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# Executive Order 14200

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Donald Trump's fifty-forth executive order of his second presidency, originally published on February 5, 2025 by the White House. Published as Executive Order 14200 on February 11, 2025 in the Federal Register. Scan: Index:Executive Order 14200.pdf
Signed by President Donald Trump Wednesday, February 5, 2025
Federal Register page & date: 90 FR 9277, Tuesday, February 11, 2025
​Executive Order 14200 of February 5, 2025
Amendment to Duties Addressing the Synthetic Opioid Supply Chain in the People’s Republic of China
By the authority vested in me as President by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, including the International Emergency Economic Powers Act (50 U.S.C. 1701 et seq.), the National Emergencies Act (50 U.S.C. 1601 et seq.), section 604 of the Trade Act of 1974, as amended (19 U.S.C. 2483), and section 301 of title 3, United States Code, I hereby determine and order:
Section 1. Amendment. Regarding the Executive Order of February 1, 2025 (Imposing Duties to Address the Synthetic Opioid Supply Chain in the People’s Republic of China), the following shall replace subsection (g) of section 2:
    "(g) Duty-free de minimis treatment under 19 U.S.C. 1321 is available for otherwise eligible covered articles described in subsection (a) of this section, but shall cease to be available for such articles upon notification by the Secretary of Commerce to the President that adequate systems are in place to fully and expediently process and collect tariff revenue applicable pursuant to subsection (a) of this section for covered articles otherwise eligible for de minimis treatment."
Sec. 2. General Provisions. (a) Nothing in this order shall be construed to impair or otherwise affect:
(b) This order shall be implemented consistent with applicable law and subject to the availability of appropriations.
​(c) This order is not intended to, and does not, create any right or benefit, substantive or procedural, enforceable at law or in equity by any party against the United States, its departments, agencies, or entities, its officers, employees, or agents, or any other person.
THE WHITE HOUSE, February 4, 2025.
This work is in the public domain in the United States because it is a work of the United States federal government (see 17 U.S.C. 105).
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# Caroling Dusk/A Litany of Atlanta

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A LITANY OF ATLANTA
Done at Atlanta, in the Day of Death, 1906.
O Silent God, Thou whose voice afar in mist and mystery hath left our ears an-hungered in these fearful days—
Hear us, good Lord!
Listen to us, Thy children: our faces dark with doubt are made a mockery in Thy sanctuary. With uplifted hands we front Thy heaven, O God crying:
We beseech Thee to hear us, good Lord!
We are not better than our fellows, Lord, we are but weak and human men. When our devils do deviltry, curse Thou the doer and the deed: curse them as we curse them, do to them all and more than ever they have done to innocence and weakness, to womanhood and home.
Have mercy upon us, miserable sinners!
And yet whose is the deeper guilt? Who made these devils? Who nursed them in crime and fed them on injustice? Who ravished and debauched their mothers and their grandmothers? Who bought and sold their crime, and waxed fat and rich on public iniquity?
Thou knowest, good God!
​Is this Thy Justice, O Father, that guile be easier than innocence, and the innocent crucified for the guilt of the untouched guilty?
Justice, O Judge of men!
Wherefore do we pray? Is not the God of the fathers dead? Have not seers seen in Heaven’s halls Thine hearsed and lifeless form stark amidst the black and rolling smoke of sin, where all along bow bitter forms of endless dead?
Awake, Thou that sleepest!
Thou art not dead, but flown afar, up hills of endless light, thru blazing corridors of suns, where worlds do swing of good and gentle men, of women strong and free—far from the cozenage, black hypocrisy and chaste prostitution of this shameful speck of dust!
Turn again, O Lord, leave us not to perish in our sin!
From lust of body and lust of blood
Great God, deliver us!
From lust of power and lust of gold,
Great God, deliver us!
From the leagued lying of despot and of brute,
Great God, deliver us!
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# A Litany of Atlanta

* "A Litany of Atlanta", published in The Book of American Negro Poetry (1922)
* "A Litany of Atlanta", published in Caroling Dusk (1927)
# The Atlantic Monthly/Volume 15/Number 92/To Carolina Coronado

The poem addresses the Spanish poet Carolina Coronado.
TO CAROLINA CORONADO.
# Thirty Poems/The Constellations

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THE CONSTELLATIONS.
# Caroling Dusk/William Stanley Braithwaite

WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE
William Stanley Braithwaite was born in Boston Dec. 6, 1878. He inherited the incentives and ideals of the intellect from an ancestry of British gentlemen. He has written verse and prose and was for many years leading reviewer of books in the Boston Transcript. He has published twenty volumes, and his yearly anthology of verse establishes for each year the best poetry printed in the magazines.
# The Book of American Negro Poetry/Scintilla

SCINTILLA
I kissed a kiss in youth
Upon a dead man's brow;
And that was long ago,—
And I'm a grown man now.
It's lain there in the dust,
Thirty years and more;—
My lips that set a light
At a dead man's door.
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# Scintilla

* "Scintilla", published in The Book of American Negro Poetry (1922)
* "Scintilla", published in Caroling Dusk (1927)
# Caroling Dusk/Scintilla

SCINTILLA
# Caroling Dusk/Rye Bread

RYE BREAD
# Krilof and His Fables/The Pike

The Pike.
An appeal to justice was made against the Pike, on the ground that it had rendered the pond uninhabitable. A whole cart-load of proofs were tendered as evidence; and the culprit, as was beseeming, was brought into court in a large tub. The judges were assembled not far off, having been set to graze in a neighbouring field. Their names are still preserved in the archives. There were two Donkeys, a couple of old Horses, and two or three Goats. The Fox also was added to their number, as assessor, in order that the business might be carried on under competent supervision.
Now, popular report said that the Pike used to supply the table of the Fox with fish. However this might be, there was no partiality among the judges; and it must also be stated that it was impossible to conceal the Pike's roguery in the affair in question. So there was no help for it. Sentence was passed, condemning the Pike to an ignominious punish­ment. In order to frighten others, it was to be hung from a tree.
"Respected judges," thus did the Fox begin to speak, "hanging is a trifle. I should have liked to have sentenced the culprit to such a punishment as has never been seen here among us. In order that rogues may in future live in fear, and run a terrible risk, I would drown it in the river."
"Excellent!" cry the judges, and unanimously accept the proposition.
So the Pike was flung—into the river.
# Krilof and His Fables/The Hind and the Dervish

The Hind and the Dervish.
A young Hind, bereft of her much-loved fawns, and still having her udders full of milk, found two young wolves deserted in a forest, and immediately began to fulfil the sacred duty of a mother towards them, feeding them with her milk. A Dervish, who inhabited the same forest, as tonished at this proceeding of hers, cried out—
"Imprudent creature that thou art! On what kind of animal art thou conferring thy milk? on what art thou wasting thy affections? Is it possible that thou canst expect gratitude from such as they are? Or is it that thou dost not know their evil nature? Some day, perhaps, it will be thy blood that they will drink."
"It may be so, indeed," replied the Hind; "but I did not think, nor do I wish to think, of that. It is only as a mother that I care to feel just now; and my milk would have been a burden to me if I had not given suck to these little ones."
Thus genuine charity does good without thinking of re­compense. To the really benevolent, their abundance would be burdensome if they could not share it with those who are in want.
# Krilof and His Fables/The Cuckoo and the Cock

The Cuckoo and the Cock.
"How Proudly and sonorously you sing, my dear Cock!"
"But you, dear Cuckoo, my light, how smoothly flows your long-drawn-out note! There is no such singer in all the rest of our forest."
"To you, my dear gossip, I could listen for ever."
"And as for you, my beauty, I swear that, when you are silent, I scarcely know how to wait till you begin again. Where do you get such a voice from?—so clear, so soft, and so high! But no doubt you were always like that; not very large in stature, but in song—a regular nightingale."
"Thanks, gossip. As for you, I declare, on my conscience, you sing better than the birds in the garden of Eden. For a proof of this, I appeal to public opinion."
At this moment a Sparrow, which had overheard their conversation, said to them,
"You may go on praising one another till you are hoarse, my friends; but your music is utterly worthless."
Why was it that, not being afraid to sin, the Cuckoo praised the Cock? Simply because the Cock praised the Cuckoo.
# Krilof and His Fables/The Cuckoo and the Eagle

The Cuckoo and the Eagle.
The Eagle promoted a Cuckoo to the rank of a Nightingale. The Cuckoo, proud of its new position, seated itself proudly on an aspen, and began to exhibit its musical talents. After a time, it looks round. All the birds are flying away, some laughing at it, others abusing it. Our Cuckoo grows angry, and hastens to the Eagle with a com­ plaint against the birds.
"Have pity on me!" it says. "According to your com­mand, I have been appointed Nightingale to these woods, and yet the birds dare to laugh at my singing."
"My friend," answers the Eagle, "I am a king, but I am not God. It is impossible for me to remedy the cause of your complaint. I can order a Cuckoo to be styled a Nightingale; but to make a Nightingale out of a Cuckoo—that I cannot do."
# Krilof and His Fables/The Monkey and the Mirror

The Monkey and The Mirror.
A Monkey, which saw its image one day in a mirror, gave a Bear a slight push with its foot, and said, "Only look, my dear gossip, what a hideous creature that is! What grimaces it makes! How it skips about! I should hang myself from vexation if I were at all like that. But, if we must tell the truth, are there not in the number of our friends five or six such grimacers?"
"Why take the trouble to count up your friends? Would it not be better to take a look at yourself?" answered the Bear.
But Mishka's advice was only thrown away uselessly.
There are plenty of examples of this in the world. No one is ready to recognise himself in a satire. I remarked that only yesterday. We all know that Clement's hands are not clean. Every one charges Clement with taking bribes; but he shakes his head with secret horror when he thinks of Peter's unjust proceedings.
# Krilof and His Fables/The Elephant in Favour

The Elephant in Favour.
Once upon a time, the Elephant stood high in the good graces of the Lion. The forest immediately began to talk about the matter, and, as usual, many guesses were made as to the means by which the Elephant had gained such favour.
"It is no beauty," say the beasts to each other, "and it is not amusing. And what habits it has! what manners!"
Says the Fox, whisking about his brush, "If it had pos­sessed such a bushy tail as mine, I should not have wondered."
"Or, sister," says the Bear, "if it had got into favour on account of claws, no one would have found the matter at all extraordinary; but it has no claws at all, as we all know well."
"Isn't it its tusks that have got it into favour?" thus the Ox broke in upon their conversation. "Haven't they, per­ haps, been mistaken for horns?"
"Is it possible," said the Ass, shaking its ears, "that you don't know how it has succeeded in making itself liked, and in becoming distinguished? Why, I have guessed the reason. If it hadn't been distinguished for its long ears, it never would have got into favour."
# Krilof and His Fables/The Rain-Cloud

The Rain-Cloud.
A great Cloud passed rapidly over a country which was parched by heat, but did not let fall a single drop to refresh it. Presently it poured a copious stream of rain into the sea, and then began boasting of its generosity in the hearing of a neighbouring Mountain. But the Mountain replied,
"What good have you done by such generosity? and now can one help being pained at seeing it? If you had poured your showers over the land, you would have saved a whole district from famine. But as to the sea, my friend, it has plenty of water already, without you adding to it."
[This fable is said to have been written on the occasion of certain grants of land made to the Governor of the Province of Pskof, during the prevalence of a terrible famine in that part of the country.]
# Krilof and His Fables/The Whisk

The Whisk.
Great honours were suddenly conferred upon a dirty Whisk. It will not now any longer sweep the floors of kitchens; for the master's caftans are handed over to it, the servants having, probably, got drunk. Well, our Whisk set to work vigorously. It was never tired of belabouring the master's clothes, and it thrashed the caftans like so much rye. Undoubtedly its industry was great; only the misfor­tune was, that it was itself so dirty. Of what use, then, was all its toil? The more it tried to clean anything, the dirtier did it make it.
Just as much harm is done when a fool interferes in what is out of his own line, and undertakes to correct the work of a man of learning.
# Krilof and His Fables/The Elephant and the Pug-Dog

The Elephant and the Pug-Dog.
An Elephant was being taken through the streets, pro­bably as a sight. It is well known that Elephants are a wonder among us; so crowds of gaping idlers followed the Elephant. From some corner or other, a Pug-dog comes to meet him. It looks at the Elephant, and then begins to run at it, to bark, to squeal, to try to get at it, just as if it wanted to fight it.
"Neighbour, cease to bring shame on yourself," says Shafka to it. "Are you capable of fighting an Elephant? Just see now, you are already hoarse; but it keeps straight on, and does not pay you the slightest attention."
"Aye, aye!" replies the Pug-dog, "that's just what gives me courage. In this way, you see, without fighting at all, I may get reckoned among the greatest bullies. Just let the dogs say, 'Ah, look at Puggy! He must be strong, indeed, that's clear, or he would never bark at an Elephant.'"
# Krilof and His Fables/The Industrious Bear

The Industrious Bear.
Seeing that a Peasant, who employed himself in mak­ing dugas, disposed of them advantageously, a Bear determined to gain its living by the same business. The forest resounded with knocking and cracking, and the noise of the Bear's pranks could be heard a verst off. It destroyed a prodigious number of elms, birches, and hazels; but its labours did not lead to a good result. (For dugas are bent by dint of patience, and not in a moment.) So our Bear goes to the Peasant, and asks his advice, saying,
"Neighbour, what is the reason of this? I can break trees; but I haven't been able to bend one into a duga. Tell me, in what does the real secret of success consist?"
"In that," answered the Peasant, "of which, my friend, you haven't a bit—in patience."
# Krilof and His Fables/The Falcon and the Caterpillar

The Falcon and the Caterpillar.
A Caterpillar was swinging to and fro on a twig to which it had attached itself on the top of a tree. A Falcon floating in the air above it thus mocked and flouted it from on high:
"What toils, poor thing, must thou not have endured! And what profits it that thou hast climbed so high? What freedom hast thou, and what kind of independence? Thou must always bend with the twig whichever way the wind orders."
"It is easy for thee to scoff," answers the Caterpillar. "Thou flyest high because thou art stoutly built and strong in the wings. But it is not such merits as those that Fate has given me. Here on this height I hold my own simply because I am, fortunately, tenacious."
# Krilof and His Fables/The Mechanician

The Mechanician.
A certain smart young fellow bought a big house; an oldish one, it is true, but capitally constructed. The house had every merit in the way of solidity and com fort, and it would have been suited to his taste in everything had it not been for this drawback: it was rather a long way off from any water.
"Well, anyhow," he thought, "I may do what I like with my own. So I will have my house, just as it stands, moved to the river by machinery"—our friend, as you can see, had a passion for mechanics—"I shall only have to dig under its foundations, put runners under its walls, set it upon rollers, and then, by means of a windlass, comfortably handle, so to speak, the whole building, and set it down just where I like. And what's more—a thing the world has never yet seen—when my house is being moved, I will go in it to my new place of residence, riding as if in a carriage, and feasting, with friends around me, to the sound of music."
Bewitched by this folly, our Mechanician instantly set to work. He hired workmen, he dug and dug beneath his house. Neither money nor pains did he spare in the least. But he could not manage to move his house, and all that he attained to was this—that his house tumbled to pieces.
# Royal Powers Act 1953 (Australia)

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ROYAL POWERS.
No. 74 of 1953.
[Assented to 10th December, 1953.] [Date of commencement, 7th January, 1954.]
BE it enacted by the Queen’s Most Excellent Majesty, the Senate, and the House of Representatives of the Commonwealth of Australia, as follows:—
Short title. 1. This Act may be cited as the Royal Powers Act 1953.
Exercise of statutory powers by the Queen. 2.—(1.) At any time when the Queen is personally present in Australia, any power under an Act exercisable by the Governor-General may be exercised by the Queen.
(2.) The Governor-General has the same powers with respect to an act done, or an instrument made, granted or issued, by the Queen by virtue of this section as the Governor-General has with respect to an act done, or an instrument made, granted or issued, by the Governor-General himself.
(3.) Nothing in this section affects or prevents the exercise of any power under an Act by the Governor-General.
(4.) In this section, references to the Governor-General or to the Queen shall be read as references to the Governor-General, or to the Queen, acting with the advice of the Federal Executive Council.
This work is in the public domain in Australia and possibly other jurisdictions. This is because it is a work of an Australian government (Commonwealth, State or Territory) and was published more than 50 years ago (before 1975). The copyright has therefore expired.
The government of Australia has declared that the expiration of Crown Copyrights applies worldwide. This has been confirmed by correspondence received in OTRS ticket#2017062010010417.
See also Australian Copyright Council – Government:Commonwealth, State and Territory (January 2020).
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# Krilof and His Fables/The Lion and the Wolf

The Lion and the Wolf.
While a Lion was breakfasting off a lamb, a little Dog, which was frisking around the regal table, tore away a small morsel from under the Lion's claws; and the King of Beasts passed the matter over without taking any offence. (The Dog was still young and foolish.)
A Wolf, who saw this, took it into its head that as the Lion was so patient it could not possibly be strong. And so it also laid its paw upon the lamb.
But it fared badly with the Wolf. The Wolf itself got served up at tire Lion's table. The Lion tore it asunder, addressing it thus the while:
"You were wrong, my friend, to suppose, from what you saw the dog do, that I should wink at your doings also. The dog has not yet come to years of discretion, but as for you—you are no longer a mere cub."
# Krilof and His Fables/The Rat and the Mouse

The Rat and the Mouse.
"Neighbour! have you heard the good news?" cried a Mouse, as it came running in to a Rat. "Why, they say the cat has fallen into the clutches of the lion! So you see even we shall have a quiet breathing-time at last."
"Don't go making yourself so happy, my dear!" replied the Rat. "Indulge in no such futile hopes! If those two really do begin clawing each other, believe me, it won't be the lion which will be left alive. Than the cat there is no beast stronger."
Many a time have I seen what you may see for yourselves. When cowards fear any one, they think every one else sees in him what they do.
# Krilof and His Fables/The Frog and Jupiter

The Frog and Jupiter.
A Frog which lived in a swamp at the foot of a hill, changed its quarters one spring, and went up the hill. There it found a muddy corner in a little hollow, and set up a small abode, like a tiny Paradise, amidst grass and in the shade of a bush.
But it did not long enjoy itself there. The summer came, and the heat with it, and the Croaker's country seat became so dry that the flies wandered about over it without wetting their feet.
"О ye gods!" prayed the Frog from its hole, "don't destroy poor me, but send a deluge over the face of the earth as high as this hill, so that the water may never dry up in these my domains!"
The Frog went on complaining incessantly, and at last took to upbraiding Jupiter, and saying that there was neither sense nor pity in him.
"Idiot!" cried Jupiter, who evidently was not in a bad humour just then; "what pleasure can you find in croaking such nonsense? Why should I drown mankind for your whims? Wouldn't it be better for you to crawl down to your swamp again?"
# Krilof and His Fables/The Two Casks

The Two Casks.
There go two casks. One full of wine, the other empty. See how silently, at a mere foot's pace, the first drags itself along; but the other flies past at a gallop, with a sound of thunder from its banging along the road, and a pillar of dust above it. Hearing it afar off, the passer-by hurries aside in fear.
But, noisy as that cask may be, there is not as much use in it as in the other.
There is little real good in a man who never ceases telling every one about his own performances. He who is really great in deeds is generally sparing of words. A great man makes a noise only by what he does, shaping in silence his firm resolve.
# Krilof and His Fables/The Communal Assembly

The Communal Assembly.
The Wolf asked the Lion to appoint him inspector Jover the Sheep. Thanks to the pains taken by his gossip the Fox, a friendly word had been spoken about him to the Lioness.
But, inasmuch as wolves have a bad name in the world, and in order that it might not be said that the Lion shows favour to persons, therefore orders were given to the whole animal kingdom to meet together in a general assembly, and there to inquire on all sides what any one knew, good or bad, about the Wolf.
Tire order was obeyed. The animals were all convoked, and their voices were gathered befittingly in the assembly.
Against the Wolf not a word was said. So the Wolf was appointed to preside over the sheep-fold.
But the Sheep? What did they say? Of course they were at the assembly?
Well, it seems they weren't. Somehow the Sheep had been forgotten.
And yet it was they whose opinion was wanted the most.