C. Yang
# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Franchise

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Francolini

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Franconia

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Frank

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Frank Language

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Frangulæ Species

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Frankendal

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Frangula

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Franche-Comte

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# Encyclopædia Britannica, First Edition/Franciscan Monks

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The rule of the Franciscans, as established by St Francis himself, is briefly this: they are to live in common, to observe chastity, and to pay obedience to the pope and their superiors.
Before they can be admitted into the order, they are under the obliged to sell all they have, and give it to the poor: they are to perform a year's noviciate, and when admitted never to quit the order upon any account. They are to fast from the feast of All-saints, to the Nativity. This order has produced four popes, forty-two cardinals, and an infinite number of patriarchs.
# Easton's Bible Dictionary (1897)/Diblaim

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Diblaim : Doubled cakes, the mother of Gomer, who was Hosea's wife (Hos. 1:3).
# Easton's Bible Dictionary (1897)/Diblathaim

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Diblathaim : Two cakes, a city of Moab, on the east of the Dead Sea (Num. 33:46; Jer. 48:22).