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# A Practical Treatise on the Law, Privileges, Proceedings and Usage of Parliament/Preface

It is the object of the following pages to describe the various functions and proceedings of Parliament, in a form adapted, as well to purposes of reference, as to a methodical treatment of the subject. The well-known work of Mr. Hatsell abounds with Parliamentary learning, and, except where changes have arisen in the practice of later years, is deservedly regarded as an authority upon all the matters of which it treats. Other works have also appeared, upon particular branches of Parliamentary practice ; or with an incidental rather than direct bearing upon all of them: but no general view of the proceedings of both Houses of Parliament, at the present time, has yet been published; and it is in the hope of supplying some part of this acknowledged deficiency, that the present Treatise has been written.
A theme so extensive has only been confined within the limits of a single volume, by excluding or rapidly passing over such points of constitutional law and history as are not essential to the explanation of proceedings in Parliament; and by preferring brief statements of the general result of precedents, to a lengthened enumeration of the precedents themselves. Copious references are given, throughout the work, to the Journals of both houses, and to other original sources of information : but quotations have been restricted to resolutions and standing orders, to pointed authorities, and to precedents which serve to elucidate any principle or rule of practice better than a more general statement in the text.
The arrangement of the work has been designed with a view to advance from the more- general to the particular and distinct proceedings of Parliament, to avoid repetition, and to prevent any confusion of separate classes of proceedings : and each subject has been treated, by itself, so as to present, first, the rules or principles; secondly, the authorities, if any be applicable; and, thirdly, the particular precedents in illustration of the practice.
# A Practical Treatise on the Law, Privileges, Proceedings and Usage of Parliament

A Practical Treatise on the Law, Privileges, Proceedings and Usage of Parliament (known as Parliamentary Practice or simply Erskine May), is considered part of the Constitution of the United Kingdom. Similarly, it is a highly influential document in many Commonwealth nations, often with strong influence on constitutional convention. A 25th edition was released in 2019.

### Contents

* Preface
* Book I: Constitution, Powers, and Privileges of Parliament
* Book II: Practice and Proceedings in Parliament
* Book III: The Manner of Passing Private Bills
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# A Very Strange Story

As serialized in Once a Week.
* Part 1
* Part 2
# A View of the History, Literature, and Mythology of the Hindoos

* Volume I
* Volume II
# Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies Appropriations Act, 2001

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An Act Making appropriations for Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies programs for the fiscal year ending September 30, 2001, and for other purposes.
    Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America in Congress assembled,

### Section 1.

    (a) The provisions of H.R. 5426 of the 106th Congress, as introduced on October 6, 2000, are hereby enacted into law.
    (b) In publishing this Act in slip form and in the United States Statutes at Large pursuant to section 112 of title 1, United States Code, the Archivist of the United States shall include after the date of approval at the end an appendix setting forth the text of the bill referred to in subsection (a) of this section.
Approved October 28, 2000.

### Endnote.

    The following appendix (114 Stat. 1549A-1) was added pursuant to the provisions of section 1 of this Act.
Appendix — H.R. 5426
    That the following sums are appropriated, out of any money in the Treasury not otherwise appropriated, for Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies for the fiscal year ending September 30, 2001, and for other purposes, namely:
    This Act may be cited as the ``Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies Appropriations Act, 2001´´.

## Legislative History

* H.R. 4461, (S. 2536)
   * HOUSE REPORTS:
   ** No. 106-619 (Comm. on Appropriations)
   ** No. 106-948 (Comm. of Conference)
   * SENATE REPORTS:
   ** No. 106-288 (Comm. on Appropriations)
   * CONGRESSIONAL RECORD, Vol. 146 (2000):
   ** June 29, July 10, 11, considered and passed House.
   ** July 18-20, considered and passed Senate, amended.
   ** Oct. 6, Conference Report filed.
   ** Oct. 11, House agreed to conference report.
   ** Oct. 13, 18, Senate agreed to conference report.
   * WEEKLY COMPILATION OF PRESIDENTIAL DOCUMENTS, Vol. 36 (2000):
   ** Oct. 28, Presidential statement.
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# Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies Appropriations Act, 2001/Title XIII
## TITLE XIII — DEBT REDUCTION
### DEPARTMENT OF THE TREASURY
#### Bureau of the Public Debt
##### Gifts to the United States for Reduction of the Public Debt

       For deposit of an additional amount for fiscal year 2001 into the account established under section 3113(d) of title 31, United States Code, to reduce the public debt, $5,000,000,000.
# Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies Appropriations Act, 2010

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An Act Making appropriations for Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies programs for the fiscal year ending September 30, 2010, and for other purposes.
    Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America in Congress assembled,
    That the following sums are appropriated, out of any money in the Treasury not otherwise appropriated, for Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies programs for the fiscal year ending September 30, 2010, and for other purposes, namely:
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    This Act may be cited as the ``Agriculture, Rural Development, Food and Drug Administration, and Related Agencies Appropriations Act, 2010´´.
Approved October 21, 2009.

## Notes

* ↑ Note: A Table of Contents was not provided in the original text; an abbreviated one has been added here strictly for navigational and editorial purposes. In the orginal text, Title I came immediately after the Enacting Clause.

## Legislative History

* H.R. 2997, (S. 1406)
   * HOUSE REPORTS:
   ** No. 111-181 (Comm. on Appropriations)
   ** No. 111-279 (Comm. of Conference)
   * SENATE REPORTS:
   ** No. 111-39 accompanying S. 1406 (Comm. on Appropriations)
   * CONGRESSIONAL RECORD, Vol. 155 (2009):
   ** July 9, considered and passed House.
   ** Aug. 4, considered and passed Senate, amended.
   ** Sept. 30, Conference report filed.
   ** Oct. 7, House agreed to conference report.
   ** Oct. 8, Senate agreed to conference report.
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# A Sheaf Gleaned in French Fields/The Cow (Victor Hugo)

THE COW.
VICTOR HUGO.
Before the white farm where o'er the threshold festoon Wild creepers—where an old man sits sometimes at noon, Where numbers of fowl strut and display their red crests, And the watch-dog their guardian peacefully rests, Half attentive to the clear trumpet note of their king, Resplendent in sunshine as he claps his strong wing, There stood a cow—chance-brought—on her neck bells jingled, Superb, enormous, red and white intermingled— Gentle, tender, and patient as a hind to its young, She had gathered a bright group of children who hung Under and around her,—village children, with teeth White as marble peeping their red lips underneath, And bushy hair in disorder; fresh and more brown Than the mossy old walls in the skirts of a town, Obstreperous—all calling together with cries For other much younger to take shares in the prize; The bands steal without pity, though they tremble with fear, And look furtive around lest the milkmaid appear, With ruby lips—lips joyous, that haply cause pain, With fingers that busy, press again and again, The full udders transpierced with a thousand small pores, They draw the sweet nectar amid laughter and roars,
While she, the good mother, with a skin soft as silk White and red, rich laden with her treasure of milk, Powerful and kind, the most liberal of givers, Under their hands is still. Scarce now and then shivers Her bright side more shaded than the flank of a pard As they pull. She seems carved in stone massive and hard; Dreamy, large-eyed, and calm, she desires no release, But looks vaguely in air, a grand picture of peace. Thus Nature—our refuge, 'gainst the arrows of fate! Universal Mother, as indulgent as great! Thus all at once, creatures of every age and rank, Shadow and milk we search, in thine eternal flank; The mystic and carnal, the wise and foolish, come there, The spirits retiring, and the spirits that dare, Sages with halos bound, poets with laurels crowned, All creep under thy breast, or encircle thee round. And whilst well-nigh famished, with eager joyful cries From thy source endless, we draw our needed supplies, Quench our heart's thirst, and ask and obtain what must soon Form our blood and our soul, as a free gift and boon, Respire in long waves thy sacred flame and thy light, From all that greets our ears, or our touch, or our sight— The leaves and the mountains, the blue sky and green sod, Thou undistracted and still—thou dreamest of thy God!
# A Sheaf Gleaned in French Fields/The Child on the Sea-shore (Auguste Vacquerie)

THE CHILD ON THE SEA-SHORE.
AUGUSTE VACQUERIE.
It gives the vertigo—the rock is so steep, And then on all sides is the wild foaming deep, Not a sign of human existence, not a trace: In this sinister spot, where the world disappears, A little boy, fearless, where everyone fears, Is seated alone,—as the king of the place.
Sole, weak and helpless;—unwatched by its mother! The rock and the sea seem to fight with each other; If they wished to destroy this child of the isles, The mount has just to loose a bit of its stone, The sea to urge forward a breaker alone, To crush or to whelm—but the child only smiles.
In truth, the high rock that seems heaven to invade Leans with affection, leans to give him some shade, And shield him from winds; and the monstrous ocean Licks timid his feet. Oh, Rock sombre, 'tis right To change thy high pride—thus, thus to devotion! And Sea, thou dost wisely to cringe in his sight!
For this little child—he is Man! Great on all hands— He mourns and he suffers, and 'tis he who commands! Eagle in spirit, the vulture untiring Gnaws right in his heart—but he gazes above! What, O Rock, is thy height to his genius aspiring? What thy unrest, O Sea, by the side of his love?
# A Sheaf Gleaned in French Fields/The Chimney Corner (Théophile Gautier)

THE CHIMNEY CORNER.
THÉOPHILE GAUTIER.
Let the rain on the roofs all its wild deluge pour, Let the elm by the road feel a shock to the core, Lean forward, and totter at the will of the storm! Let the heights of the rock roll the avalanche down, Let the torrents rave hoarse, and in night's murky frown Let old Chaos appear in its primitive form!
Let it freeze! And with noise unremitting the hail On the closed casement strike, and the wind weirdly wail Round and round the old farm like a spirit unblest! What matters! What matters! Here's my hearth corner gay, On my knees a sleek kitten that purrs in its play, A book to amuse me, and my sofa to rest!
# A Sheaf Gleaned in French Fields/The Clarions of Thought (Les Châtiments, Victor Hugo)

THE CLARIONS OF THOUGHT.
VICTOR HUGO.
(Les Châtiments.)
Sound, sound for ever clarions of thought! When Joshua 'gainst the high-walled city fought, He marched around it with his head raised high, His troops in serried order following nigh, But not a sword was drawn, no blood outsprang, Only the trumpets the shrill onset rang. At the first round smiled scornfully the king, And at the second said, half-wondering, 'Hop'st thou with noise my fortress to break down?' At the third turn, the ark of old renown Went forward, then the trumpets sounding loud, And then the troops with ensigns waving proud. Stepped out upon the old walls children dark, With horns to mock the notes, and hiss the ark. At the fourth turn, braving the Israelites, Women appeared on crenulated heights— The battlements embrowned with age and rust— And hurled upon the Hebrews stones and dust, And spun and sang when weary of the game. At the fifth time up came the blind and lame, And with wild uproar clamorous and high, Railed at the clarion ringing in the sky.
At the sixth time, upon a tower's high crest, So high that there the eagle built his nest, So hard that on it lightnings struck in vain, Appeared in merriment the king again; 'These Hebrews good musicians are, it seems,' He said, loud laughing, 'but they live on dreams.' The princes laughed, submissive to the king, Laughed all the courtiers in a glittering ring, And thence the laughter spread through all the town.
At the seventh time,——the solid walls fell down.
# A Sheaf Gleaned in French Fields/The Dawn (Les Châtiments, Victor Hugo)

THE DAWN.
VICTOR HUGO.
(Les Châtiments.)
A Sudden shudder sweeps across the plain Still dark. It is the morning hour again, The hour when loved Pythagoras to muse, And Hesiod thoughtful walked on glittering dews, The hour when, tired of watching through the night The sombre heavens and each mysterious light, The herdsmen of Chaldea felt a chill, That horror of deep darkness, and that thrill, That comes o'er watchers when their forces fail. Down there, the fall of water in the vale Seems wrinkled in a thousand folds, and shines Like a rich satin garment. O'er the pines Upon the sad horizon gleams the Morn, Whose teeth the pearls, whose lips the roses scorn, An Eastern beauty—Ruth amid the corn. The oxen dream and bellow; bullfinch, thrush, And whistling jay awake in every bush; And from the wood in wild confusion blent Resound the chirp and hum from throats long pent; The sheep display their fleece across the fence, Not white as snow, but of a gold intense; And the young girl upon her bed of down, Fresh as a rose, black-eyed, in shadow brown, With shoulders white emerging from her gown,
But half awake—thrusts out a foot that tries To find the Chinese slipper ere she rise.
Praise be to God! After the sullen night Always arrives the day, the welcome light Eternal. On the mount wave heath and broom, Nature superb and tranquil dons her bloom, The light awakes the brood, the young ones cry, The cottage lifts its smoke-wreath to the sky, Arrows of gold their way through forests force; Sooner than stop the sun upon its course, One might reform the mean ignoble ways Of those that rule us in these evil days, To honour turn, to public good incline, The soul of minister and base divine, And mighty Cæsar reeling from his wine.
# A Sheaf Gleaned in French Fields/The Dream of Lucretia (François Ponsard)

THE DREAM OF LUCRETIA.
FRANÇOIS PONSARD.
I dreamt I entered in a sacred temple Amidst a crowd. It might be said that Rome Pressed to this single spot to its last man, And that to give access to all this throng, The human wave that ever, ever grew, The temple walls went on enlarging still. Then, unto Romulus, our common sire, To render him propitious to the land, The Quirinal Priest prepared to sacrifice. The chosen victim by the altar stood, Its skin already strown with flour and salt; Wine from the vase was sprinkled on the front Where have their base the formidable horns; And the Priest uttered in his solemn voice The prayer:—'O God Quirinus, we entreat Of these libations thine acceptance. Grant That Rome amongst the nations be supreme.' He ceased, and silence reigned in that vast hall. Shivered, in expectation, every soul: When suddenly a strident voice was heard At which the temple trembled, as with fear. 'Far, far from me these offerings! Shall I drink The blood of beasts? I long for human blood. The pure blood of a woman must be shed. Then shall your prayers be heard, and Rome be great.'
Thus spake the god,—and in that very time Vanished the victim, in some way unknown, And on the altar I,—I found myself Stretched in its place, awaiting for the axe Suspended. There I lay with blanching cheek, Paler and paler as the minutes passed, Until a pillar opening, out there came A deadly serpent. Crawling, it advanced, Drawing along the flags its glittering rings, Proud of their rich resplendence, moving slow, And slower still, as certain of its prey. It neared—it rose—and on my body frail Coiled its chill slimy almost frozen length. My hair stood up with fright, my flesh Crept with the horror of that humid clasp; My voice was strangled in my arid throat; I tried to fly—I could not even move— Fixed with wild terror and deep loathing there, Spell-bound and fascinated. Like an arm Of flexile iron winding round and round The hideous monster wrapt me in its folds, Tightening his grasp obdurate, more and more; Then raised its head, from whence a fiery tongue, Keen as a glave, like lightning darted forth. It fixed its eyes, like torches, on my eyes, It breathed upon my face an odour strange, An odour of the tomb. The fiery tongue, Tasting in hope beforehand human blood, Ran o'er my frame still motionless and cold, Meditating the deadly wound. Then came A rush of darkness, and I saw no more, Nor felt I aught. . . . My torturer had fled, Leaving a sword deep-buried in my heart. And wonder new! The rapid streaming drops
That from the wound fell down upon the stones Gave birth, in falling, to battalions armed, More close than on the furrows serried corn, More numerous than the desert's endless sands, And all the combatants had an air superb, And carried for their ensigns, not the rods Knotted together, but tall brazen pikes Surmounted with an eagle each of gold, That menaced South and East and West and North. At last I starting woke and sat upright, Full of my frightful dream—so full indeed, That I believed I felt within my heart The sharp cold of the glave, deep-buried still.
# A Sheaf Gleaned in French Fields/The Cedars of Lebanon (A. de Lamartine)

THE CEDARS OF LEBANON.
A. DE LAMARTINE.
Eagles that wheel above our crests, Say to the storms that round us blow, They cannot harm our gnarled breasts Firm rooted as we are, below. Their utmost efforts we defy! They lift the sea-waves to the sky, But when they wrestle with our arms Nervous and gaunt, or lift our hair, Balanced within its cradle fair The tiniest bird has no alarms.
Sons of the rock, no mortal hand Here planted us; God-sown we grew. We're the diadem green and grand On Eden's summit that He threw. When waters in a deluge rose Our hollow flanks could well enclose Awhile, the whole of Adam's race; And children of the patriarch Within our forest built the Ark Of covenant, foreshadowing grace.
We saw the tribes as captives led, We saw them back return anon; As rafters have our branches dead Covered the porch of Solomon.
And later, when the Word made Man Came down in God's salvation-plan To pay for sin the ransom price, The beams that formed the Cross we gave, These, red in blood of power to save, Were altars of the Sacrifice.
In memory of such great events Men come to worship our remains, Kneel down in prayer within our tents, And kiss our old trunks' weather-stains. The saint, the poet, and the sage Hear, and shall hear from age to age, Sounds in our foliage like the voice Of many waters. In these shades, Their burning words are forged like blades, While their uplifted souls rejoice.
# A Sheaf Gleaned in French Fields/The Doves (Théophile Gautier)

THE DOVES.
THÉOPHILE GAUTIER.
On the hill-side—up there—close to the tombs, A straight, straight palm-tree lifts proudly its head, Like a warrior tall, with green waving plumes; There rest the white doves when daylight has fled.
But at the grey dawn they all quit the boughs, Like a collar of pearls strown over the sky, They scatter in air; some wheel round the brows Of hills, and some rest on the cottage roofs high.
My soul is the tree, where roost every night Wild dreams in white swarms, I may not portray, With tremulous wings from heaven they drop bright, To vanish at morn—for ever away.