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# Poems of Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in The Casket, 1829/The Fountain

THE FOUNTAIN.
A BALLAD
Why startest thou back from that fount of sweet water?
 The roses are drooping while waiting for thee;
‘Ladye, 'tis dark with the red hue of slaughter,
 There is blood on that fountain—oh! whose may it be?’
Uprose the ladye at once from her dreaming,
 Dreams born of sighs from the violets round,
The jasmine bough caught in her bright tresses, seeming
 In pity to keep the fair prisoner it bound;
Tear-like the white leaves fell round her, as, breaking
 The branch in her haste, to the fountain she flew,
The wave and the flowers o'er its mirror were reeking,
 Pale, as the marble around it, she grew.
She followed its track to the grove of the willow,
 To the bower of the twilight it led her at last,
There lay the bosom so often her pillow,
 But the dagger was in it, its beating was past.
Round the neck of the youth a light chain was entwining,
 The dagger had cleft it, she joined it again,
One dark curl of his, one of her's like gold shining.
 "They hoped this would part us, they hoped it in vain.
Race of dark hatred, the stern unforgiving,
 Whose hearts are as cold as the steel which they wear.
By the blood of the dead, the despair of the living,
 Oh, house of my kinsman, my curse be your share!"
She bowed her fair face on the sleeper before her,
 Night came and shed its cold tears on her brow;
Crimson the blush of the morning past o'er her,
 But the cheek of the maiden returned not its glow.
Pale on the earth are the wild flowers weeping,
 The cypress their column, the night-wind their hymn,
These mark the grave where those lovers are sleeping
 Lovely—the lovely are mourning for them.
# Poems of Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in The Cabinet of Modern Art, 1837/La Rosa Parlante

* LA ROSA PARLANTE
* Painted by Alfred Edward Chalon R. A.Engraved by E. J. Portbury
LA ROSA PARLANTE.
BY MISS L. E. LANDON.
I. I breathe on the roses I offer to thee,—
Every leaf that uncloses says something from me; They come from our garden—that summer world where
The soft blossoms harden to cherry and pear,
Where fruit and where flowers together unfold,
And the morning’s bright hours call the bee to his gold!
II.
On the wreath that I bind thee our summer has shone,
Ah! where will it find thee—afar and alone!
The walls that have bound thee are dusky and high,
And dark roofs are round thee that shut out the sky,—
But the roses I gather will bring thee again
Our valley’s soft weather, its sunshine and rain.
III.
When art thou returning—how long wilt thou roam!
The wealth thou art earning is not worth thy home.
The lark’s lightest singing awakes me from sleep
That thine image was bringing—I waken and weep!
By the prayers that attend thee—the fond hearts that yearn,
Let the roses I send, say—“return, love, return!”
IV.
To thy heart let them enter!—’mid care and ’mid toil
Hath its innermost centre one spot without soil—
Where the cold world is measured by truth not its own,
And my image is treasured—loved—loving and lone!
Though life have encrusted its rust on the shrine,
That heart may be trusted—I know it by mine!
# Poems of Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in The Casket, 1829/Fairy Land

FAIRY LAND.
It came, as Aladdin uprose at thy call,
The lattice of gems in that peerless hall.
A land where the sky was as April's sky,
When the blue streak spreads, and the clouds pass by.
And yet it was changeable, shine and showers
Alternately lighted and wept o'er the flowers.
There sprung together each blossom that grows,
For the snow-drop was sleeping under the rose;
The ivy was wreathing around the vine,
And the violet lay on the golden pine;
It often was lonely:—the lover's light lute
Breathed sweetly when birds and leaves were mute;
And if a sigh stole on the air,
It turn'd to music in wandering there.
Sometimes, as glimmer the shadows o'er glass,
We saw thrice glorious visions pass:
Palaces, lighted for midnight and mirth;
Cities, whose towers were the wonders of earth;
Pageants, that sparkled with gems and with gold;
Banners, that swept with each purple fold,
Heavy from broiderie; plumes of snow,
With the meteor-like eye that flash'd dark below;
And shining cuirass, and silver shield,
Told of warriors bound for some gallant field.
Then chang'd the scene to some festal room,
Where the steps were light, and the cheeks were bloom;
And dancers link'd each ivory hand
In the maze of the graceful saraband;
And the ruby wine cup fresh lustre shed,
As the lips that were quaffing it lent it their red.
Then it changed again to some orange grove,
Where a gentle cavalier whispered love;
And words were murmured so low, so clear,
That the nightingale paused in his song to hear.
"Now tell me where is this lovely strand,
I deemed not our earth such fairy land:
Is it our own fair queen of the main,
Or Italy's gardens, or sunny Spain;
Or is it some isle the Atlantic hides,
Like a treasured gem, 'mid its azure tides?"
"Now, out on thy guessing, canst thou not see?
I speak of the fair world of poesie."
# Polk Company v. Glover

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United States Supreme Court
305 U.S. 5
Polk Company v. Glover
Argued: Oct. 20, 1938. --- Decided: Nov 7, 1938
Appeal from the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of Florida.
Messrs. H. Thomas Austern, of Washington, D.C., and John B. Sutton, of Tampa, Fla., for appellants.
Messrs. Wm. C. Pierce, of Tampa, Fla., and John L. Graham, of Tallahassee, Fla., for appellee.
PER CURIAM.

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# Pollard v. Hagan

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44 U.S. 212
Pollard v. Hagan

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# Poems (Kennedy)/Sweet o' The Day

POEMS
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Inscription 03 - For the Apartment in Chepstow-Castle

INSCRIPTION III.
For the Apartment in Chepstow-Castle, where HENRY MARTEN the Regicide was imprisoned Thirty Years.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Inscription 04 - For a Monument at Silbury-Hill

INSCRIPTION IV.
For a MONUMENT at SILBURY-HILL.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Inscription 06 - For a Tablet on the Banks of a Stream

INSCRIPTION VI.
For a TABLET on the Banks of a Stream.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Inscription 07 - For the Cenotaph at Ermenonville

INSCRIPTION VII.
For the CENOTAPH at ERMENONVILLE.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/John, Samuel, and Richard

JOHN, SAMUEL, & RICHARD.
Time, Evening.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Mary

Mary.
​The story of the following ballad was related to me, when a school boy, as a fact which had happened in the North of England. I have adopted the metre of Mr. Lewis's Alonzo and Imogene—a poem deservedly popular. The ballad, however little valuable in itself, derives a value now from having been made the subject of one of Mr. Barker's pictures.
MARY.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/On a landscape of Gaspar Poussin

On a LANDSCAPE of GASPAR POUSSIN.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Inscription 02 - For a Cavern that overlooks the River Avon

INSCRIPTION II.
For a CAVERN that overlooks the River AVON.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Inscription 05 - For a Monument in the New Forest

INSCRIPTION V.
For a MONUMENT in the NEW FOREST.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/On my own Miniature Picture

On my own
MINIATURE PICTURE,
Taken at Two Years of Age.
# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 3

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# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 3/August 1873/Correspondence

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HYDROPHOBIA AN ACTUAL, NOT ALWAYS AN IMAGINARY DISEASE.
To the Editor of the Popular Science Monthly:
NO doubt it is true that many persons have become ill, after being bitten by dogs, under a strong apprehension of hydrophobia. But, while scientific medical men ought to be, and mostly are, ready always to study "anew," that is, in view of all new facts, their oldest and most firmly-held opinions, yet some things have been clearly ascertained on this subject—not as matters of opinion, but as facts: First, that dogs (and, less often, some other animals) are subject to attacks of rabies, having a period of incubation, after being bitten, averaging, according to Youatt, five or six weeks. Also, every author of standing on the practice of medicine or surgery recognizes the fact that about one in ten of those human beings, of any and all ages, who are bitten by rabid dogs, will be, mostly within a month or six weeks, affected with symptoms entirely peculiar, ending in death in a few days, notwithstanding all the methods of treatment yet devised and used.
But the cases occurring in children are certainly the most convincing. Twenty years ago, I saw such a case, the whole history of which was known to me, in a boy eight years of age. My friend Dr. Lodge, of Montgomery County, Pennsylvania, informs me that, a few years since, he had charge of the case of a child of five years of age, some account of which occurs in Gross's standard work on surgery.
The importance of a right popular apprehension of the truth on this subject is considerable. Not only is it necessary that every clearly rabid animal should be killed promptly, and every suspected one fastened up and watched in security, but also that due measures of prevention should be resorted to at once, when any one is bitten. These measures (generally known) are, either the removal of the part, when practicable, or thorough cauterization. Should the idea become common that there is no such disease as hydrophobia in the human subject, as appears to be intimated in the article in your interesting "Miscellany," in The Popular Science Monthly for June, all such precautions are likely to be neglected, at the imminent risk of many lives, which, by means of such measures (if they be resorted to immediately), can be protected from this truly terrible malady.
* Very respectfully,
* Henry Hartshorne.
THE TRANSFUSION OF BLOOD.
To the Editor of the Popular Science Monthly:
W. Woodbridge, M.D.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (I am here in thine own old home again)

Glasslough, March 8, 1836.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (It is a morn in Autumn time)

October 6, 1841.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (Oh! come and view these scenes so fair)

Torquay, October 19, 1830.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (My children, for whom first these simple lays)

Easter, 1846.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (Oh! when on yonder moon I gaze)

Torquay, February 3, 1831.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (Oh! when some lone familiar strain)

May 8, 1533.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (My days on earth as yet are few)

Torquay, December 22, 1830.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (It is the birth-morn of another year)

January 1, 1836.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (My firstborn! strange and sweet it seems)

July 31, 1838.
# Poems (Toke)/Lines (My love, I brought no wreath of song)

December 1, 1851.
# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 42/March 1893/Obituary Notes

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The death is announced of John Obadiah Westwood, President of the British Entomological Society. He was born in 1805, at Sheffield, and was appointed a Professor of Zoology at Oxford in 1861. He received a royal medal from the Royal Society for his scientific work in 1855, and was elected a member of the Entomological Society in Paris, to succeed Humboldt, in 1860. He was author of an introduction to the Modern Classification of Insects, British Butterflies and their Transformations, and other works of a similar nature.
F. von Hellwald, a well-known Austrian writer on ethnography, died in Bavaria, November 1, 1892, in the fiftieth year of his age. He entered the army, but left it in 1864 to engage in scientific studies, then re-entered it and took part in the Austro-Prussian War. He was for several years editor of Das Ausland. Since 1882 he had devoted himself chiefly to the production of works relating to geography and the history of civilization.
James Plant, of Leicester, a distinguished English local geologist, died in November, 1892, in the seventy-fifth year of his age. He was chairman of the British Association's Committee on Erratic Blocks.
Prof. E. N. Horsford, of Harvard University, died in Cambridge, Mass., January 1st. After four years of service as teacher of mathematics and natural sciences in Albany Female Academy, he spent two years of study and research in the Liebig Laboratory at Giessen. Returning home, he became Rumford Professor of Science applied to the Arts. He afterward submitted plans which led to the foundation of the Lawrence Scientific School, where he spent nineteen years. He then whent into business in the manufacture of chemicals, and became President of the Rumford Chemical Works. He published a paper more than thirty years ago on stilling the waves with oil. He was interested in archæology; published a lexicon of five Indian languages; and tried to determine the location of the ancient settlement of Norumbega on Charles River, Mass.
Amedée Guillemin, one of the most successful and eminent French popularizers of science, died early in January, at his native village of Pierre, France. He was born in 1826, and began the publication of his celebrated works in physics and astronomy in 1864, with La Ciel (the sky). This was followed by similar works on comets, etc., The Physical World, the Petit encydopédie populaire, in sixteen volumes, the books on Steam and Railroads in the Library of Wonders, etc. He was a frequent contributor to La Nature.
# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 44/January 1894/Obituary Notes

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Traugott Friedrich Kützing, a pioneer in the scientific study of the Algæ, died at Nordhausen, September 9, 1893, in the eighty-seventh year of his age. His latest work is more than twenty years old, and all his most important works appeared before 1851. Yet, although much that he did and taught has been superseded or supplemented by more recent investigations, his Phycologia generalis, published in 1843; his Tabulæ phycologiæ, published in twenty volumes, 1845 to 1870; and his Species Algarum, 1849, are still standard works. His extensive collection of dried Algæ has long been in the possession of the University of Leyden.
Dr. Alexander Strauch, Director of the Zoölogical Museum of St. Petersburg, who died in September, 1893, at the age of sixty-one years, was an authority on reptiles and the author of several zoological works.
Prof. Hermann August Hagen, of Harvard College, a distinguished entomologist, died in Boston, Mass., November 9, 1 893. He was born in Königsberg, Prussia, where his ancestors had been connected with the university for two hundred years, and, having pursued his studies there and at other places, settled there in the general practice of medicine. He was assistant in the surgical hospital there and incumbent of local civil offices when he was invited by Prof. Agassiz to come to Cambridge as assistant in entomology at the Museum of Comparative Zoölogy. In 1870 he was made Professor of Entomology at Harvard. His first scientific paper was published in 1834. His publications include more than four hundred articles, of which the most important is the Bibliotheca Entomologica.
# Poems of Optimism/What they saw

Sad man, Sad man, tell me, pray, What did you see to-day?
I saw the unloved and unhappy old, waiting for slow delinquent death to come. Pale little children toiling for the rich, in rooms where sunlight is ashamed to go. The awful alms-house, where the living dead rot slowly in their hideous open graves. And there were shameful things; Soldiers and forts, and industries of death, and devil ships, and loud-winged devil birds, All bent on slaughter and destruction. These and yet more shameful things mine eyes beheld. Old men upon lascivious conquest bent, and young men living with no thought of God; And half clothed women puffing at a weed, aping the vices of the underworld - Engrossed in shallow pleasures and intent on being barren wives. These things I saw. (How God must loathe His earth.)
Glad man, Glad man, tell me, pray, What did you see to-day?
I saw an aged couple, in whose eyes Shone that deep light of mingled love and faith Which makes the earth one room of Paradise, And leaves no sting in death.
I saw fair regiments of children pour, Rank after rank, out of the schoolroom door By Progress mobilised. They seemed to say ‘Let ignorance make way; We are the heralds of a better day.’
I saw the college and the church that stood For all things sane and good.
I saw God’s helpers in the shop and slum Blazing a path for health and hope to come; And men and women of large soul and mind Absorbed in toil for bettering their kind.
Then, too, I saw life’s sweetest sight and best - Pure mothers with dear babies at the breast, These things I saw. (How God must love His earth.)
# Poems of Ossian

With an Introduction, Historical and Critical, by George Eyre-Todd
The Canterbury Poets.
POEMS OF OSSIAN.
⁂ FOR FULL LIST OF THE VOLUMES IN THIS SERIES, SEE CATALOGUE AT END OF BOOK.
* Poems of Ossian.
* Translated by James Macpherson.
* With an Introduction, Historical and Critical, by George Eyre-Todd.
* The Walter Scott Publishing Co., Ltd.
* London and Felling-on-Tyne
* New York and Melbourne.
CONTENTS.
PAGE
* Cath-Loda: a Poem—
* Fingal: an Ancient Epic Poem—
NOTE.
In this volume the text of Ossian remains as it was left by Macpherson in his edition of 1773, and the poems are presented in the final order arranged by him. The four last translations only, "The Battle of Lora," "Temora," "Conlath and Cuthona," and "Berrathon," have, owing to the exigencies of space, been omitted. Some curtailment has been made of the translator's notes, many of which are polemical and some irrelevant. All, however, have been included which are necessary for the understanding of the text. Perhaps it should be stated here that each of the names used in the poems, like the nomenclature of the Highlands at the present day, has a particular meaning, and that the spelling of most of them was altered by the translator to suit English pronunciation. Thus Dar-thula is Dart-huile, "a woman with fine eyes;" while Lamh-dhearg, "Bloody Hand," has become Lamderg, etc.
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# Poems of Optimism/We must send them out to play

Now much there is need of doing must not be done in haste;  But slowly and with patience, as a jungle is changed to a town.  But listen, my brothers, listen; it is not always so: When a murderer’s hand is lifted to kill, there is no time to waste;  And the way to change his purpose is first to knock him down  And teach him the law of kindness after you give him the blow.
The acorn you plant in the morning will not give shade at noon;  And the thornless cactus must be bred by year on year of toil.  But listen, my brothers, listen; it is not ever the way, For the roots of the poison ivy plant you cannot pull too soon;  If you would better your garden and make the most of your soil,  Hurry and dig up the evil things and cast them out to-day.
The ancient sin of the nations no law can ever efface;  We must wait for the mothers of men to grow, and give clean souls to their sons.  But listen, my brothers, listen - when a child cries out in pain, We must rise from the banquet board and go, though the host is saying grace;  We must rise and find the Herod of Greed, who is killing our little ones,  Nor ever go back to the banquet until the monster is slain.
The strong man waits for justice, with lifted soul and eyes,  As a sturdy oak will face the storm, and does not break or bow.  But listen, my brothers, listen; the child is a child for a day; If a merciless foot treads down each shoot, how can the forest rise?  We are robbing the race when we rob a child; we must rescue the children NOW;  We must rescue the little slaves of Greed and send them out to play.
# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 46/April 1895/Obituary Notes

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The Marquis Louis Charles Joseph Gaston de la Saporta, the eminent fossil botanist, and author of many brilliant books on his specialty, died suddenly at Aix, France, in the last week in January. He was born at Saint Zacherie in 1825; was nominated correspondent of the Institute of France in 1876. In his special field he was one of the most industrious students and eminent authorities of the day. Between his first book, on the flora of the Quaternary period, in 1876, and his Paleontological Origin of Cultivated Trees, in 1888, he published at least twenty volumes containing important facts and new discoveries. His last work was on the fossil flora of Portugal. "No one," says M. Albert Gaudry, himself an eminent paleontologist, "has cast so clear light on the history of the formation and successive developments of the vegetable world." The Monthly has been often enriched with translations of his brilliant and suggestive essays.
Prof. Arthur Cayley, the greatest English mathematician, and one of the most eminent mathematicians of any country or time, died in Cambridge, England, January 26th. He was born in Richmond, England, in 1821, and showed a great aptitude and liking at an early age for arithmetical calculations—although it was said of him in later years that he could not count the change for a shilling. He was educated at Cambridge, where he excelled all in mathematics, coming out as senior wrangler and first prize man in 1842; practiced at the bar for several years, without losing his taste or ceasing his devotion to mathematics; and was appointed to the newly instituted Sadlerian Professorship of Mathematics at Cambridge, in 1863, after he had already contributed about three hundred papers to the Royal Society. As a mathematician he is perhaps most famous as the discoverer of the Theory of Invariants, which, according to Prof. Salmon, has given a new aspect to several departments of the science. The Royal Society's list contains the titles of seven hundred and twenty-four papers and memoirs by Cayley, down to 1883, while the number now would probably be about eight hundred. Prof. Cayley was active and efficient in many other spheres than that of mathematics. He was an early member of the Alpine Club. He was familiar with many European languges. He delivered a course of lectures at Johns Hopkins University in the winter of 1882-'83. He was President of the British Association at Southport in 1883. He received the Royal and the Copley medals of the Royal Society, was an officer of the French Legion of Honor, and was an honorary member of many learned societies at home and abroad. His mathematical papers are in course of publication in a series of ten quarto volumes, of which seven have appeared.
# Poems upon Several Occasions/82

Written under Mrs. Hare's Name upon a Drinking-Glass.
THE Gods of Wine, and Wit, and Love, prepare With chearful Bowls to celebrate the Fair, Love in enjoin'd to name his Fav'rite Toast, And Hare's the Goddess that delights him most; Phœbus approved, and bids the Trumpets sound, And Bacchus, in a Bumper, sends it round.