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# Poems, in Two Volumes (Wordsworth, 1807)/Volume 1/Notes

NOTES
to the
FIRST VOLUME.
NOTES.
NOTE I.
Page 1.—To the Daisy. This Poem, and two others to the same Flower, which the Reader will find in the second Volume, were written in the year 1802; which is mentioned, because in some of the ideas, though not in manner in which those ideas are connected, and likewise even in some of the expressions, they bear a striking resemblance to a Poem (lately published) of Mr. Montgomery, entitled, a Field Flower. This being said, Mr. Montgomery will not think any apology due to him; I cannot however help address​ing him in the words of the Father of English Poets.
Note II.
Page 35; line 14.—
Note III.
Page 37.—The Horn of Egremont Castle.
This Story is a Cumberland tradition; I have ​heard it also related of the Hall of Hutton John an antient residence of the Huddlestones, in a sequestered Valley upon the River Dacor.
Note IV.
Page 58.—The Seven Sisters. The Story of this Poem is from the German of Frederica Brun.
Note V.
Page 63; line 6.—
See Carver's Description of his Situation upon one of the Lakes of America.
Note VI.
Page 112; line 8.—"Her tackling rich, and of apparel high." From a passage in ​Skelton, which I cannot here insert, not having the Book at hand.
Note VII.
Page 150; line 11.—"Oh! for a single hour of that Dundee." See an anecdote related in Mr. Scott's Border Minstrelsy.
Note VIII.
Page 152; lines 13 and 14.—
These two lines from Lord Brooke's Life of Sir Philip Sydney.
END OF THE FIRST VOLUME.
Wood & Innes, Printers, Poppin's Court, Fleet Street.
ERRATUM.
page 37, line 7: instead of nightful read rightful.
# Poems (Barrett)/The Soul's Expression

SONNETS.
Sonnets.
# Poems (Barrett)/The Romaunt of the Page

THE ROMAUNT OF THE PAGE.
# Poems (1898)/Nansen

NANSEN
To drift with thee, not strive against thy tide, All-powerful Nature! to pursue thy law, Attentive—with devout and childlike awe Heark'ning unto thy voice, and none beside: To drift with thee! With thee for friend and guide In fragile bark, careless of cold or thaw, To brave the ice-pack and the dread sea-maw!— So are man's conquests won, so glorified. The truest compass is the seeing soul. Oh, wond'ring earth! did not thy spirit glow, Calling to mind the deathless Genoese, As Nansen, pilot of the frozen Pole, Like a young Viking rode the icy floe, Wresting their secret from the Arctic Seas?
# Poems (1898)/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 (1898)/Memoria

MEMORIA
If only in my dreams I may behold thee, Still hath the day a goal; If only in my dreams I may enfold thee, Still hath the night a soul. Leaden the hours may press upon my spirit Nor one dear pledge redeem; I will not chide, so they at last inherit And crown me with the rapture of that dream.
Ten thousand blossoms earth's gay gardens cherish; One pale, pale rose is mine. Of frost or blight the rest may quickly perish; Not so that rose divine: Deathless it blooms in quiet realms Elysian, And when toil wins me rest, Forgetful of all else, in blissful vision I breathe my rose, and clasp it to my breast!
# Poems (1898)/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 (1898)/Music

MUSIC
The might of music, and its mystic fire, Will from no studied Art alone proceed; The soul of Orpheus must thrill the lyre, The breath of Pan must blow the plaintive reed.
# Poems (1898)/Perdita

PERDITA
(ON SEEING MISS ANDERSON IN THE RÔLE)
She dances, And I seem to be In primrose vales of Sicily, Beside the streams once looked upon By Thyrsis and by Corydon: The sunlight laughs as she advances, Shyly the zephyrs kiss her hair, And she seems to me as the wood-fawn, free, And as the wild rose, fair.
Dance, Perdita! and shepherds, blow! Your reeds restrain no longer! Till weald and welkin gleeful ring, Blow, shepherds, blow! and, lasses, sing, Yet sweeter strains and stronger! Let far Helorus softer flow 'Twixt rushy banks, that he may hear; Let Pan, great Pan himself, draw near!
Stately She moves, half smiling With girlish look beguiling,— ​A dawn-like grace in all her face; Stately she moves, sedately, Through the crowd circling round her; But—swift as light— See! she takes flight! Empty, alas! is her place.
Follow her, follow her, let her not go! Mirth ended so— Why, 't is but woe! Follow her, follow her! Perdita!—lo, Love hath with wreaths enwound her!
She dances, And I seem to see The nymph divine, Terpsichore, As when her beauty dazzling shone On eerie heights of Helicon. With bursts of song her voice entrances The dreamy, blossom-scented air, And she seems to me as the wood-fawn, free, And as the wild rose, fair.
# Poems (1898)/Pilgrimage

PILGRIMAGE
Wanderer from a fading strand Unto shadowy shores unknown, Thou whose sails are onward fanned By flattering breezes,—hast thou planned All thy course alone?
Canst thou tell, now clouds begin To gather in thy path of day, To what harbor thou shalt win, As the long night closes in On a wilder way?
Pilgrim, no: I cannot tell. Strange my course, and stormy woes And darkness may obscure its close; Yet I feel that all is well, For my Pilot knows!
# Poems (1898)/Might I Return

MIGHT I RETURN
Might I return to that May-day of gladness When life is young, and all its promise fair; Might I efface the memory of sadness, And put away the weary load of care,— To pluck the rose that in Time's Eden blows, I would not go, were I to miss you there!
Might I ascend unto those realms of rapture Whose amaranthine joys fade not again, Might I the secrets of Elysium capture, And find fruition for my longings vain,— I would forego these dear delights, to know That you were with me, and to share your pain.
# Poems (1898)/Poetry

POETRY
One spot of green, watered by hidden streams, Makes summer in the desert where it gleams; And mortals, gazing on thy heavenly face, Forget the woes of earth, and share thy dreams!
# Poems (1898)/Morning

MORNING
I woke 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-embalmèd blooms. My doubts grew still, doubts seemed so poor while they, Sweet worshipers of light, from leafy glooms Poured forth transporting prophecies of day.
# Ottinger v. Bronx Gas and Electric Company/Opinion of the Court

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
United States Supreme Court
273 U.S. 772
Ottinger v. Bronx Gas and Electric Company
Mr. William L. Ransom, of New York City, for appellee.
Docketed and dismissed with costs on motion of Mr. William L. Ransom for the appellee.
For opinion below, see Bronx Gas & Electric Co. v. Prendergast, 1 F.(2d) 377.

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# Ottinger v. Brooklyn Union Gas Company Same

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United States Supreme Court
272 U.S. 579
Ottinger v. Brooklyn Union Gas Company Same
Argued: Oct. 18, 19, 1926. --- Decided: Nov 29, 1926
Messrs. John Holley Clark, Jr., and Charles E. Buchner, both of New York City, for appellant.
Mr. William Dykman, of Brooklyn, N. Y., for appellee Brooklyn Union Gas Co.
Mr. Samuel F. Moran, of New York City, for appellee Kings County Lighting Co.
Mr. Justice McREYNOLDS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Ottinger v. Consolidated Gas Company of New York

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United States Supreme Court
272 U.S. 576
Ottinger v. Consolidated Gas Company of New York
Argued: Oct. 18, 19, 1926. --- Decided: Nov 29, 1926
Messrs. John Holley Clark, Jr., and Charles E. Buchner, both of New York City, for appellant.
Messrs. John A. Garver and William L. Ransom, both of New York City, for appellee.
Mr. Justice McREYNOLDS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Otto of the Silver Hand

1888

## Contents

* Foreword
* Chapter I: The Dragon's House
* Chapter II: How the Baron Went Forth to Shear
* Chapter III: How the Baron Came Home Shorn
* Chapter IV: The White Cross on the Hill
* Chapter V: How Otto Dwelt at St. Michaelsburg
* Chapter VI: How Otto Lived in the Dragon's House
* Chapter VII: The Red Cock Crows on Drachenhausen
* Chapter VIII: In the House of the Dragon Scorner
* Chapter IX: How One-eyed Hans Came to Trutz-Drachen
* Chapter X: How Hans Brought Terror to the Kitchen
* Chapter XI: How Otto was Saved
* Chapter XII: A Ride for Life
* Chapter XIII: How Baron Conrad Held the Bridge
* Chapter XIV: How Otto Saw the Great Emperor
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# Ottinger v. Brooklyn Union Gas Company Same/Opinion of the Court

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
United States Supreme Court
272 U.S. 579
Ottinger v. Brooklyn Union Gas Company Same
Argued: Oct. 18, 19, 1926. --- Decided: Nov 29, 1926
Separate suits were begun by appellees in the United States District Court, Eastern District of New York, against the Public Service Commission and the Attorney General of that state. They sought injunctions against enforcement of the Act of June 2, 1923, c. 899, laws of New York 1923, by which the Legislature directed that gas of 650 British thermal units should be sold at not more than $1 per 1,000 feet. Prior to June 2, 1923, under orders of the commission, the Brooklyn Union Gas Company had been charging $1.15 and the Kings County Lighting Company $1.30 per 1,000 feet for gas of 537 British thermal units.
The causes were referred to different masters. They took much evidence, and each reported that the rate prescribed by the Legislature would yield less than 5 per centum upon the fair value of the complainants' property devoted to public use. With some exceptions, not now important, these reports were approved, and the court adjudged the statute confiscatory and therefore invalid; also that it was unreasonable and invalid in respect of the standard of 650 British thermal units. Kings County Lighting Co. v. Prendergast (D. C.) 7 F.(2d) 192; Brooklyn Union Gas Co. v. Prendergast (D. C.) 7 F. (2d) 628.
The commission declined to ask for an appeal to this court. The Attorney General, upon petitions which allege 'that in substance the decree restrains the defendants from enforcing in any way chapter 899 of the Laws of 1923 of the state of New York and declares that said statute violates or is in contravention of section 10 of article 1 and of the Fourteenth Amendment of the Constitution of the United States,' sued out broad appeals and has presented many assignments of error-107 in No. 358, and 21 in No. 365. But we find no reason whatever advanced by him in brief or oral argument which would justify reversal of either decree.
The statute was clearly confiscatory in effect, and there was no necessity for the District Court to consider any other objection thereto. We have not done so.
The decrees will be modified, by excluding therefrom such parts as adjudge the statute invalid for any reason except conflict with the Fourteenth Amendment, because confiscatory in effect. Thus modified, both are affirmed. All costs will be taxed against appellant.
Mr. Justice BRANDEIS concurs in the result.

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# Ottley v. Long Island College Hospital

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United States Supreme Court
394 U.S. 716
Ottley v. Long Island College Hospital
Stephen C. Vladeck and Judith P. Vladeck, for appellants.
Theodore R. Iserman and Frederick T. Shea, for appellee.
Louis J. Lefkowitz, Atty. Gen. of New York, pro se, Samuel A. Hirshowitz, First Asst. Atty. Gen., and Maria L. Marcus and Amy Juviler, Asst. Attys. Gen., for the Attorney General of New York, as amicus curiae.
PER CURIAM.

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# Ottley v. Long Island College Hospital/Opinion of the Court

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* Per Curiam Opinion of the Court
United States Supreme Court
394 U.S. 716
Ottley v. Long Island College Hospital
The motion to dismiss is granted and the appeal is dismissed for want of a properly presented federal question.

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# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 4/François de Civille

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# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 4/In the woods

Written and illustrated by Weir.
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# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 4/Explorations in Australia

Letter to the editor in response to the article "Recent explorations in Australia by John MacDougall Stuart."
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# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/In the Wood

IN THE WOOD
I WOKE in suffering, and sadly heard, Hard by my tent, repeated cries of pain, That to the wilderness, in wildest strain, Proclaimed the trouble of a mother bird Robbed of her young; and I, too deeply stirred, Thought as above me fell the ceaseless rain, Wherefore should one who slumbers wake again, Since anguish is the universal word?
Then suddenly aloft the wood there rose The holy anthem of the hermit thrush, From depths of happiness toward Heaven swelling; And o'er the forest came an awed repose, And griefs that chid the stormy night grew hush, List'ning that wondrous ecstasy upwelling!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/Jean-François Millet

JEAN-FRANÇOIS MILLET
NOT far from Paris, in fair Fontainebleau, A lovely, memory-haunted hamlet lies, Whose tender spell makes captive, and defies Forgetfulness. The peasants come and go,— Their backs too used to stoop,—and patient sow The harvest which their narrow need supplies; Even as when, Earth's pathos in his eyes, Millet dwelt here, companion of their woe.
Loved Barbizon! With thorns, not laurels, crowned, He looked thy sorrows in the face, and found— Vital as seed warm nestled in the sod— The hidden sweetness at the heart of pain; Trusting thy sun and dew, thy wind and rain, At home with nature, and at one with God!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/Kenilworth

KENILWORTH
TOWERING above the plain, proud in decay,— Her tendriled ivies, like a woman's hair, Veiling her hurt and hiding her despair,— The monument of a departed day, The shadow of a glory passed away, Stands Kenilworth; stripped of her pomp, and bare Of all that made her so supremely fair When Power with Love contended for her sway. In this wide ruin solemn and serene, Where moved majestical a virgin queen, The peacock struts, his ominous plumes outspread; And here, where casting an immortal spell A sad and girlish presence seems to dwell, The wild bird nests, and circles overhead.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/In a College Settlement

IN A COLLEGE SETTLEMENT
THE sights and sounds of the wretched street Oppressed me, and I said: "We cheat Our hearts with hope. Man sunken lies In vice, and naught that's fair or sweet Finds further favor in his eyes.
"Vainly we strive, in sanguine mood, To elevate a savage brood That, from the cradle, sordid, dull, No longer has a wish for good, Or craving for the beautiful."
I said; but chiding my despair, My wiser friend just pointed where, By some indifferent passer thrown Upon a heap of ashes bare, The loose leaves of a rose were sown.
And I, 'twixt tenderness and doubt, Beheld, while pity grew devout, A squalid and uneager child, With careful fingers picking out The scentless petals, dust-defiled.
​And straight I seemed to see a close, With hawthorn hedged and brier-rose; And bending down, I whispered, "Dear, Come let us fly, while no one knows, To the country—far away from here!"
Upon the little world-worn face There dawned a look of wistful grace, Then came the question that for hours Still followed me from place to place: "Real country, where you can catch flowers?"
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/In Winter-Time

IN WINTER-TIME
HOW sweet it is 'neath apple-blooms to lie, And breathe their breath! To peep through waving branches at the sky, To feel the zephyrs as they idle by, And question of the brooklet what it saith!
How sweet it is to roam through the green wold When labors cease! To hear the tranquil tale by Nature told— The tale that was not young, and grows not old— To find within the heart an answering peace!
And though apart from Nature we maintain An alien quest, How sweet that we shall leave the strife and strain Some blessèd morn, and wander back again, And close our eyes, and in her bosom rest!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/India

INDIA
SILENT amidst unbroken silence deep Of dateless years, in loneliness supreme, She pondered patiently one mighty theme, And let the hours, uncounted, by her creep. The motionless Himalayas, the broad sweep Of glacial cataracts, great Ganges' stream— All these to her were but as things that seem, Doomed all to pass, like phantoms viewed in sleep
Her history? She has none—scarce a name. The life she lived is lost in the profound Of time, which she despised; but nothing mars The memory that, single, gives her fame— She dreamed eternal dreams, and from the ground Still raised her yearning vision to the stars.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/James McNeill Whistler

JAMES McNEILL WHISTLER
GREATEST of modern painters, he is dead!— Whistler, in whom death seemed to have no part: He of the nimble wit and jocund heart, Who sipped youth's nectar at the fountain-head, And felt its wine through all his veins run red: Who worshiped the ideal—not the mart, And blessed the world with an imperial Art, Whereby who longs for beauty may be fed!
When things men deem momentous are forgot, Laurels will bloom for him that wither not; And Death's inverted torch shall fail to smother The light of genius, tender and sublime, Which with austere restraint, and for all time, Painted the gentle portrait of the "Mother"!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/Keats

KEATS
BY the pyramid of Caius Sestius, Unmarked for honour or remembrance save By a meek epitaph, there is a grave For sake of which, o'er oceans perilous, As to a shrine, uncounted pilgrims come; Each bringing tribute unto one who gave Life beauty,—the one thing man still must crave, Though worshiping from far, with passion dumb.
The Eternal City by the Tiber holds, In the broad view of Buonarotti's dome,— With all its treasure,—naught that is more dear Than the low mound that easefully enfolds The English poet who lies buried here By the pyramid outside the walls of Rome.
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/A Christmas Carol (Lowell)

A CHRISTMAS CAROL
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL
"What means this glory round our feet,"
 The Magi mused, "more bright than morn?"
And voices chanted clear and sweet,
 "To-day the Prince of Peace is born!"
"What means that star," the Shepherds said,
 "That brightens through the rocky glen?"
And angels, answering overhead.
 Sang, "Peace on earth, good-will to men!"
'Tis eighteen hundred years and more
 Since those sweet oracles were dumb;
We wait for Him, like them of yore;
 Alas, He seems so slow to come!
But it was said, in words of gold,  No time or sorrow e'er shall dim,
That little children might be bold
 In perfect trust to come to Him.
All round about our feet shall shine
 A light like that the wise men saw,
If we our loving wills incline
 To that sweet Life which is the Law.
So shall we learn to understand
 The simple faith of shepherds then,
And, clasping kindly hand in hand,
 Sing, "Peace on earth, good-will to men!"
But they who do their souls no wrong,
 But keep at eve the faith of morn,
Shall daily hear the angel-song,
 "To-day the Prince of Peace is born!"
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/A Christmas Carol (Rossetti)

Now better known as "In the Bleak Midwinter", Rossetti's poem has been set to music by a number of composers, including Gustav Holst and Harold Darke.
A CHRISTMAS CAROL
CHRISTINA G. ROSSETTI
In the bleak mid-winter
 Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron,  Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow,  Snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter  Long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold him  Nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away,  When he comes to reign. In the bleak mid-winter  A stable-place sufficed The Lord God Almighty,  Jesus Christ.
Angels and archangels  May have gathered there; Cherubim and seraphim  Thronged the air. But only His Mother,  In her maiden bliss, Worshipped her Beloved  With a kiss.
Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd  I would bring a lamb; If I were a wise man,  I would do my part,— Yet what I can I give Him,  Give my heart.
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