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# Poems That Every Child Should Know/L'Envoi

L'Envoi.
"L'Envoi," by Rudyard Kipling, is a favourite on account of its sweeping assertion of the individual's right to self-development.
When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it—lie down for an æon or two, Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew!
​And those who were good shall be happy: they shall sit in a golden chair; They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comet's hair; They shall find real saints to draw from—Magdalene, Peter, and Paul; They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all!
And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame; And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame; But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star, Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are!
Rudyard Kipling.
# Poems That Every Child Should Know/Let Dogs Delight to Bark and Bite

Let Dogs Delight to Bark and Bite.
"Let Dogs Delight to Bark and Bite," by Isaac Watts (1674-1748), and "Little Drops of Water," by Ebenezer Cobham Brewer (1810-97), are poems that the world cannot outgrow. Once in the mind, they fasten. They were not born to die.
Let dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature too.
​But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.
Isaac Watts.
# Pittsburgh Plate Glass Company v. National Labor Relations Board

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United States Supreme Court
313 U.S. 146
Pittsburgh Plate Glass Company v. National Labor Relations Board
Argued: March 7, 10, 1941. --- Decided: April 28, 1941
See 313 U.S. 599, 61 S.Ct. 1093, 85 L.Ed. --.
[Syllabus from pages 146-148 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. J. W. McAfee, of St. Louis, Mo., and Leland Hazard, and Joseph T. Owens, both of Kansas City, Mo., for petitioner Pittsburgh Plate Glass Co.
Mr. Henry H. Oberschelp, of St. Louis, Mo., for petitioner Crystal City Glass Workers' Union.
Francis B. Biddle, Sol. Gen., for respondent.
Mr. Justice REED delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Pittsburgh Plate Glass Company v. United States

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## Dissenting Opinion

    Brennan
United States Supreme Court
360 U.S. 395
Pittsburgh Plate Glass Company v. United States
Argued: April 28, 29, 1959. --- Decided: June 22, 1959
See 80 S.Ct. 42.
Mr. Leland Hazard, Pittsburgh, Pa., for petitioner Pittsburgh Plate glass co.
H. Graham Morison, Washington, D.C., for petitioners Galax Mirror Co. et al.
Philip Elman, Washington, D.C., for respondent.
Mr. Justice CLARK delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Pittsburgh Legal Journal

The Pittsburgh Legal Journal is a periodical, published from volumes from 1853 onwards. Certain parts of this work are in the public domain in the United States because they were published before 1929.
* Volume 12 (New Series); Volume 39 (Old Series) (August 1881 to August 1882) (transcription project)
* Volume 27 (New Series); Volume 44 (Old Series) (August 1896 to August 1897) External scan
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# Pittsburgh Melting Company v. Totten

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United States Supreme Court
248 U.S. 1
Pittsburgh Melting Company v. Totten
Argued: April 22, 1918. --- Decided: Nov 4, 1918
Messrs. Samuel McClay and David A. Reed, both of Pittsburgh, Pa., for appellant.
[Argument of Counsel from page 2 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Assistant Attorney General, for appellee.
[Argument of Counsel from page 3 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice DAY delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Rumors from an Æolian Harp

RUMORS FROM AN ÆOLIAN HARP
There is a vale which none hath seen, Where foot of man has never been, Such as here lives with toil and strife, An anxious and a sinful life.
There every virtue has its birth, Ere it descends upon the earth, And thither every deed returns, Which in the generous bosom burns.
There love is warm, and youth is young, And poetry is yet unsung, For Virtue still adventures there, And freely breathes her native air.
​And ever, if you hearken well, You still may hear its vesper bell, And tread of high-souled men go by, Their thoughts conversing with the sky.
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/River Song

RIVER SONG
Ply the oars! away! away! In each dew-drop of the morning Lies the promise of a day.
Rivers from the sunrise flow, Springing with the dewy morn; Voyageurs 'gainst time do row, Idle noon nor sunset know, Ever even with the dawn.
Since that first 'Away! away!' Many a lengthy reach we 've rowed, Still the sparrow on the spray Hastes to usher in the day With her simple-stanza'd ode.
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Smoke

SMOKE
Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird, Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight; Lark without song, and messenger of dawn, Circling above the hamlets as thy nest; Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts; By night star-veiling, and by day Darkening the light and blotting out the sun; Go thou, my incense, upward from this hearth, And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame.
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Poverty

POVERTY
A FRAGMENT
If I am poor, It is that I am proud; If God has made me naked and a boor, He did not think it fit his work to shroud.
The poor man comes direct from heaven to earth, As stars drop down the sky, and tropic beams; The rich receives in our gross air his birth, As from low suns are slanted golden gleams.
​Yon sun is naked, bare of satellite, Unless our earth and moon that office hold; Though his perpetual day feareth no night, And his perennial summer dreads no cold.
Mankind may delve, but cannot my wealth spend; If I no partial wealth appropriate, No armèd ships unto the Indies send, None robs me of my Orient estate.
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Smoke in Winter

SMOKE IN WINTER
The sluggish smoke curls up from some deep dell, The stiffened air exploring in the dawn, And making slow acquaintance with the day; Delaying now upon its heavenward course, In wreathed loiterings dallying with itself, With as uncertain purpose and slow deed, As its half-wakened master by the hearth, Whose mind, still slumbering, and sluggish thoughts Have not yet swept into the onward current Of the new day;—and now it streams afar, The while the chopper goes with step direct, And mind intent to wield the early axe.
​First in the dusky dawn he sends abroad His early scout, his emissary, smoke, The earliest, latest pilgrim from the roof, To feel the frosty air, inform the day; And while he crouches still beside the hearth, Nor musters courage to unbar the door, It has gone down the glen with the light wind, And o'er the plain unfurled its venturous wreath, Draped the tree-tops, loitered upon the hill, And warmed the pinions of the early bird; And now, perchance, high in the crispy air, Has caught sight of the day o'er the earth's edge, And greets its master's eye at his low door, As some refulgent cloud in the upper sky.
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Stanzas (1)

STANZAS
'Before each van Prick forth the aery knights, and couch their spears Till thickest legions close; with feats of arms From either end of Heaven the welkin burns.'
Away! away! away! away! Ye have not kept your secret well, I will abide that other day, Those other lands ye tell.
Has time no leisure left for these, The acts that ye rehearse? Is not eternity a lease For better deeds than verse?
​'Tis sweet to hear of heroes dead, To know them still alive, But sweeter if we earn their bread, And in us they survive.
Our life should feed the springs of fame With a perennial wave, As ocean feeds the babbling founts Which find in it their grave.
Ye skies drop gently round my breast, And be my corslet blue, Ye earth receive my lance in rest, My faithful charger you;
Ye stars my spear-heads in the sky, My arrow-tips ye are; ​I see the routed foemen fly, My bright spears fixèd are.
Give me an angel for a foe, Fix now the place and time, And straight to meet him I will go Above the starry chime.
And with our clashing bucklers' clang The heavenly spheres shall ring, While bright the northern lights shall hang Beside our tourneying.
And if she lose her champion true, Tell Heaven not despair, For I will be her champion new, Her fame I will repair.
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Nature's Child

NATURE'S CHILD
I am the autumnal sun, With autumn gales my race is run; When will the hazel put forth its flowers, Or the grape ripen under my bowers? When will the harvest or the hunter's moon, Turn my midnight into mid-noon? I am all sere and yellow, And to my core mellow. The mast is dropping within my woods, The winter is lurking within my moods, And the rustling of the withered leaf Is the constant music of my grief.
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Pilgrims

PILGRIMS
'Have you not seen In ancient times Pilgrims pass by Toward other climes? With shining faces, Youthful and strong, Mounting this hill With speech and with song?'
'Ah, my good sir, I know not those ways: Little my knowledge, Tho' many my days. ​When I have slumbered, I have heard sounds As of travellers passing These my grounds:
''Twas a sweet music Wafted them by, I could not tell If afar off or nigh. Unless I dreamed it, This was of yore: I never told it To mortal before;
'Never remembered But in my dreams, What to me waking A miracle seems.'
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Sic Vita

SIC VITA
I am a parcel of vain strivings tied By a chance bond together, Dangling this way and that, their links Were made so loose and wide, Methinks, For milder weather.
​A bunch of violets without their roots, And sorrel intermixed, Encircled by a wisp of straw Once coiled about their shoots, The law By which I'm fixed.
A nosegay which Time clutched from out Those fair Elysian fields, With weeds and broken stems, in haste, Doth make the rabble rout That waste The day he yields.
And here I bloom for a short hour unseen, Drinking my juices up, With no root in the land ​To keep my branches green, But stand In a bare cup.
Some tender buds were left upon my stem In mimicry of life, But ah! the children will not know, Till time has withered them, The woe With which they're rife.
But now I see I was not plucked for nought, And after in life's vase Of glass set while I might survive, But by a kind hand brought Alive To a strange place.
​That stock thus thinned will soon redeem its hours, And by another year, Such as God knows, with freer air, More fruits and fairer flowers Will bear, While I droop here.
# Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Some Tumultuous Little Rill

SOME TUMULTUOUS LITTLE RILL
Some tumultuous little rill, Purling round its storied pebble, Tinkling to the selfsame tune, From September until June, Which no drought doth e'er enfeeble.
Silent flows the parent stream, And if rocks do lie below, Smothers with her waves the din, As it were a youthful sin, Just as still, and just as slow.
# Pindar and Anacreon/Pindar

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Wheelwright's translation of Pindar's Victory Odes
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PINDAR.
TRANSLATED BY
THE REV. C. A. WHEELWRIGHT.
PREBENDARY OF LINCOLN.
PINDAR
CONTENTS.
| | | | PAGE |
| Preface | Preface | Preface | v |
| Biographical Sketch of Pindar | Biographical Sketch of Pindar | Biographical Sketch of Pindar | vii |
| THE OLYMPIC ODES. ||||
| Of the Olympic Games | Of the Olympic Games | Of the Olympic Games | 16 |
| Ode | I. | | 17 |
| — | II. | | 25 |
| — | III. | | 32 |
| — | IV. | | 37 |
| — | V. | | 39 |
| — | VI. | | 42 |
| — | VII. | | 50 |
| — | VIII. | | 58 |
| — | IX. | | 63 |
| — | X. | | 70 |
| — | XI. | | 76 |
| — | XII. | | 78 |
| — | XIII. | | 80 |
| — | XIV. | | 87 |
| THE PYTHIAN ODES. ||||
| Of the Pythian Games | Of the Pythian Games | Of the Pythian Games | 90 |
| Ode | I. | | 91 |
| — | II. | | 100 |
| — | III. | | 107 |
| — | IV. | | 115 |
| — | V. | | 133 ​ |
| — | VI. | | 140 |
| — | VII. | | 143 |
| — | VIII. | | 145 |
| — | IX. | | 151 |
| — | X. | | 159 |
| — | XI. | | 164 |
| — | XII. | | 168 |
| THE NEMEAN ODES. ||||
| Of the Nemean Games | Of the Nemean Games | Of the Nemean Games | 172 |
| Ode | I. | | 173 |
| — | II. | | 177 |
| — | III. | | 180 |
| — | IV. | | 185 |
| — | V. | | 191 |
| — | VI. | | 196 |
| — | VII. | | 200 |
| — | VIII. | | 207 |
| — | IX. | | 211 |
| — | X. | | 216 |
| — | XI. | | 223 |
| THE ISTHMIAN ODES. ||||
| Of the Isthmian Games | Of the Isthmian Games | Of the Isthmian Games | 228 |
| Ode | I. | | 229 |
| — | II. | | 233 |
| — | III. | | 236 |
| — | IV. | | 238 |
| — | V. | | 243 |
| — | VI. | | 247 |
| — | VII. | | 251 |
| — | VIII. | | 255 |
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# Pindar and Anacreon/Pindar/Isthmian Odes

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THE ISTHMIAN ODES.
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| Of the Isthmian Games | Of the Isthmian Games | Of the Isthmian Games | 228 |
| Ode | I. | | 229 |
| — | II. | | 233 |
| — | III. | | 236 |
| — | IV. | | 238 |
| — | V. | | 243 |
| — | VI. | | 247 |
| — | VII. | | 251 |
| — | VIII. | | 255 |
OF THE ISTHMIAN GAMES.
These games received their name from the isthmus of Corinth, the scene of their celebration. The traditional account of their origin is, that they were instituted by Sisyphus, king of Corinth, and brother of Athamas, B. C. 1326, to commemorate the metamorphosis of Melicerta, son of Athamas and Ino, into a sea deity, named afterward Palæmon by the Greeks, and Portumnus by the Latins, whom his mother had in her phrensy thrown with herself into the sea; after which the name of Ino was changed to Leucothea. (See the opening of the eleventh Pythian ode.) Melicerta was saved from death by the Nereids, one of whom appeared to Sisyphus, and enjoined him to institute games in order to commemorate this event. They were sacred to Neptune, as the Olympic were to Jupiter, the Pythian to Apollo, and the Nemean to Hercules. Some time after their first celebration they were interrupted by the incursion into Greece of a band of robbers, headed by the fierce and cruel Sciris and Scyron; but at length Theseus, son of Ægeus, cleared the country of these marauders, who terrified strangers from being present at these games, and reinstituted them about B. C. 1220. He changed the time of their celebration from night to day, and they were held after an interval of three years. (See Nem., vi., 69.) Every kind of combat was exhibited at these games, and the reward of the victor at first consisted of a wreath of pine leaves, which was afterward changed to parsley, as being a funereal plant, and therefore more appropriate to games instituted in honour of the drowned Melicerta. The Corinthians originally presided at them; but on the capture of Corinth by Mummius, A. C. 146, this honourable office was transferred to the Sicyonians. Afterward, however, it was restored to the Corinthians, and enjoyed by them as long as the celebration of these games continued. It is to them that St. Paul so finely alludes: (1 Cor., ix., 24–27.)
# Pindar and Anacreon/Pindar/Isthmian Odes/3

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Celebrating the victory of Melissus of Thebes in the Isthmian Games of 474 or 473 B. C. (?).
"The inner number, placed at the end of the several paragraphs, shows the corresponding line of the original." [ note on p. 17 ]
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THE THIRD ISTHMIAN ODE.
TO MELISSUS OF THEBES, VICTOR IN THE QUADRIGÆ.
ARGUMENT.
The poet in this short ode declares that illustrious deeds ought to be celebrated by poetical praises, such as are due to the present Isthmian, and the former Nemean victory achieved by Melissus, by which he emulates the deeds of his ancestors.
Whoe'er of men with bliss is crown'd, Or in the glorious strife renown'd, Or can in potent wealth rejoice, And mental insolence restrain, This man is worthy to obtain 5 The citizens' applauding voice. From thee, oh Jove! to man below Success and valiant efforts flow. They who revere thy sacred name A greater happiness may claim. 10 But not to wayward minds secure Through life that fortune will endure. 10
Fair actions due rewards await; The good 'tis just to celebrate; Just too the victor's name to raise 15 With solemn pomp and liberal praise: While twofold victories impart Sweet transport to Melissus' heart. First in the wooded Isthmian dell, The wreaths of triumph he obtain'd, 20 In the deep-breasted lion's cell, Proclaiming Thebes, th' equestrian crown he gain'd.
His glorious deeds will not disgrace The kindred valour of his race. ​Full well ye know what ancient fame 25 Cleonymus' triumphant chariots claim Through Labdacus' illustrious line Their source his sires maternal trace, And with ancestral riches shine, Devoting their heroic life 30 To the four steeds' laborious strife: While fleeting scenes by turns engage This ever-varying mortal stage, Uninjured by the shocks of time, The gods' bless'd children dwell sublime. 31 35
# Poems (Kimball)

Professor Hamilton Smith,  with the regards of the writer.  September  1897.
Page 165-6
             Harriet McEwen Kimball
POEMS
BY
HARRIET McEWEN KIMBALL
Complete Edition
NEW YORK ANSON D. F. RANDOLPH AND CO.
38 West Twenty-Third Street
1889
Copyright, 1889,
By Harriet McEwen Kimball.
University Press:
John Wilson and Son, Cambridge
CONTENTS.
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# Poems (McDonald)

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POEMS,
BY
MRS. MARY NOEL McDONALD.
NEW-YORK:
1844.
COPY-RIGHT SECURED.
Pudney, Hooker & Russel, Printers
​A volume like the present, whose circulation it was supposed would be a limited one, seems scarcely to require an introduction: but, having met with a success which has far exceeded the writer's expectations, she deems it proper to state, that many of the pieces have previously appeared in the periodicals of the day, and are now for the first time collected. They have not been arranged in the order of their dates, but in accordance with their subjects—those at the close of the volume being the productions of earlier years.
CONTENTS.
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# Poems (McDonald)/An Old Man's Reminiscence

AN OLD MAN'S REMINISCENCE.
The writer's grandfather, an old revolutionary officer, now on the verge of ninety-two, paid a visit several years since to a house in the city of Albany, in which, more than half a century before, he had been married. The touching narration of his feelings, as he stood in that time-worn apartment, suggested the following lines.
# Poems (Craik)/An Autumn Psalm for 1860

AN AUTUMN PSALM FOR 1860.
"He that goeth forth weeping, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him."
# Poems (Emerson, 1847)

POEMS.
BY
R. W. EMERSON.
BOSTON:
JAMES MUNROE AND COMPANY.
1847.
Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 1846, by
James Munroe and Company,
in the Clerk's office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.
STEREOTYPED AT THE BOSTON TYPE AND STEREOTYPE FOUNDRY.
CAMBRIDGE: METCALF AND COMPANY, PRINTERS TO THE UNIVERSITY.
CONTENTS.
| | PAGE. |
| THE SPHINX, | 7 |
| EACH AND ALL, | 14 |
| THE PROBLEM, | 17 |
| TO RHEA, | 21 |
| THE VISIT, | 25 |
| URIEL, | 27 |
| THE WORLD-SOUL, | 30 |
| ALPHONSO OF CASTILE, | 36 |
| MITHRIDATES, | 41 |
| TO J. W., | 43 |
| FATE, | 45 |
| GUY, | 48 |
| TACT, | 51 |
| HAMATREYA, | 53 |
| EARTH-SONG, | 54 |
| GOOD-BYE, | 57 ​ |
| THE RHODORA, | 59 |
| THE HUMBLE-BEE, | 60 |
| BERRYING, | 64 |
| THE SNOW-STORM, | 65 |
| WOODNOTES, I., | 67 |
| ——————— II., | 75 |
| MONADNOC, | 94 |
| FABLE, | 115 |
| ODE, | 117 |
| ASTRÆA, | 123 |
| ETIENNE DE LA BOÉCE, | 126 |
| SUUM CUIQUE, | 128 |
| COMPENSATION, | 129 |
| FORBEARANCE, | 130 |
| THE PARK, | 131 |
| FORERUNNERS, | 133 |
| SURSUM CORDA, | 135 |
| ODE TO BEAUTY, | 136 |
| GIVE ALL TO LOVE, | 141 |
| TO ELLEN, | 144 |
| TO EVA, | 147 ​ |
| THE AMULET, | 148 |
| THINE EYES STILL SHINED, | 149 |
| EROS, | 150 |
| HERMIONE, | 151 |
| INITIAL, DÆMONIC, AND CELESTIAL LOVE, | 156 |
| THE APOLOGY, | 178 |
| MERLIN, I., | 180 |
| ———— II., | 185 |
| BACCHUS, | 188 |
| LOSS AND GAIN, | 192 |
| MEROPS, | 194 |
| THE HOUSE, | 195 |
| SAADI, | 197 |
| HOLIDAYS, | 206 |
| PAINTING AND SCULPTURE, | 208 |
| FROM THE PERSIAN OF HAFIZ, | 209 |
| GHASELLE, | 217 |
| XENOPHANES, | 219 |
| THE DAY'S RATION, | 221 |
| BLIGHT, | 223 |
| MUSKETAQUID, | 227 ​ |
| DIRGE, | 232 |
| THRENODY, | 236 |
| HYMN, SUNG AT THE COMPLETION OF THE CONCORD MONUMENT, | 250 |
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# Poems (Emerson, 1847)/Astræa

Astraea, in Greek mythology, was the personification of justice.
ASTRÆA.
Himself it was who wrote His rank, and quartered his own coat. There is no king nor sovereign state That can fix a hero's rate; Each to all is venerable, Cap-a-pie invulnerable, Until he write, where all eyes rest, Slave or master on his breast.
I saw men go up and down, In the country and the town, With this prayer upon their neck,— 'Judgment and a judge we seek.' Not to monarchs they repair, Nor to learned jurist's chair; But they hurry to their peers, To their kinsfolk and their dears; ​Louder than with speech they pray,— 'What am I! companion, say.' And the friend not hesitates To assign just place and mates; Answers not in word or letter, Yet is understood the better; Is to his friend a looking-glass, Reflects his figure that doth pass. Every wayfarer he meets What himself declared repeats, What himself confessed records, Sentences him in his words; The form is his own corporal form, And his thought the penal worm.
Yet shine forever virgin minds, Loved by stars and purest winds, Which, o'er passion throned sedate, Have not hazarded their state; Disconcert the searching spy, Rendering to a curious eye ​The durance of a granite ledge To those who gaze from the sea's edge. It is there for benefit; It is there for purging light; There for purifying storms; And its depths reflect all forms; It cannot parley with the mean,— Pure by impure is not seen. For there's no sequestered grot, Lone mountain tarn, or isle forgot, But Justice, journeying in the sphere, Daily stoops to harbor there.