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# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1826/Fragment 1

Literary Gazette, 5th August, 1826, Page 492
ORIGINAL POETRY.
FRAGMENTS.
I.
There are ten thousand visions of delight
Floating around, as if their birth and flight
Were with the golden showers of day that fall
Through the thick leaves,—would I could live them all!
Beautiful fancies, wherefore are not ye
Hopes, wishes, that are possible to be?
 I would I were a Fairy,—I would dwell
In the pavilion of yon blue harebell,
Companion of the butterfly and bee,
Whose honey treasures should be shared with me.
Or, for an older dream,—would yon lone wood
Had me the Oread of its solitude—
The gentle spirit of the place, to shed
New springs of flowers at my lightest tread,
And, with the sunny waves of my bright hair,
To shake out dew and freshness every where:
And when my green and summer life was past
To die with one sweet pining song at last.
 Alas! alas! we feel too much we live
But by earth's soil and sorrow: I would give
My own apart existence, to be blent
With the sun-shine, or the blue element.
Would I could plunge into the lighted air
And be, transfused, of it!
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1826/French Renegade

Literary Gazette, 19th August, 1826, Pages 524-525
METRICAL FRAGMENTS.—No. I.
A young French Renegade told Chateaubriand he never gallopped alone in the Desert without a sensation amounting to rapture.
I would not dwell where palaces
 Rise with their marble halls, Though mirror bright and picture fair
 Be on their tapestried walls.
Though for their gardens North and South
 Alike have produce sent,
And songs of many a tuneful lute
 Are with their fountains blent.
The purple couch has feverish sleep—
 The carved roof dreary hour;
And gilded though they be, no chains
 Are like the chains of power.
I would not dwell in the wild bark,
 Cutting the wilder sea;
Why should I wish to gain a port?
 None will have rest for me.
Weary, O! weary it is to gaze
 For days on the blue main,
Round bounded but by the bright heaven
 For which we pine in vain.
I would not dwell in Beauty's bower,
 To bend me at her will;
All rosy as her fetters be,
 Yet they are fetters still.
And maiden smile is vanishing—
 'Tis well it should be so;
When her eye learns Love's deeper light,
 What doth it learn but woe?
And Love's last smile for me has smiled,
 And its last sigh has sighed;
Nor would I change its memory
 For any Love beside.
I will not seek the battle-field—
 The men I there should meet,
What have they done to me to make
 Shedding their life-blood sweet?
It is the veriest madness man
 In maddest mood can frame,
To feed the earth with human gore,
 And then to call it fame.
I have been wrong'd; but were my wrong
 The deadliest wrong ere done,
I would not slay my enemy,
 But bid him still live on:—
And I should deem my vengeance more
 Than the death-wound in strife—
What ills can death inflict like those
 Heap'd on each hour of life?
Neither shall crowded city be
 A home or haunt of mine,
Where heart and head and hand but work
 As the red gold may shine:—
Where the lip learns vague courtesy,
 And falsehood sets the cheek,
And blush and sigh, and laugh and tear,
 But their taught lessons speak:—
Where all is false and base and mean,
 And man toils through his part
Less by the sweat wrung from his brow
 Than the blood wrung from his heart.—
But in yon desert, wild and wide,
 I'll make myself a home,
There with my white steed, comrade mine,
 And with the wind I'll roam.
On like that wind, my snowy barb!
 Enough that we are friends;
No other dwelling will we seek
 Than where thy fleet course ends.
Alone, alone—we'll dwell alone,
 In a world so cold and rude.
Where may the wearied rest in peace?—  Only in solitude.IOLE.
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1826/Frozen Ship

Literary Gazette, 16th September, 1826, Page 588
METRICAL FRAGMENTS.—No. V.
The Frozen Ship.
The fair ship cut the billows,
 And her path lay white behind,
And dreamily amid her sails
 Scarce moved the sleeping wind.
The sailors sang their gentlest songs,
 Whose words were home and love;
Waveless the wide sea spread beneath—
 Placid the heaven above.
But as they sung, each voice turn'd low,
 Albeit they knew not why;
For quiet was the waveless sea,
 And cloudless was the sky.
But the clear air was cold as clear;
 'Twas pain to draw the breath;
And the silence and the chill around
 Were e'en like those of death.
Colder and colder grew the air,
 Spell-bound seem'd the waves to be;
And ere night fell, they knew they were lock'd
 In the arms of that icy sea.
Stiff lay the sail, chain-like the ropes,
 And snow past o'er the main;
Each thought but none spoke of distant home
 They should never see again.
Each look'd upon his comrade's face,
 Pale as funereal stone;
Yet none could touch the other's hand,
 For none could feel his own.
Like statues fixed, that gallant band
 Stood on the dread deck to die;
The sleet was their shroud, the wind their dirge,
 And their churchyard the sea and sky.
—Fond eyes watch'd by their native shore,
 And prayers to the wild winds gave; But never again came that stately ship
 To breast the English wave.
Hope grew fear, and fear grew hope,
 Till both alike were done;
And the bride lay down in her grave alone,
 And the mother without her son.
Years past, and of that goodly ship
 Nothing of tidings came;
Till, in after-time, when her fate had grown
 But a tale of fear and a name—
It was beneath a tropic sky
 The tale was told to me;
The sailor who told, in his youth had been
 Over that icy sea.
He said it was fearful to see them stand,
 Nor the living nor yet the dead,
And the light glared strange in the glassy eyes
 Whose human look was fled.
For frost had done one half life's part,
 And kept them from decay;
Those they loved had mouldered, but these
 Look'd the dead of yesterday.
Peace to the souls of the graveless dead!
 'Twas an awful doom to dree;
But fearful and wondrous are thy works,
 O God! in the boundless sea!
lOLE.
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1826/A Dream

Literary Gazette, 18th February, 1826, Page 109
ORIGINAL POETRY.
A DREAM.
I was wand'ring in my sleep—
O what treasures thou dost keep
In thy wild imaginings,
Spirit of the folded wings!—
 Methought I was in a grove
Sacred to and home of Love;
In it there were thousand flowers,
Changing with the changing hours;
Fountains dancing in the shade
To music by their murmuring made;
While around acacia trees
Trifled with the sun and breeze.
 Wandering step and wandering sight
Were at first enough delight;
I gazed upon the azure sky,
Where the clouds went floating by,
Some tinged with the serpentine
Of the rainbow's opal line—
Others laden with the dew
Which illumines Morning's hue.
Then I mark'd a temple rise,
Made of marble, such as lies
In the vein of virgin snow
Round the Parian mountain's brow,
White as it were snow had grown,
By some magic, into stone.
All were to that shrine addrest,
And I enter'd with the rest;
All asked boons—what could I do,
But like them ask something too?
Down I knelt before the shrine,
Where was placed the Boy divine,
And I pray'd that I might prove
That deep happiness of love
Which will find all that can bless
In its own dear faithfulness.
As the God smiled on my prayer,
Melts the temple into air.
 I waken'd:—said my heart to me,
How like to reality!
Thus, alas! our hopes take flight,
Like the visions of the night!L. E. L.
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1826/Fragment 2

II.
No more, no more, why should I dream
 Dreams that I know are vain?
Why trust the future, when the past
 I would not live again?
Affection,—'tis the glittering wealth
 Of snow-work in the sun;
Pleasure,—the rocket's shining course,
 Ended ere well begun.
Hope, the false music, luring where
 The syren Sorrow dwells;
And Praise a very mockery,  The chime of the fool's bells.
And yet, alas! for the fond time
 When I believed all this,—
Although 'twas nothing but a dream,
 At least the dream was bliss.
The heart is like those fairy rings,
 Where all of green has died;
Yet there, they say, the fairy race
 By moonlight wont to ride.
We hold to that gay creed no more—
 Gone is the elfin reign;
Yet, surely, such fair visions fled
 Is more of loss than gain.
But thus it is, as years pass on,
 Even with our own heart;
We see the visions, one by one,
 Of early youth depart.
We gaze around—all is the same
 O'er which our young eye ranged;
But—sorrow for the heart and eye!—
 Ourselves, ourselves are changed.
L. E. L.
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1826/Greek Song

Literary Gazette, 11th March, 1826, Page 155
ORIGINAL POETRY.
GREEK SONG.
Well, fill the goblet, till the wave
 Dances above the golden rim,
Sparkling as if a thousand stars
 We're floating on the purple brim.
Here is a rose, sweet as if Spring
 Had yielded her first love-sigh there—
This red leaf has touch'd Leila's lip,
 And this has fallen from her hair.
Ay, fling the crimson leaves to float
 Like kisses on the sunny wine—
Hallow it with thy maiden's name—
 Drink thou thy pledge—I will drink mine.
Here drink I to proud Marathon—
 Here drink I to our own blue skies—
Here drink I to the Crescent's fall—
 Here drink I to the Cross's rise—
I drink to the red pine of War,
 And to the olive green of Peace—
Here's to Greece and its memories—
 And here is to the hopes of Greece!
Break, break the cup—no meaner pledge
 This sacred goblet must profane;
And may its fragments emblem those
 Predestined to the Moslem chain!
L. E. L.
# Lad, A Dog

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The correct title of this work is Lad: A Dog. For technical reasons a colon cannot be used in the title.
This work comprises twelve short stories first published in magazines. The novel is loosely based on the life of Terhune's real-life rough collie, Lad. Born in 1902, the real-life Lad was an unregistered collie of unknown lineage originally owned by Terhune's father. Lad's death in 1918 was mourned by many of the story's fans, particularly children.

## Author’s Dedication

My book is dedicated To The Memory Of Lad Thoroughbred in body and soul

## Contents

* Chapter I. His Mate
* Chapter II. “Quiet!”
* Chapter III. A Miracle of Two
* Chapter IV. His Little Son
* Chapter V. For a Bit Of Ribbon
* Chapter VI. Lost!
* Chapter VII. The Throwback
* Chapter VIII. The Gold Hat
* Chapter IX. Speaking of Utility
* Chapter X. The Killer
* Chapter XI. Wolf
* Chapter XII. In the Day of Battle
* Afterword
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# Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice

HOMER'$^S$
BATTLE
OF THE
FROGS and MICE.
[Price 1s. 6d.]
HOMER$^{'s}$
BATTLE
OF THE
Frogs and Mice.
WITH THE
REMARKS of Zoilus.
To which is Prefix'd,
The LIFE of the said Zoilus.
LONDON,
Printed for Bernard Lintot, between the Temple-Gates. MDCCXVII.
* Preface
* The Life of Zoilus
* Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice
* Zoilus's Remarks
* The Remarks of Zoilus upon Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice
* Books Printed for Bernard Lintot, Between the Temple-Gates
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# Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice/Books Printed for Bernard Lintot, Between the Temple-Gates

BOOKS Printed for Bernard Lintot, between the Temple-Gates.
The Rt. Honourable the Ld. Lansdown's Plays.
Mr. Pope's HOMER, Vol. I, II, III, in large and small Paper, Folio.
——— His Miscellaneous Works collected into one Volume, Printed as Homer, in large and small Paper, Fol.
The Embassador and his Functions, Written by Monsieur de Wicquefort, in large and small Paper, Fol.
Fresnoy's Art of Painting, Translated by Mr. Dryden. 2d. Ed.
The 5th Edition of the Clergyman and Gentleman's Recreation in the Art of Gardening, by the Revd. Mr. Lawrence.
The 3d Edition of Letters, Poems and Plays, by Mr. George Farquhar, with Cuts.
The 2d Edition of the Art of Cookery, in Imitation of Horace's Art of Poetry, by Dr. King.
——— His Art of Love, in Imitation of Ovid de Arte amandi.
——— His Miscellanies.
Callipædia, or the Art of getting pretty Children, with Cuts.
The diverting History of the Count de Gabalis.
The 4th Edition of the Rape of the Lock, an Heroi-comical Poem
| The 2d Edition of the Temple of Fame, a Vision. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \\\ \\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | By Mr. Pope. |
| The 2d Edition of Windsor Forrest, a Poem. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \\\ \\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | By Mr. Pope. |
| The 5th Edition of an Essay on Criticism. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \\\ \\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | By Mr. Pope. |
| An Ode on St. Cecilia's Day. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \\\ \\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | By Mr. Pope. |
Miscellany Poems, by Mr. Fenton
| The 2d Edition of Trivia, or the Art of walking London Streets. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \\\ \\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | By Mr. Gay. |
| The 2d Edition of the What d'ye call it, a Tragi-comic-pastoral Farce. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \\\ \\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | By Mr. Gay. |
| Three Hours after Marriage, a Comedy. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \\\ \\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | By Mr. Gay. |
Miscellany Poems by Shakespear, Printed from his own Edition, 1609.
Observations, Rules and Orders, collected out of divers Journals of the House of Commons, enter'd in the Reigns of Edward the VIth, Q. Mary, Q. Elizabeth, K. James I. K. Charles I. and IId. By Old Anthony Earl of Shaftsbury.
The Works of Mr. Edmund Smith, late of Christ-church, Oxon.
# Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice/Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice/Book 1

HOMER'$^S$
BATTLE of the Frogs and Mice.
BOOK I.
# Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice/Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice

* Book I.
* Book II.
* Book III.
# Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice/Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice/Book 2

HOMER'$^S$
BATTLE of the Frogs and Mice.
BOOK II.
# Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice/Homer's Battle of the Frogs and Mice/Book 3

HOMER'$^S$
BATTLE of the Frogs and Mice.
BOOK III.
# Kennedy v. Indianapolis

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United States Supreme Court
103 U.S. 599
Kennedy v. Indianapolis
APPEAL from the Circuit Court of the United States for the District of Indiana.
The facts are stated in the opinion of the court.
The case was argued by Mr. Benjamin Harrison for the appellants, and by Mr. S.C.laypool and Mr. David Turpie for the appellees.
Mr. CHIEF JUSTICE WAITE delivered the opinion of the court.

## Notes

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# Kennedy v. Mendoza-Martinez Rusk

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## Concurring Opinion

    Brennan

## Dissenting Opinion

    Stewart
United States Supreme Court
372 U.S. 144
Kennedy v. Mendoza-Martinez Rusk
Argued: Dec. 4 and 5, 1962. --- Decided: Feb 18, 1963
[Syllabus from pages 144-145 intentionally omitted]
No. 2:
Bruce J. Terris, Washington, D.C., for appellant.
Thomas R. Davis, for appellee.
No. 3:
J. William Doolittle, Washington, D.C., for appellant.
Leonard B. Boudin, New York City, for appellee.
Mr. Justice GOLDBERG delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Kennedy v. Magone

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United States Supreme Court
158 U.S. 212
Kennedy v. Magone
A. P. Ketchum, for plaintiffs in error.
Asst. Atty. Gen. Whitney, for defendant in error.
Mr. Justice WHITE delivered the opinion of the court.

## Notes

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# Jude the Obscure/Part 6

Part Sixth
AT CHRISTMINSTER AGAIN
    "…And she humbled her body greatly,
    and all the places of her joy she filled with her torn
    hair."—Esther (Apoc.).
       "There are two who decline,
       a woman and I,
       And enjoy our death in the darkness
       here."
             —R. Browning.
* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10
* Chapter 11
# Lane v. Hoglund

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United States Supreme Court
244 U.S. 174
Lane v. Hoglund
Argued: April 11, 1917. --- Decided: May 21, 1917
Assistant Attorney General Kearful and Mr. S. W. Williams for plaintiff in error.
Messrs. Francis W. Clements and B. E. Hinton for defendant in error.
Mr. Justice Van Devanter delivered the opinion of the court:

## Notes

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# Lane v. Pueblo of Santa Rosa

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United States Supreme Court
249 U.S. 110
Lane v. Pueblo of Santa Rosa
Argued: Jan. 29, 1919. --- Decided: March 3, 1919
Mr. Solicitor Gen. King and Messrs. Charles D. Mahaffie, of Portland, Or., and C. Edward Wright, of Washington, D. C., for appellants.
Messrs. Ralph S. Rounds, of New York City, Alton M. Cates, of Los Angeles, Cal., and Henry P. Blair, of Washington, D. C., for appellee.
Mr. Justice VAN DEVANTER delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Lane v. Morrison

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United States Supreme Court
246 U.S. 214
Lane v. Morrison
Argued: Jan. 30, 1918. --- Decided: March 4, 1918
Mr. Assistant Attorney General Warren, and Messrs. Alexander T. Vogelsang, of San Francisco, Cal., and C. Edward Wright, Asst. Atty. Gen., for appellants.
Mr. Webster Ballinger, of Washington, D. C., for appellee.
Mr. Justice McREYNOLDS delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Lane v. United States ex rel Mickadiet

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United States Supreme Court
241 U.S. 201
Lane v. United States ex rel Mickadiet
Argued: April 10, 1916. --- Decided: May 22, 1916
Solicitor General Davis and Mr. Robert Szold for plaintiff in error.
[Argument of Counsel from page 202 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Irving F. Baxter, Norris Brown, Edward F. Colladay, and Howard Saxton for defendant in error.
[Argument of Counsel from page 203 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Charles J. Kappler and Harry L.
Mr. Chief Justice White delivered the opinion of the court:

## Notes

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# Lane v. Darlington

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United States Supreme Court
249 U.S. 331
Lane v. Darlington
Argued: March 12, 1919. --- Decided: March 31, 1919
Mr. Assistant Attorney General Kearful, for appellant.
Mr. Francis W. Clements, of Washington, D. C., for appellees.
Mr. Justice HOLMES delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1835/The Lovely Little Flower

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Literary Gazette, 3rd January, 1835, Pages 11-12
The Lovely little Flower.—Goethe.
I know a lovely little flower, a flower for which I pine—
I would go gather it, but bars my heavy hours confine;
Oh, grief, when free, how easily that little flower was mine!
How dark and stern the wooded rocks around my tower ascend!
In vain to seek my little flower a weary look I send,
Or knight or serf who brought it me should be my dearest friend.
The Rose.
'Tis I, the Rose! thy prison-grate has kept us long apart;
But noble is thy spirit, Knight, ill-fated as thou art, Since she that is the queen of flowers is queen too of thy heart.
The Knight.
Now honour to thy purple, beneath its green moss dress,
Fair maidens grow more fair who wreath with thee each auburn tress;
But thou art not the flower I ask to soothe my loneliness.
The Lily.
A haughty beauty is the Rose, she claims the highest place;
But not so dear as that I hold in the true lover's grace,
If his heart beat with love as pure as is my angel face.
The Knight.
Oh, Ladye Lily, my true heart is clear and pure like thee,
Yet cast in prison, long and lone, my weary lot must be—
Still, image of the maid I love, there's one more dear to me.
The Carnation.
That must be me—the gardener's joy and constant care am I;
For beautiful are my striped leaves with many a varied dye—
And odours through my summer-life within those colours lie.
The Knight.
Oh, stately flower, thy radiant leaves arose when morning shone—
Thou settest with the setting sun—yet thou art not mine own:
I ask a little drooping flower that blossometh alone.
The Violet.
I stand amid my large dark leaves, a little hidden flower—
I seldom speak;—if now I break the silence of my bower,
It is to grieve I cannot send my perfume to thy tower.
The Knight.
I love the gentle Violet, so modest and so sweet,
Still it is not the darling one my eyes desire to greet—
The little love on this steep rock, alas, you may not meet.
Beside a brook the truest maid now roams with many a tear—
She seeks a little azure flower amid the waters clear—
She gathers it, and I can feel its influence even here!
Strong is the faith of loving hearts it whispereth to me!
Though long within a prison's walls my heavy lot must be,
Yet am I borne in mem'ry by the true and by the free.
Oh, were I sinking to the grave I often ask in vain,
And welcome Death stood by to loose the wasted captive's chain—
Ah, name me the Forget-me-not, I'd wake to life again!
# Landon in The Literary Gazette 1835/The Black Hunt

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Literary Gazette, 3rd January, 1835, Pages 11-12
The Black Hunt of Litzou.
What is the light from yon deep wood flashing—
 What the sound on the wild wind borne?
What the dark ranks that are onwards dashing
 To the voice of the pealing horn?
Who are they that thundering go?—
It is the Black Hunt of the bold Litzou!
Who are those wooded heights ascending,
 Just sprung from their brief repose,
While the shout and the musket's crash is blending
 With the shriek of dying foes?
Well do the French those rifles know—
It is the Black Hunt of the bold Litzou!
Where the Rhine's flowing, and the vine's growing,
 They spring in their arms from the shore;
Like the lightning they cleave the dark stream's flowing,
 For the enemy flies before!
Ask what dark swimmers heedless go?
It is the Black Hunt of the bold Litzou!
What is the strife that wakens yon valley?
 There are swords that strike in their country's name,—
Around the spark of freedom they rally,
 And the spark hath arisen a goodly flame!
Who are they that strike the blow?
It is the Black Hunt of the bold Litzou!
Who are they in their life-blood lying?
 'Tis the last sunrise they'll see:
It matters not—the French are flying,
 And their father-land is free!
Who are the brave ones now laid low?
It was the Black Hunt of the bold Litzou!
The glorious hunt of the foe is over—
 Calm be the rest of the honoured brave!
Weep ye not for the friend or the lover—  Ours is the day which but dawned on their grave.
Ask ye what true hearts sleep below?
It was the Black Hunt of the brave Litzou!