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# Pennywit v. Eaton on Motion

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This is the court's decision denying a motion to dismiss. For the opinion on the merits, see 82 U.S. 382.
United States Supreme Court
82 U.S. 380
Pennywit v. Eaton
[On Motion] Error to the Supreme Court of Arkansas

## Linked case(s)

82 U.S. 382
ON motion to dismiss, for want of jurisdiction, a writ of error to the Supreme Court of Arkansas.
Eaton sued Pennywit in the Pulaski County Court of Arkansas upon the record of a judgment rendered by the Fourth District Court of New Orleans, that court, when the judgment was rendered, having been held by a judge appointedby a military governor of Louisiana. On the trial in the Pulaski County Court, the court was requested by the defendant to hold, that if it appeared from the evidence that the judge who presided in the court at New Orleans and rendered the judgment, held his office by appointment of a military governor of the State of Louisiana, and under no other authority, the judgment was void. But the Pulaski County Court did not so hold, but held to the contrary; and the Supreme Court of Arkansas affirmed its judgment. The case was now brought here under an assumption that it came within the third clause of the 25th section of the Judiciary Act (quoted supra, p. 3), which gives a right to bring here for review any suit "where is drawn in question the validity of any clause of the Constitution . . . or commission held under the United States, and the decision is against the title, right, privilege, or exemption specially set up or claimed by either party under such clause." The title, right, privilege, or exemption here meant to be set up was one by [p381]' the defendant, and was supposed to arise under two clauses' of the Constitution, which ordain as follows:
   "The judicial power of the United States shall be vested in one Supreme Court, and in such inferior courts as the Congress shall from time to time ordain.
   "The President of the United States . . . shall nominate, and by and with the advice and consent of the Senate shall appoint judges of the Supreme Court, and all other officers of the United States, whose appointments are not herein otherwise provided for, which shall be established by law."
Mr. W. M. Rose, in support of the motion; Mr. A. H. Garland, contra.
* ↑ Article 3, § 1, and Article 2, § 2.
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# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Mid-Ocean

MID-OCEAN
A WASTE of heaving waters to the far horizon's rim, And over them a vault of leaden gray; No warmer tint or shading to relieve the aspect dim, Save where the riven billows break away, Revealing as we part them to the left hand and the right, Beneath each curling crest of foam, the marvellous green light.
Here midst the heaving billows—this unending stretch of sea Where scarce an ocean-bird has strength to fly, Unnumbered leagues from any strand where habitations be, Alone, no comrade vessel sailing nigh, The deep unplumbed beneath us, and, above, a frowning dome, I do but turn my eyes on thee, and straightway it is home!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Natura Benigna

Published as "Nature" in Mine and Thine' (1904).
NATURA BENIGNA
I WEAVE the beginning, I fashion the end; Life is my fellow, and Death is my friend; Time cannot stay me, Nor evil betray me,— They that would harm me, unknowing, defend.
I ravel asunder, I knit every flaw; Blossoms I scatter, with tempests I awe; Birthplace of duty, And shrine of all beauty,— Firmly I govern, and love is my law!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/October

OCTOBER
SWEET are the woodland notes That gush melodious at morn from palpitating throats, In anthems fresh as dew! Ay, they are sweet! But from that dim retreat Where Evening muses through the pensive hours, There sometimes floats along A more appealing song. So, love, thy voice breathes a diviner music in the chill Of autumn, when the glen is still And Flora's gold all tarnished on the hill, Than in the time when merry May calls forth her bashful flowers.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Morning

MORNING
IWOKE and heard the thrushes sing at dawn,— A strangely blissful burst of melody, A chant of rare, exultant certainty, Fragrant, as springtime breaths, of wood and lawn. Night's eastern curtains still were closely drawn; No roseate flush predicted pomps to be, Or spoke of morning loveliness to me. But for those happy birds the night was gone!
Darkling they sang, nor guessed what care consumes Man's questioning spirit; heedless of decay, They sang of joy and dew-embalmed blooms. My doubts grew still, doubts seemed so poor while they, Sweet worshipers of light, from leafy glooms Poured forth transporting prophecies of Day.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Motherless

MOTHERLESS
HE was so small, so very small, That since she ceased to care, 'T was easy just to pass him by, Forgetting he was there; But though too slight a thing he seemed Of interest to be,— One heart had loved him with a love As boundless as the sea.
He was so poor, so very poor, That now, since she had died, He seemed a tiny threadbare coat With nothing much inside; But, ah! a treasure he concealed, And asked of none relief: His shabby little bosom hid A mighty, grown-up grief.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Music

MUSIC
THE might of music, and its mystic fire, Will from no studied Art alone proceed; The soul of Orpheus must infuse the lyre, The breath of Pan must blow the plaintive reed.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Near and Far

NEAR AND FAR
THE air is full of perfume and the promise of the spring, From wintry mould the dainty blossoms come; There's not a bird in all the boughs but's eager now to sing, And from afar a ship is sailing home!
The cherry-blooms, all lightly blown about the verdant sward, With silver fleck the dandelion's gold; The jasmine and arbutus breathe the fragrance they have stored; The crumpled ferns, like faery tents, unfold.
And low the rills are laughing, and the rivers in the sun Are gliding on, impatient for the sea; The wintry days are past and gone, the summer is begun, And love from far is sailing home to me!
​Ah, blessed spring!—how far more sweet than any spring of yore! No note of all thy harmonies is dumb; With thee my heart awakes to hope and happiness once more,— And from afar a ship is sailing home!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Nature

Previously published as As from Afar
NATURE
TO see thee, hear thee, wistful watch I keep— Mother, who in Immensity dost dwell— A child who listens for the boundless deep, Her ear against a shell:
And vainly though I seek thy face to scan, Lost in the vasty temple where thou art, Faint breathings of thy voice æolian Vibrate against my heart.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/New York

Also published in The Lyric Year: One hundred poems (1912) by Ferdinand Earle (ed.)
NEW YORK
A NOCTURNE
DOWN-GAZING, I behold, Miraculous by night, A city all of gold. Here, there, and everywhere, In myriad fashion fair, A mystery untold Of Light!
Not royal Babylon, Nor Tyre, nor Rome the great— In the all-powerful state Her wisdom and her armèd legions won— Was so illuminate As this strange world which, awed, I look upon. With it compared, the ancient glories fail, And, in the glow it doth irradiate, The planets of the firmament grow pale!
Night, birth-fellow to Chaos, never wore A robe so gemmed before. ​The splendor streams In lines and jets and scintillating gleams From tower and spire and campanile bright, And palaces of light.
How beautiful is this Unmatched Cosmopolis!— City of wealth and want, Of pitiless extremes, Selfish ambitions, pure aspiring dreams; Whose miseries, remembered, daunt The bravest spirit hope hath cheered— This city loved and hated, honored, feared: This Titan City, bold to dare: This wounded Might That, dreading darkness, covers up its care And hides its gaping hurt 'neath veils of light!
Oh, I have looked on Venice when the moon Silvered each dark lagoon, And have in dreams beheld her Clothed in resplendent pride, The Adriatic's bride! Naples I, too, have seen— An even lovelier Queen— ​And thought that nothing in the world excelled her— Nay, marvelled, as at close of day I gazed across her opalescent bay And saw Vesuvius burn on high Against the soft Italian sky, That anything on earth could wear A charm so past compare!
But, O Manhattan! Glowing now Against the sombre night, Thine opulence and squalor hid from sight, Never was aught more beautiful than thou Dost in thy calm appear— So glorified and so transfigured here— Since the Eternal, to creation stirred, Breathed from His awful lips the mystic word:— Let there be Light!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/O Giorno Felice !

O GIORNO FELICE!
MY store is spent; I am fain to borrow: Give me to drink of a vintage fine! Pour me a draught—a draught of To-morrow, Brimming and fresh from a rock-cool shrine: Nectar of earth, For the longing and dearth Of a heart still young, That waiteth and waiteth a song unsung!
Glad be the strain! In the cup pour no pain: Leave at the brim not a taste of sorrow! Spring would I sing! For the bird flies free, The sap is astir in the oldest tree, And the Maiden weaves, Mid a laughter of leaves, The bud and the blossom of joys to be! . . .
Ay, Winter took all; But I heard the Spring call, And my heart, denied, ​With a rapturous shiver— Like that that makes eager the pulse of the river When something at last tells it Winter is past— Awoke at the sound of her voice, and replied. A libation to Spring!—ah, quickly! pour fast! She is there! She is here!—in the sky—on the sea— In the Morning-Land waiting my heart and me!
# Paid In Full/Chapter 25

pp. 281–283.

### CHAPTER XXV
#### ACCOUNT RENDERED

Mildred found her younger daughter consuming biscuits and lemonade in the drawing-room, thrilled to the soul by her romantic evening and fairly bubbling with confidences.
The marvellous voyage was described in detail.
‘And what did you and Captain Conway talk about, dear?’ she asked.
‘Oh, quite a lot of things. He’s had an awfully interesting life, but rather a sad one, I’m afraid. By the way, he gave me a message for you, Mother.’
‘What is it, dear?’
‘He’s very sorry, but he can’t come to lunch to-morrow. He has to go to London. Isn’t it a shame? He said he might even be going abroad.’
‘Alone?’ asked Mildred quickly.
‘I don’t know: he didn’t say. He’s had some news, though.’
‘From—where?’
‘I’m not sure. But it wasn’t bad news. I asked him that, particularly.’
‘Just sudden?’ suggested Mildred.
‘That’s exactly what he said.’
Mildred gazed at her daughter’s flushed and eager face, pondering certain matters in her heart. She felt unaccountably at peace. Something very unexpected and momentous had occurred in her relations with her husband—and instinct told her that Molly held the key.
‘Come into the garden, dear,’ she said. ‘It’s cooler there—and darker.’
Molly slipped her arm confidingly into her mother’s, and they strolled out upon the lawn.
‘You haven’t told me, Littlest,’ said Mildred presently, ‘what sort of things you and Captain Conway talked about.’
‘I did most of the talking, I think,’ replied Molly apologetically. ‘But he told me some things about his early life, and his friendship with Father. He seemed to know him very well. Then I told him The Legend.’ Molly, conscious that her mother’s arm had stiffened within her own, looked up. ‘There was no harm in telling him, was there?’
‘What did he say when you told him?’
Molly considered.
‘He said nothing for a while,’ she replied. ‘Then he said he thought it must be rather a splendid thing for a man to be remembered by his children in that way. I think that was all. After that he said he must go, and we said good-night.... I say, Mother?’
‘Yes, dear.’
‘I kissed him when we said good-night. I told him first about telling you, and he said he didn’t think you’d be angry. Are you?’
‘No, dear, I’m not angry.’
‘He has a daughter about my age. Did you know?’
‘Yes, dear, I knew. Hark! What’s that?’ Confused sounds were audible upon the river.
‘I expect it’s the end of the fireworks,’ said Molly, running ahead; ‘but I’ll go and see.’
Mildred stopped short, trembling violently.
‘Molly, don’t go!’ she cried suddenly. ‘Come back, dear!’
Molly obediently retraced her footsteps.
‘All right, Mother,’ she said. ‘Why, what’s the matter? You’re all cold and shaky. Take my arm. Lean on me—hard!’
‘I’m all right, dear; I’m feeling a little chilly, that’s all. Run and get me a wrap, will you?’
Molly raced away, intent upon first aid. The moment she was gone, Mildred thrust her way through the laurels, and ran to the towpath, emerging exactly opposite the end of Abbot’s Island—just in time to see a miracle happen, and a lie nearly sixteen years old come true.
# Poems (Coates 1916)

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# The Duality of Immaterial Law

Copyrights and patents were created to promote the betterment of society by encouraging creators and inventors. Today, the technological and economical development has stripped them of their use and instead they have become a choke point for our common culture. A few large actors in the marketplace use their state sanctioned monopolies to dictate terms and set prices in a way that's decidedly not in our best interests. The original goals are no longer needed since the barriers of entry into creating culture and innovating technology have become so low that anyone can partake as a creator - the explosion of the Internet is testament to this force. There are more books, more content, more culture, more music, more articles, more innovations ​and more movies than ever before. However, most of our cultural heritage is locked up by copyrights, left rotting in vaults, unpublished and out of print. We don't need to encourage creators any more, we need to set them free. We don't want to hinder innovation, strangle our minds and hold back our ideas any more. Ideas, music and knowledge can not, by their very nature, be exclusive property. When shared, they multiply. When given away, they enrich giver and receiver alike.
The anti-competitive contracts that large parties use to control single creators are immoral.
The artificial limits imposed by strong distributors upon consumers' rights are illegal.
We wish to promote a constructive discussion of the duality of IP law, describing the negative consequences for the little man. We wish to form fair rules for how producers' and creators' needs can be met while strengthening consumers' powers by adapting IP law to new technological breakthroughs and environmentally friendlier business models.
# Summary

Current IP law leads directly to monopolies, a non-functional market, the suppression of democratic values and the obstruction of cultural expressions and innovation. The data rentention act leads to restricted freedoms and a breakdown of the rule of law.
Demanding a correction of these wrongs is to demand justice, freedom and democracy for all citizens. We demand a revised and modern form of IP law firmly founded on the principle of enrichment of society. We demand a healthy climate for entrepreneurs. We demand a creative commons of knowledge and culture, promoting the enrichment of all. We demand better protection for citizens' rights to their own information.
We seek a clear mandate from the people to address the issues declared herein, but no others.
# Pirate Party Declaration of Principles

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# The Problems with Patents

Patents were supposed to encourage the dissemination of knowledge and information by offering a time-limited protection for those who invent and invest in new inventions and methods. We believe it is only fair and natural that inventors and investors alike shall be able to gain remuneration for their work and ideas. However, patents today are mainly used to prevent innovation by hindering competitors. When created, the patent duration of 20 years was a third of the inventors' lifetime and still a reasonably short timespan compared to the general pace of development. Today, 20 years is nothing to a large corporation but an eternity for society to wait for innovation. This equation no longer computes.
Patents are used to block competition, big pharma stops developing countries from copying patented AIDS medicines, farmers get sued when a patented GM crop is accidentally spread on their fields, software patents cement the monopolies of big software houses, small inventors are dragged into courts for years to defend their patents and industry wants to patent your genes. We say it's time to put a stop to this madness.
We aim to abolish patents.
We wish to see a society where small and big parties alike can compete on equal and fair terms with weapons like quality, customer benefits and price instead of with patent attorneys. This will liberate resources they can use to innovate for the good of all.
# Free our culture

We wish to strengthen the attribution rights of the authors. This right shall have no time limit. We wish to free our cultural heritage and enable a richer society by revoking all exclusive copyrights. It can be proven that exclusivity lessens the inherent value of immaterials such as ideas, thoughts, knowledge and music. A free dissemination of information and cultural expressions enrich us all, especially when combined with a technological revolution that enables free distribution at the speed of light. We wish to promote the creation of new and robust business models where creators and consumers can interact on equal terms for the enrichment of both.
Ideas, knowledge and information are by nature non-exclusive and their common value lies in their being spread and shared.
All copying of cultural expressions shall be expressly encouraged as long as the author is properly attributed, in particular through file-sharing. All restricting contracts as well as technical means and methods employed to prevent such copying shall be declared illegal for obstructing the natural right of our society to benefit from the sharing of culture and knowledge. No dissemination of cultural expressions, information and knowledge may be restricted or discouraged in any way. All future revisions of IP law must be based on the express will of the people and not intense lobbying from special interest groups.
We aim to free our common cultural heritage and de-criminalize our citizens.
# Background

It is said that copyrights promote the creation of culture and no one seems to question it. We do. We claim that this widely held belief is false and that our common culture is being suffocated by copyrights.
Apart from this, we can point to the horrible fact that on July 1st, 2005, our own government criminalized over a million citizens by changing copyright in a direction that points far away from public opinion.
We also claim that patents suffocate innovation. By creating a monopoly on knowledge, they stifle competition and prevent development, not to mention the ways they are being abused by patent holders.
Last but definitely not least is the question of privacy. Sweden is on course for a society where every citizen is being constantly supervised by the government. We intend to change that course.
# Citizens' Rights

The Swedish constitution guarantees every citizen access to all basic human rights such as freedom of speech, protection against oppression and respect for personal integrity. The EU data retention act tramples on all of these rights by demanding telephone companies and Internet providers store information about every single phone call, every e-mail, every visited website and position of every mobile phone. This has the effect of chilling free speech, curtailing the right of free association and violating article 12 of the UN declaration of Human Rights. Not bad for a day's work.
Government exists solely for the betterment of society and the protection of its citizens, the very same citizens who legitimize the government. A government who uses its powers against its own citizens is essentially illegitimate. All rule of law must be firmly anchored in the will of the people governed by it or we risk total state oppression.
We aim to abolish the EU data retention act and strengthen the constitutional protection of all citizens' rights.
# Pirate Party Declaration of Principles/2.0

* Background
* Citizens' Rights
* The Duality of Immaterial Law
* The Problems with Patents
* The Importance of Trademarks
* Free our culture
* Summary
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# Poems and Ballads (second series)/Autumn in Cornwall

IV
AUTUMN IN CORNWALL.
The year lies fallen and faded On cliffs by clouds invaded, With tongues of storms upbraided, With wrath of waves bedinned; And inland, wild with warning, As in deaf ears or scorning, The clarion even and morning Rings of the south‑west wind.
The wild bents wane and wither In blasts whose breath bows hither Their grey‑grown heads and thither, Unblest of rain or sun;
The pale fierce heavens are crowded With shapes like dreams beclouded, As though the old year enshrouded Lay, long ere life were done.
Full‑charged with old-world wonders, From dusk Tintagel thunders A note that smites and sunders The hard frore fields of air; A trumpet stormier‑sounded Than once from lists rebounded When strong men sense‑confounded Fell thick in tourney there.
From scarce a duskier dwelling Such notes of wail rose welling Through the outer darkness, telling In the awful singer's ears
What souls the darkness covers, What love‑lost souls of lovers, Whose cry still hangs and hovers In each man's born that hears.
For there by Hector's brother And yet some thousand other He that had grief to mother Passed pale from Dante's sight; With one fast linked as fearless, Perchance, there only tearless; Iseult and Tristram, peerless And perfect queen and knight.
A shrill‑winged sound comes flying North, as of wild souls crying The cry of things undying, That know what life must be;
Or as the old year's heart, stricken Too sore for hope to quicken By thoughts like thorns that thicken, Broke, breaking with the sea.