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# King Arthur

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* "King Arthur", traditional nursery rhyme and folk song.
* "King Arthur" by H. W. Mabie

### See also

* Arthurian legend, works about King Arthur
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# King Coal

novel that describes the poor working conditions in the coal mining industry in the western United States during the 1910s, from the perspective of a single protagonist, Hal Warner. As in his earlier work, The Jungle, Sinclair uses the novel to express his socialist viewpoint. The book is based on the 1914-1915 Colorado coal strikes. Warning: template has been deprecated.

## Book I

* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10
* Chapter 11
* Chapter 12
* Chapter 13
* Chapter 14
* Chapter 15
* Chapter 16
* Chapter 17
* Chapter 18
* Chapter 19
* Chapter 20
* Chapter 21
* Chapter 22
* Chapter 23
* Chapter 24
* Chapter 25
* Chapter 26
* Chapter 27
* Chapter 28
* Chapter 29

## Book II

* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10
* Chapter 11
* Chapter 12
* Chapter 13
* Chapter 14
* Chapter 15
* Chapter 16
* Chapter 17
* Chapter 18
* Chapter 19
* Chapter 20
* Chapter 21
* Chapter 22
* Chapter 23
* Chapter 24
* Chapter 25
* Chapter 26
* Chapter 27
* Chapter 28
* Chapter 29
* Chapter 30
* Chapter 31
* Chapter 32
* Chapter 33
* Chapter 34

## Book III

* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10
* Chapter 11
* Chapter 12
* Chapter 13
* Chapter 14
* Chapter 15
* Chapter 16
* Chapter 17
* Chapter 18
* Chapter 19
* Chapter 20
* Chapter 21
* Chapter 22
* Chapter 23
* Chapter 24
* Chapter 25

## Book IV

* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10
* Chapter 11
* Chapter 12
* Chapter 13
* Chapter 14
* Chapter 15
* Chapter 16
* Chapter 17
* Chapter 18
* Chapter 19
* Chapter 20
* Chapter 21
* Chapter 22
* Chapter 23
* Chapter 24
* Chapter 25
* Chapter 26
* Chapter 27
* Chapter 28
* Chapter 29
* Chapter 30
* Chapter 31
* Postscript
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# La Nuit Blanche

* "La Nuit Blanche" in Departmental Ditties and Ballads and Barrack-Room Ballads (1919)
* "La Nuit Blanche" in Rudyard Kipling's Verse, Inclusive Edition, 1885-1918 (1919)
# La Roche v. Lessee of Jones

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United States Supreme Court
50 U.S. 155
La Roche v. Lessee of Jones

## Notes

This work is in the public domain in the United States because it is a work of the United States federal government (see 17 U.S.C. 105).
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# La Republique Francaise v. Saratoga Vichy Spring Company

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United States Supreme Court
191 U.S. 427
La Republique Francaise v. Saratoga Vichy Spring Company
Argued: November 4, 1903. --- Decided: December 7, 1903
This was a bill in equity brought in the circuit court of the United States for the northern district of New York by the French Republic, as owner, and La Compagnie Fermiere de l'Etablissement Thermal de Vichy (hereinafter termed the Vichy company), as lessee, of the springs of Vichy, France, against the Saratoga Vichy Spring Company, for the unlawful use of the word 'Vichy,' claimed by the plaintiffs as a commercial name or trade-mark, and appropriated for the waters of the defendant, which are drawn from a certain natural spring at Saratoga, New York.
Defense: That for fifty years mineral water has been sold throughout the world under the name of 'Vichy,' and that such name has come to denote a type of water, namely, alkaline, noncathartic, carbonated water, and does not stand for the water of any one spring; that defendant has never sold Vichy as and for that of the plaintiffs, nor in resemblance thereto, but has so labeled its water that the purchaser shall know that it is a natural mineral water of Saratoga; and that plaintiffs' claim is stale.
The bill was dismissed by the circuit court upon the ground that plaintiffs had no exclusive clusive right to the use of the word 'Vichy,' and that defendant had never been guilty of an attempt to palm off its waters as the imported article. 99 Fed. 733. On appeal, the court of appeals reversed the decision of the circuit court and granted an injunction against the use of one particular label, or 'any other label in which the place of the origin of the water is not as plainly and prominently made known as the fact that it is named 'Vichy." 46 C. C. A. 418, 107 Fed. 459.
Plaintiffs thereupon applied for a writ of certiorari, which was granted. Defendant made no similar application, but acquiesced in the decree, and discontinued the offending label.
Messrs. Charles Bulkely Hubbell, Archibald Cox, and Archibald Hopkins for petitioners.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 429-431 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Edgar T. Brackett and Walter P. Butler for respondent.
Statement by Mr. Justice Brown:
[Argument of Counsel from pages 431-434 intentionally omitted] Mr. Justice Brown delivered the opinion of the court:

## Notes

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# La Roque v. United States

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United States Supreme Court
239 U.S. 62
La Roque v. United States
Argued and Submitted October 15 and 18, 1915.
Decided November 8, 1915.
Mr. John T. Van Metre for appellant.
Assistant Attorney General Knaebel and Mr. S. W. Williams for appellee.
Mr. Justice Van devanter delivered the opinion of the court.

## Notes

This work is in the public domain in the United States because it is a work of the United States federal government (see 17 U.S.C. 105).
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# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/Belvoir Castle, Seat of the Duke of Rutland

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* BELVOIR CASTLE, LEICESTERSHIRE.
* Artist: T. Allom - Engraved by: J. Sands
BELVOIR CASTLE,—SEAT OF THE DUKE OF RUTLAND.
INSCRIBED TO
LADY EMMELINE STUART WORTLEY.
is an old and stately castle,  In an old and stately wood;
Thoughts and shadows gathered round it,
 Of the ages it had stood.
But not of the ancient warriors,  Whose red banners swept its towers, Nor of any lovely lady,  Blooming in its former bowers—
Think I now;—but one as lovely,
 And more gifted, haunts my line.
In the visions round yon castle
 Is no fairer one than thine!
I can fancy thee in childhood  Wandering through each haunted scene,
Peopling the green glades around thee  With the thoughts of what had been:
Asking of each leaf its lesson,  Of each midnight star its tale,
Till thy fancy caught revealings
 From the music of the gale.
Yet, whence did thy lute inherit
 All it knows of human grief?—
What dost thou know of the knowledge
 On life’s dark and daily leaf?
In thy woman-hearted pages,  How much sympathy appears
With the sorrowful and real,
 All that only speaks in tears!
Have those large bright eyes been darkened  By the shadows from below?
Rather would I deem thee dreaming
 Over grief thou canst not know.
But thou hast the poet’s birthright,  In a heart too warm and true.
Wreath thy dark hair with the laurel—
 On it rests the midnight dew!
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/Cemetery of the Smolensko Church

See Vasilyevsky Island
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* CEMETERY OF THE SMOLENSKO CHURCH
* ON THE VASILI OSTROFF NEAR PETERSBURG
* Artist: A. G. Vickers - Engraved by: E. Smith
CEMETERY OF THE SMOLENSKO CHURCH.
(VIGNETTE TITLE.)
They gather, with the summer in their hands, The summer from their distant vallies bringing; They gather round the church in pious bands, With funeral array, and solemn singing.
The dead are their companions; many days Have past since they were laid to their last slumber; And in the hurry of life's crowded ways, Small space has been for memory to cumber.
But now the past comes back again, and death Asketh its mournful tribute of the living; And memories that were garnered at the heart, The treasures kept from busier hours are giving.
The mother kneeleth at a little tomb, And sees one sweet face shining from beneath it; She has brought all the early flowers that bloom, In the small garden round their home, to wreath it.
Friend thinks on friend; and youth comes back again To that one moment of awakened feeling; And prayers, such prayers as never rise in vain, Call down the heaven to which they are appealing.
It is a superstitious rite and old, Yet having with all higher things connexion; Prayers, tears, redeem a world so harsh and cold, The future has its hope, the past its deep affection.
The Cemetery of the Smolensko Church is situated about two versts from Petersburgh, on one of the islands on the mouth of the Neva, and less than a quarter of a mile from the gulf of Finland. The curious ceremony represented takes place yearly, when the Russians gather from all parts, to scatter flowers on the graves, and to mourn over the dead, and afterwards proceed to regale themselves with soup, fruit of all kinds, and wine; in many instances spreading their cloths on the very graves over which they had been bitterly mourning.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/A Dutch Interior

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* PEASANTS PLAYING CARDS IN A TAVERN.
* A DUTCH INTERIOR.
* Artist: A. Brouwer - Engraved by: Augustus Fox
A DUTCH INTERIOR.
They were poor, and by their cabin,
 Pale want sat at the door;
And the summer to their harvest
 Brought insufficient store.
On one side, the fierce ocean  Proclaimed perpetual war;
On the other, mighty nations  Were threatening from afar.
Foes and seas denied a footing,
 On the very ground they trod;
But they had their native courage,
 And they had their trust in God.
They made the sea defender
 Of the lately threatened shore,
And their tall and stately vessels
 Sailed the conquered waters o’er.
To the poor and scanty cabin,  Poured wealth from East and West; And Freedom came with commerce,
 From all old times her guest.
Dyke by dyke they beat their enemies,  As they had beat the sea;
Till Faith stood by her altar,  Secure—triumphant—free.
The brilliant theory of a republic has never been reduced to more rational practice than in the history of Holland. Commerce, religious toleration, security of life and property, and universal instruction—these have been the principles of the States from the very first. Liberty can have no securer foundations. We know of nothing finer in all history, than their unequal but triumphant struggle with le Grand Monarque. The spirit which animated the young and gallant Prince of Orange, was that of the whole nation. "You will see the ruin of your country," was the prophecy of those who looked to the inferior means, not to the superior spirit. "Never," was the heroic reply, "for I will die in her last ditch."
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/Antioch

see Francis Rawdon Chesney
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* ANTIOCH, ON THE APPROACH FROM SUADEAH.
* Artist: W. H. Bartlett - Engraved by: J. Redaway
ANTIOCH.
This View of the City is taken from a burial-ground, called, in the picturesque phraseology of the East, "The City of the Dead." There was a vulture perched on one of the tombstones.
When the vulture on the wind
 Mounted as in days of old,
Leaving hope and fear behind,
 What did his dark flight behold!
Conquest, in its crimson car,  Reddening sword and broken spear, Nations gathering to the war,
 These were in his wide career.
When the thunder and his wing
 Swept the startled earth below,
Did the flight prophetic bring
 Omen of the world we know.
Vainly did the augur seek  In its path the will of heaven; Not to that fierce eye and beak,
 Was the fated future given.
No, the future’s depths were stirred
 By the white wings of the dove;
When the troubled earth first heard
 Words of peace, and words of love.
Now, far other hopes arise  Over life’s enlarging day,
Science, commerce, enterprise,  Point to man his glorious way.
Where those distant deserts wind,
 Even now an English band
Urge the triumphs of the mind
 Through a wild and savage land.
Mind, and only mind, could gain  Such a conquest as they ask;
Stormy wind, and sandy plain,
 Doubt and death attend the task.
They will make their gallant way,
 Must achieve their glorious goal;
It is night subdued by day,
 ’Tis the mastery of the soul.
Let the dark Euphrates bear
 English keel and English sail;
Not alone o’er wind and air
 Will the enterprise prevail:
But our flag will bear around,  Faith and knowledge, light and hope,
Empire with no other bound  Than the wide horizon’s scope.
Honour to the generous band,  Bearing round our name and laws, For the honour of our land,
 For humanity’s great cause.
I allude to the voyage down the Euphrates. Conquest and commerce have been the two great principles of civilization. It is only of late years that we have seen the superiority of the sail over the sword. The expedition, whose advantages I have ventured above to prophesy, is in the noblest spirit of enlightened enterprise. We must take with us our knowledge; and so disturb, and eventually destroy the darkness, mental and moral, too long gathered on the East. The generous earnestness of science, and the enthusiasm of enterprise, were never more nobly marked than in the concluding passage of Colonel Chesney's letter to the Admiralty, announcing the loss of the Tigris steamer:—
"We are, therefore, continuing our descent and survey to Bussarah, hoping not only to bring up the mail from India within the specified time, but also, if it pleases God to spare us, to demonstrate the speed, economy, and commercial advantages of the river Euphrates, provided the decision of ministers shall be, in the true spirit of Englishmen, to give it a fair trial, rather than abandon the original purpose in consequence, of an unforeseen, and, as it is proved, an unavoidable calamity."
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/Contents

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TABLE OF CONTENTS
| Introduction | 4 |
| Cafes in Damascus | 7 |
| Sir Robert Peel | 9 |
| Rebecca | 11 |
| The Delectable Mountains | 13 |
| Robert Blake | 15 |
| Lincoln Cathedral | 18 |
| Cemetery of the Smolensko Church | 20 |
| The Sacred Shrines of Dwarka | 22 |
| Site of the Castle of Ulysses | 24 |
| Expectation | 27 |
| The Lake of Como | 28 |
| The Princess Victoria | 30 |
| A Dutch Interior | 32 |
| The Unknown Grave | 34 |
| Eucles Announcing the Victory of Marathon | 35 |
| The Woodland Brook | 37 |
| Carthage | 38 |
| Lord Melbourne | 40 |
| Bona. The Pirate’s Song | 42 |
| The Church at Polignac | 44 |
| Valetta, Capital of Malta | 46 |
| Derwent Water | 48 |
| The Spanish Page | 50 |
| Dirge | 53 |
| Strada Reale.—Corfu | 54 |
| Claverhouse at the Battle of Bothwell Brig | 56 |
| Antioch | 58 |
| Wm. Wilberforce, Esq. | 61 |
| Lancaster Castle | 63 |
| Sir William Stanley | 65 |
| The Hall of Glennaquoich | 67 |
| Strada St. Ursola.—Malta | 69 |
| Belvoir Castle.—Seat of the Duke of Rutland | 71 |
| Town and Harbour of Ithaca | 74 |
| Regatta.—Windermere Lake | 77 |
| The Earl of Sandwich | 79 |
| Gibraltar. Scene During the Plague | 81 |
| Scale Force, Cumberland | 83 |
| Black Linn of Linklater | 85 |
| The Evening Star | 87 |
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/Black Linn of Linklater

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* Black Linn of Linklater.Le Linne Noir de Linklater.
* Artist: A. Chisholm - Engraved by: T. S. Engleheart
BLACK LINN OF LINKLATER.
"Toujours lui—lui partout."—Victor Hugo.
ut of Himself, Him only speak these hills!
I do not see the sunshine on the vale,
I do not hear the low song of the wind
Singing as sings a child. Like fancies flung
Around the midnight pillow of a dream,
Dim pageantries shut out the real scene,
And call up one associate with Him. I see the ancient Master pale and worn,
Tho' on him shines the lovely southern heaven
And Naples greets him with festivity.
The Dying by the Dead:—for his great sake,
They have laid bare the city of the lost.
His own creations fill the silent streets;
The Roman pavement rings with golden spurs,
The Highland plaid shades dark Italian eyes,
And the young King himself is Ivanhoe.
But there the old man sits—majestic—wan,
Himself a mighty vision of the past;
The glorious mind has bowed beneath its toil;
He does not hear his name on foreign lips
That thank him for a thousand happy hours.
He does not see the glittering groups that press
In wonder and in homage to his side;
Death is beside his triumph.
When Sir Waller Scott arrived at Naples, the picturesque imagination of the south was all alive to do him honour. Contrary to established etiquette, the king called upon him—
"Nice customs curtsey to great names."
A fête was then given in his honour, and Pompeii was chosen for its site. All the guests took some character from the Waverley novels. The deserted city echoed with music; lamps flung their light over walls so long unconscious of festivity. The city of the Dead suited well the festival of the dying. Sir Walter was present, but unconscious; he sat wan, exhausted, and motionless,—"the centre of the glittering ring" formed by his own genius. The triumph had its usual moral—it came too late.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/Claverhouse at the Battle of Bothwell Brig

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* The Battle of Bothwell Brig.Bataille du Pont de Bothwell.
* Artist: W. Hartley - Engraved by: J. B. Allen
CLAVERHOUSE AT THE BATTLE OF BOTHWELL BRIG.
He leads them on, the chief, the knight;
Dark is his eye with fierce delight,
A calm and unrelenting joy,
Whose element is to destroy.
Down falls his soft and shining hair,
His face is as woman’s fair;
And that slight frame seems rather meant
For lady’s bower than soldier’s tent.
But on that kindled brow is wrought
The energy that is of thought,
The sternness and the strength that grow
In the high heart that beats below.
The golden spur is on his heel,
The spur his war-horse does not feel;
The sun alone has gilt the brand,
Now bared in his unsparing hand.
But ere the sun go down again
That sword will wear a deeper stain; Sun and sword alike will go
Down o’er the dying and the foe.
Never yet hath failed that brand, Never yet hath spared that hand;
Where their mingled light is shed,
Are the fugitive or dead.
Though the grave were on his way,
Forward, would that soldier say;
And upon his latest breath
Would be, "Victory or Death."
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/Bona

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* TOWN AND HARBOUR OF BONA, AFRICA.
* Artist: J. Salmon - Engraved by: J. Appleton
BONA.
THE PIRATE'S SONG.
o the mast nail our flag, it is dark as the grave, Or the death which it bears while it sweeps o'er the wave. Let our deck clear for action, our guns be prepared; Be the boarding-axe sharpened, the scimetar bared; Set the canisters ready, and then bring to me, For the last of my duties, the powder-room key. It shall never be lowered, the black flag we bear; If the sea be denied us, we sweep through the air.
Unshared have we left our last victory's prey;
It is mine to divide it, and yours to obey: There are shawls that might suit a sultana's white neck, And pearls that are fair as the arms they will deck;
There are flasks which, unseal them, the air will disclose Diametta's fair summers, the home of the rose.
I claim not a portion: I ask but as mine,
'Tis to drink to our victory—one cup of red wine.
Some fight, 'tis for riches; some fight, ’tis for fame: The first I despise, and the last is a name.
I fight, 'tis for vengeance. I love to see flow,
At the stroke of my sabre, the life of my foe.
I strike for the memory of long vanished years;
I only shed blood, where another sheds tears.
I come, as the lightning comes red from above,
O'er the race that I loathe, to the battle I love.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/Cafes in Damascus

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* CAFES IN DAMASCUS
* ON A BRANCH OF THE BARRADA, THE ANCIENT PHARPAR
* Artist: W. H. Bartlett - Engraved by: S. Smith
CAFES IN DAMASCUS.
"And Mahomet turned aside, and would not enter the fair city: ‘It is,’ said he, ‘too delicious.’"
anguidly the night-wind bloweth  From the gardens round, Where the clear Barrada floweth  With a lulling sound.
Not the lute note’s sweet shiver  Can such music find, As is on a wandering river,  On a wandering wind.
There the Moslem leaneth, dreaming
O’er the inward world, While around the fragrant steaming  Of the smoke is curled.
Rising from the coffee berry,  Dark grape of the South; Or the pipe of polished cherry,  With its amber mouth.
Cooled by passing through the water,  Gurgling as it flows— Scented by the Summer’s daughter,  June’s impassioned rose.
By that rose’s spirit haunted  Are the dreams that rise, Of far lands, and lives enchanted,  And of deep black eyes.
Thus with some sweet dream’s assistance,  Float they down life’s stream; Would to heaven, our whole existence  Could be such a dream!
The Cafés of the kind represented in the plate are perhaps the greatest luxury that a stranger finds in Damascus. Gardens, kiosques, fountains, and groves are abundant around every Eastern capital; but Cafés on the very bosom of a rapid river, and bathed by its waves, are peculiar to this ancient city: they are formed so as to exclude the rays of the sun while they admit the breeze.