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# Death of a Pastor

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Printed in Cheshire Pastoral Association. Christian Hymns for Public and Private Worship. A Collection Compiled by a Committee of the Cheshire Pastoral Association. Fifty-first ed. Boston: Crosby, Nichols, and Co., 1859. Copyright 1844. Page 316.
1 PASTOR, thou art from us taken
 In the glory of thy years,
 As the oak, by tempests shaken,
 Falls ere time its verdure sears.
2 Pale and cold we see thee lying
 In God's temple, once so dear.
 And the mourners' bitter sighing
 Falls unheeded on thine ear.
3 All thy love and zeal, to lead us
 Where immortal fountains flow,
 And on living bread to feed us,
 In our fond remembrance glow.
4 May the conquering faith, that cheered thee
 When thy foot on Jordan pressed,
 Guide our spirits while we leave thee
 In the tomb that Jesus blessed.
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# Barack Obama's Letter to Howard Dean

Sent to Howard Dean on 3 May 2007.
| “ | Chairman Howard Dean Democratic National Committee 430 S. Capitol St. SE Washington, DC 20003 (202) 863-8000 Dear Chairman Dean: I am writing in strong support of a letter from a bipartisan coalition of academics, bloggers and Internet activists recently addressed to you and the Democratic National Committee. The letter asks that the video from any Democratic Presidential debate be available freely after the debate, by either placing the video in the public domain, or licensing it under a Creative Commons (Attribution) license. As you know, the Internet has enabled an extraordinary range of citizens to participate in the political dialogue around this election. Much of that participation will take the form of citizen generated content. We, as a Party, should do everything that we can to encourage this participation. Not only will it keep us focused on the issues that matter most to America, it will also encourage participation by a wide range of our youth who have traditionally simply tuned out from politics. The letter does not propose some radical change in copyright law, or an unjustified expansion in "fair use." Instead, it simply asks that any purported copyright owner of video from the debates waive that copyright. I am a strong believer in the importance of copyright, especially in a digital age. But there is no reason that this particular class of content needs the protection. We have incentive enough to debate. The networks have incentive enough to broadcast those debates. Rather than restricting the product of those debates, we should instead make sure that our democracy and citizens have the chance to benefit from them in all the ways that technology makes possible. Your presidential campaign used the Internet to break new ground in citizen political participation. I would urge you to take the lead again by continuing to support this important medium of political speech. And I offer whatever help I can to secure the support of others as well. Sincerely, Barack Obama | ” |
# Kent E. Hovind v Commissioner of IRS

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Unpublished order of the Eleventh Circuit, reported at: 228 Fed. Appx. 966 (11th Cir. 2007)
* FILED
* U.S. COURT OF APPEALS ELEVENTH CIRCUIT
* July 2, 2007
* THOMAS K. KAHN, CLERK
* IN THE UNITED STATES COURT OF APPEALS FOR THE ELEVENTH CIRCUIT
* No. 06-15229
* Non-Argument Calendar
* U.S. Tax Court No. 11894-05L
* KENT E. HOVIND, Petitioner-Appellant, versus
* COMMISSIONER OF INTERNAL REVENUE, Respondent-Appellee.
* Petition for Review of a Decision of the United States Tax Court ( July 2, 2007 )
* Before WILSON, PRYOR and COX, Circuit Judges.
PER CURIAM: Kent E. Hovind appeals the United States Tax Court’s grant of summary judgment to the Commissioner of the IRS. Hovind argues that he was erroneously 2 prevented from challenging the amount of his tax liability in the Tax Court. He also argues that summary judgment was improper because issues of material fact exist regarding whether proper procedures were used to assess the tax and whether Hovind intended to use nominees to avoid tax payment.
After a thorough review of the parties’ briefs and the record on appeal, we conclude that the Tax Court did not err in granting summary judgment to the IRS. Hovind waived his right to contest the amount of his tax liability in court by failing to raise that issue at the appropriate time in the administrative process. And, the record does not support his contentions that issues of material fact exist as to the propriety of the procedures used by the IRS.
AFFIRMED.

## See also

* Kent Hovind v Commissioner of Internal Revenue in United States Tax Court
# Franklin to Benjamin Webb

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Passy, April 22d, 1784
Dear Sir,
I received yours of the 15th Instant, and the Memorial it inclosed. The account they give of your situation grieves me. I send you herewith a Bill for Ten Louis d'ors. I do not pretend to give such a Sum; I only lend it to you. When you shall return to your Country with a good Character, you cannot fail of getting into some Business, that will in time enable you to pay all your Debts. In that Case, when you meet with another honest Man in similar Distress, you must pay me by lending this Sum to him; enjoining him to discharge the Debt by a like operation, when he shall be able, and shall meet with another opportunity. I hope it may thus go thro' many hands, before it meets with a Knave that will stop its Progress. This is a trick of mine for doing a deal of good with a little money. I am not rich enough to afford much in good works, and so am obliged to be cunning and make the most of a little. With best wishes for the success of your Memorial, and your future prosperity, I am, dear Sir, your most obedient servant,
B. Franklin.
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# I found in Innisfail the fair

Work attributed to Flann Fina mac Ossu, i.e. King Aldfrith of Northumbria. From the Book of Leinster, translation by James Clarence Mangan, John Mitchel in Poems (1859). Source http://books.google.com/books?id=cucFAAAAQAAJ
I found in Innisfail the fair, in Ireland while in exile there, women of worth, both grave and gay men, many clerics and many laymen.
I travelled its fruitful provinces round, and in every one of the five I found, alike in church and in palace hall, abundant apparel, and food for all.
Gold and silver I found, and money, plenty of wheat and plenty of honey; I found God's people rich in pity, found many a feast and many a city.
I also found in Armagh, the splendid. meekness, wisdom, and prudence blended, fasting, as Christ hath recommended, and noble councillors untranscended.
I found in each great church moreo'er, whether on island or on shore, piety, learning, fond affection, holy welcome and kind protection.
I found the good lay monks and brothers ever beseeching help for others, and in their keeping the Holy Word, pure as it came from Jesus the Lord.
I found in Munster, unfettered by any, kings and queens and poets a many— poets well skilled in music and measure, prosperous doings, mirth and pleasure.
I found in Connaught the just, redundance of riches, milk in lavish abundance; hospitality, vigour, fame, in Cruachan's land of heroic name.
I found in the country of Conall the glorious, bravest heroes, ever victorious; fair complection men and warlike, Ireland's lights, the high, the star-like!
I found in Ulster, from hill to glen, hardy warriors, resolute men; beauty that bloomed when youth was gone, and strength transmitted from sire to son.
I found in the noble district of Boyle [line illegible] Brehons, Erenachs, weapons bright, and horsemen bold and sudden in fight.
I found in Leinster the smooth and sleek, from Dublin to Slewmargy's peak, flourishing pastures, valour, health, long-living worthies, commerce, wealth.
I found besides, from Ara to Glea, in the broad rich country of Ossory, sweet fruits, good laws for all and each, great chess-players, men of truthful speech.
I found in Meath's fair principality, virtue, vigour, and hospitality, candour, joyfulness, bravery, purity, Ireland's bulwark and security.
I found strict morals in age and youth, I found historians recording truth; the things I sing of in verse unsmooth, I found them all—I have written sooth.
# Oregon Constitution

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reproduced from here, with minor typographical alterations that do not impact the integrity of the text.

## Preamble

We the people of the State of Oregon to the end that Justice be established, order maintained, and liberty perpetuated, do ordain this Constitution.—

## Articles

Crossed-out article titles indicate repealed articles.
* I — Bill of rights
* II — Suffrage and elections
* III — Distribution of powers
* IV — Legislative department
* V — Executive department
* VI — Administrative department
* VII (Amended) — Judicial department
* VII (Original) — Judicial department
* VIII — Education and school lands
* IX — Finance
* X — The militia
* XI — Corporations and internal improvements
** XI-A — Rural credits / Farm and home loans to veterans
** XI-B — Corporations and internal improvements
** XI-C — Corporations and internal improvements
** XI-D — State power development
** XI-E — State reforestation
** XI-F(1) — Higher education building projects
** XI-F(2) — Veterans' bonus
** XI-G — Higher education institutions and activities; community colleges
** XI-H — Pollution control
** XI-I(1) — Water development projects
** XI-I(2) — Multifamily housing for elderly and disabled
** XI-J — Small scale local energy loans
** XI-K — Guarantee of bonded indebtedness of education districts
** XI-L — Oregon Health and Science University
** XI-M — Seismic rehabilitation of public education buildings
** XI-N — Seismic rehabilitation of emergency services buildings
** XI-O — Pension liabilities
* XII — State printing
* XIII — Salaries
* XIV — Seat of government
* XV — Miscellaneous
* XVI — Boundaries
* XVII — Amendments and revisions
* XVIII — Schedule
# With lullay, lullay, like a child

With lullay, lullay, like a child, Thou sleepest too long, thou art beguiled. "My darling dear, my daisy flower, Let me," quod he, "lie in your lap." "Lie still," quod she, "my paramour, Lie still, hardily, and take a nap." His head was heavy, such was his hap, All drowsy dreaming, drowned in sleep, That of his love he took no keep. With hey lullay, lullay, like a child, Thou sleepest too long, thou art beguiled.
With ba, ba, ba! and bas, bas, bas! She cherished him, both cheek and chin, That he wist never where he was; He had forgotten all deadly sin. He wanted wit her love to win, He trusted her payment and lost all his prey; She left him sleeping and stale away With hey lullay, lullay, like a child, Thou sleepest too long, thou art beguiled.
The rivers rowth, the waters wan, She sparèd not to wet her feet; She waded over, she found a man That halsèd her heartily and kissed her sweet -
Thus after her cold she caught a heat. "My lief," she said, "routeth in his bed; Ywis he hath a heavy head." With hey lullay, lullay, like a child, Thou sleepest too long, thou art beguiled.
What dreamest thou, drunkard, drowsy pate? Thy lust and liking is from thee gone. Thou blinkard blowboll, thou wakest too late: Behold thou liest, luggard, alone! Well may thou sigh, well may thou groan, To deal with her so cowardly. Ywis, pole-hatchet, she bleared thine eye.
# Two Little Boys

Two Little Boys is a song written by American composer Theodore Morse and lyricist Edward Madden. It describes the story of two boys who grow up to fight in the American Civil War.

## Lyrics

Two little boys Had two little toys, Each had a wooden horse; Gaily they played Each summer's day - Warriors both of course. One little chap Then had a mishap, Broke off his horse's head; Cried for his toy, Then cried for joy As his young playmate said:
"Did you think I would leave you crying When there's room on my horse for two? Climb up here, Jack, we'll soon be flying; I can go just as fast with two. When we grow up we'll both be soldiers, And our horses will not be toys; And I wonder if we'll remember When we were two little boys."
Long years passed, War came so fast; Bravely they marched away. Cannons roared loud And in the mad crowd Wounded and dying lay. Up went a shout - A horse dashes out, Out from the ranks so blue, Galloped away To where Joe lay And then came a voice he knew:
"Did you think I would leave you dying When there's room on my horse for two? Climb up here, Joe, we'll soon be flying Back to the ranks so blue. Do you know, Joe, I'm all a-tremble, Perhaps it's the battle's noise; But I think it's that I remember When we were two little boys."
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# The Tunning of Elynor Rummynge

Some have no money That thither comey, For their ale to pay; That is a shrewd array! Elinour sweared, "Nay, Ye shall not bear away My ale for nought, By Him that me bought." With, "Hey, dog, hey, Have these hogs away!" With, "Get me a staff, The swine eat my draff! Strike the hogs with a club, They have drunk up my swilling-tub!" For, be there never so much prese, These swine go to the high dese; The sow with her pigs; The boar his tail wrigs, His rump also he frigs Against the high bench! With, "Fo, there is a stench! Gather up, thou wench; Seest thou not what is fall? Take up dirt and all, And bear out of the hall: God give it ill preving Cleanly as evil cheving!"  But let us turn plain There we left again. For as ill a patch as that The hens run in the mash-fat; For they go to roost Straight over the ale-joust, And dung, when it comes, In the ale tuns. Then Elinour taketh The mash-bowl, and shaketh The hens' dung away, And skommeth it in a tray Whereas the yeast is, With her mangy fistis, And sometime she blens The dung of her hens And the ale together; And saith, "Gossip, come hither, This ale shall be thicker, And flower the more quicker; For I may tell you, I learned it of a Jew, When I began to brew, And I have found it true; Drink now while it is new; And ye may it brook, It shall make you look Younger than ye be, Years two or three, For ye may prove it by me. Behold," she said, "and see How bright I am of ble! Ich am not cast away, That can my husband say, When we kiss and play In lust and in liking; He calleth me his whiting, His mulling and his miting, His nobs and his cony, His sweeting and his honey, With, 'Bas, my pretty bonny, Thou art worth good and money!' Thus make I my falyre fonny, Till that he dream and dronny, For after all our sport, Then will he rout and snort; Then sweetly together we lie, As two pigs in a sty."  To cease meseemeth best, And of this tale to rest, And for to leave this letter, Because it is no better, And because it is no sweeter; We will no farther rhyme Of it at this time, But we will turn plain Where we left again.
# I Have Found at Last a Savior

I have found at last the Savior, of whom I've often heard, And I have the precious favor He has promised in His Word O the joy that comes tome, and the power that makes me free! My soul is filled with praises. 'Tis the year of Jubilee!
I have promised I will follow, however rough the way Leaving all things of tomorrow, I will trust Him just today For the morning doth appear, which will banish v]every fear I shall see the land of Beulah, with my eyes undimmed by tears.
# Fight Sundevils, Fight

The Fight Song of Espanola Valley High School (1976)
Here comes the Sundevils by We will have the power to do or die
Lift the banner up on high Shake down the thunder from the sky
Whether the odds be great or be small E-V-H-S will win overall!
While Sundevils march along We're fighting for victory
Rah, Rah, Rah!
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# To Dr. Priestley. Dec. 29, 1792

Source: The Morning Chronicle, 8 January 1793, p. 3
Stirs not thy spirit, Priestley, as the train With low obeisance, and with servile phrase, File behind file, advance, with supple knee, And lay their necks beneath the foot of power? Burns not thy cheek indignant, when thy name, On which delighted science lov'd to dwell, Becomes the bandied theme of hooting crowds? With timid caution, or with cool reserve, When e'en each reverend Brother keeps aloof, Eyes the struck deer, and leaves thy naked side A mark for power to shoot at? Let it be. "On evil days though fallen and evil tongues," To thee, the slander of a passing age Imports not. Scenes like these hold little space In his large mind, whose ample stretch of thought Grasps future periods.—Well can'st thou afford To give large credit for that debt of fame Thy country owes thee. Calm thou can'st consign it To the slow payment of that distant day, If distant, when thy name, to freedom's join'd, Shall meet the thanks of a regenerate land.
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# Go Toppers Go

The Fight Song of the Los Alamos High School, obtained from the Los Alamos High School music Department
Go, Toppers go
For the Green and the Gold
On down the field
May our battle cry be bold
Fight, Fight to Win
May our Victory begin!
Go, Toppers go
And we'll Win, Win, WIN!!!!
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# Eating a Crow

Eating a Crow
A worthy old farmer residing in the vicinity of Lake Mahopack was worried to death last summer by boarders. They found fault with his table, and said he had nothing fit to eat. "Darn it," said Isaac, one day, "wat a fuss you are making.I can eat anything." "Can you eat a crow?" said one of the boarders. 'Yes, I kin eat a crow." Bet you a hat," said the guest. The bet was made, the crow was caught and nicely roasted, but, before serving it up, they contrived to season it with a good dose of Scotch snuff. Isaac sat down to the crow, he took a good bite, and began to chew away. "Yes I kin eat a crow! (Another bite and an awful face,) I kin eat a crow, but I'll be darned if I hanker after it."'

## Source

* Originally printed in San Francisco's Daily Evening Picayune (Dec. 3, 1851, pg. 1, col. 6).
* Popik, Barry A., Studies in Slang, Gerald Leonard Cohen 2006, pp. 119-122. Re-printed from Comments on Etymology, October 2003, Vol. 33, No. 1, pp. 7-9.

## See also

* Mrs. Partington's Carpet-Bag of Fun: Crow Eating
* Can You Eat Crow?
* Wikipedia: Eating crow
# Mrs. Partington's Carpet-Bag of Fun: Crow Eating

Crow Eating
A worthy old farmer residing in the vicinity of Lake Mahopack, was worried to death last summer by boarders. They found fault with his table, and said he had nothing fit to eat.
    "Darn it," said old Isaac, one day, "what a fuss you're making. I can eat anything."
    "Can you eat a crow?" said one of the boarders.
    "Yes I kin eat a crow!"
    "Bet you a hat," said the guest.
The bet was made, the crow caught and nicely roasted, but, before serving up, they contrived to season it with a good dose of Scotch snuff. Isaac sat down to the crow. He took a good bite, and began to chew away.
    "Yes, I kin eat crow! (another bite and an awful face,) I kin eat crow; but I'll be darned if I hanker after it."

## Source

* Samuel Putnam Avery. Mrs. Partington's carpet-bag of fun, 1854, pg.145.

## See also

* Eating a Crow
* Can You Eat Crow?
* Wikipedia: Eating crow
# Can You Eat Crow?

Can You Eat Crow?
Lake Mahopac was so much crowded, the past season, or, rather, the hotels in its immediate vicinity were, that the farm-houses were filled with visitors. One of the worthy farmers residing there, it appears, was especially worried to death by boreders [sic]. — They found fault with his table — this thing was bad and wasn't fit to eat — and at last the old fellow got so tired of trying to please them, that he undertook as the last resource to reason the matter with them.
    "Darn it," said old Isaac, one day, "what a fuss you're making; I can eat anything."
    "Can you eat crow?" said one of his young boarders.
    "Yes, I kin eat crow."
    "Bet you a hat," said his guest.
The bet was made, a crow caught and nicely roasted, but before serving up, they contrived to season it with a good dose of Scotch snuff.
Isaac sat down to the crow. He took a good bite, and began to chew away. "Yes," he said, "I kin eat crow (another bite and awful face,) I kin eat crow, (symptoms of nausea,) I kin eat crow; but I'll be darned if I hanker after it." — Isaac bolted.'