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# Lyrics of Life (1909)/A Traveller from Altruria

Published as "The Singer" in Poems Vol. II (1916).
A TRAVELLER FROM ALTRURIA
He came to us with dreams to sell— Ah, long ago it seems! From regions where enchantments dwell, He came to us with dreams to sell,— And we had need of dreams.
Our thought had planned with artful care, Our patient toil had wrought, The roomy treasure-houses where Were heaped the costly and the rare,— But dreams we had not bought:
Nay; we had felt no need of these, Until with dulcet strain, Alluring as the melodies That mock the lonely on the seas, He made all else seem vain;
Bringing an aching sense of dearth, A troubled, vague unrest, A fear that we, whose care on Earth Had been to garner things of worth, Had somehow missed the best.
​Then, as had been our wont before,— Unused in vain to sigh,— We turned our treasure o'er and o'er, But found in all our vaunted store No coin that dreams would buy.
We stood with empty hands: but gay As though upborne on wings, He left us; and at set of day We heard him singing, far away, The joy of simple things!
He left us, and with apathy We gazed upon our gold; But to the world's ascendancy Submissive, soon we came to be Much as we were of old.
Yet sometimes when the fragrant dawn In early splendor beams, And sometimes when, the twilight gone, The moon o'er-silvers wood and lawn, An echo of his dreams
Brings to the heart a swift regret That is not wholly pain, And, grieving, we would not forget The vision, hallowed to us yet,— The hope that seemed so vain.
​And then we envy not the throng That careless passes by, With no remembrance of the song, Though we must listen still, and long To hear it till we die!
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/After the Paintings by George F. Watts

AFTER THE PAINTINGS BY GEORGE F. WATTS
I
LOVE AND DEATH
A moment, Death!—only a moment more! She is my all; have pity! stay thy hand! Behold, a fearful suppliant I stand!— Take not away what thou canst not restore!
At thy approach the birds have ceased to sing, The roses of my lintel droop and pine, The genial sun itself doth coldly shine, And in thy shadow all seems darkening.
That thou art merciless, as men declare, I'll not believe. Thy look is kind, not stern; And they who judge thee ill, of me shall learn To know thee better, Death!—for thou wilt spare!
See, thou art strong! and I am weak—so weak! All beings that draw breath at last are thine: Thou wilt not covet this sole joy of mine— Nor to deprive me of its solace seek? ​Yet come no nearer! Shouldst thou pass this door, My heart that so importunes thee would break. Go back a little! for compassion's sake, Go back! and hither—ah, return no more!
In vain, in vain! O awful Majesty! Thy very breath appalls my fluttering heart. Invader dread, what strength have I, or art— What, save my anguish, to oppose 'gainst thee? . . .
Enter! the door is open. Yet this much Let my submission of thy pity earn: When through the shaded portal thou return, On me—me, also, lay thy easeful touch!
II
LOVE AND LIFE
Thy hand I press, And am not much afraid: Though danger lie in wait in every glade, Thou, Love, hast might to comfort and caress My helplessness.
The way is steep; But thou wilt soothe its pain; And when at last the utmost height we gain, To the soft shelter of thy wings I'll creep, And sleep—and sleep.
The way is long; But though I wearied be, Still gazing upward, I shall gaze on thee; And thy angelic voice, more sweet than song, Will make me strong.
Whate'er betide, I, Love,—who may not know Whence I have journeyed, nor the way I go,— Am still content to follow at thy side, O deathless guide!
# Lynch v. Overholser

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## Dissenting Opinion

    Clark
United States Supreme Court
369 U.S. 705
Lynch v. Overholser
Argued: Jan. 15, 1962. --- Decided: May 21, 1962
Richard Arens, Washington, D.C., for petitioner.
Burke Marshall, Washington, D.C., for respondent.
Mr. Justice HARLAN delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Lynch v. Tilden Produce Company

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United States Supreme Court
265 U.S. 315
Lynch v. Tilden Produce Company
Argued: Jan. 25, 1924. --- Decided: May 26, 1924
The Attorney General and Mrs. Mabel Walker Willebrandt, Asst. Atty. Gen., for petitioner.
[Argument of Counsel from page 316 intentionally omitted]
Mr. George W. Peterson, of St. Paul, Minn., for respondent.
Mr. Justice BUTLER delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Lynch v. People of New York ex rel. Pierson

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United States Supreme Court
293 U.S. 52
Lynch v. People of New York ex rel. Pierson
No. 1 Argued: Oct. 9, 1934. --- Decided: Nov 5, 1934
Messrs. Henry Epstein, of New York City, and Joseph M. Mesnig, of Albany, N.Y., for petitioners.
Messrs. C. P. Williamson and Charles W. Pierson, both of New York City, for respondent.
Mr. Chief Justice HUGHES delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Lynch v. Turrish

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United States Supreme Court
247 U.S. 221
LYNCH, Collector of Internal Revenue, v. TURRISH.
No. 421 Argued: March 4, 5, and 6, 1918. --- Decided: June 3, 1918
Mr. Solicitor General Davis, for petitioner.
Messrs. A. W. Clapp and Newell Clapp, both of St. Paul, Minn., and H. Oldenburg, of Carleton, Minn., for respondent.
Mr. Justice McKENNA delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# List of U.S. F5 Tornadoes (1880–1999)

A list of 93 historical F5 tornadoes in the United States between 1880–1999. This list was published by the United States National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration in 2000.
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# List of all the persons voted for by the electors in the state of Delaware for President and Vice President of the United States

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Dover in the Delaware State, Wednesday, February 4 A. D. 1789,
At a Meeting of the Electors for the Delaware State, appointed under the Directions of the Constitution of the United States, the following Persons were ballotted for, to wit,
For
| George Washington Esq. | 3 Votes, |
| John Jay Esq. | 3 Votes. |
We, the Electors for the said State, do hereby certify, that the abovesaid George Washington and John Jay, Esquires, were unanimously elected by Ballot as aforesaid. In Testimony whereof We have hereunto subscribed Our Names, the Day and year abovewritten.
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# List of Personnel in the Immediate Area Saved by the Heroic Action of Clifford C. Sims

FOR OFFICIAL USE ONLY
PERSONNEL IN THE IMMEDIATE AREA SAVED BY THE HEROIC ACTION
MEMBERS OF THE SECOND SQUAD, SECOND PLATOON, COMPANY D:
* Sp4 Larry R. Acra
* PFC Lester H. Heiserman
* Sgt Gary O. Parnell
* Sp4 David Troutman
* Pvt Lucus Rufus
* Sp4 Salvatore Bongiorno
MEMBERS OF THE COMPANY HEADQUARTERS GROUP:
* 1Lt Cleo C. Hogan, CO
* 2Lt Mike Watson, FO
* Sgt Lawrence Marunchuck, RTO
* Sp4 Virgil Meyers, RTO
* Sp4 James Noe, RTO
* Sp4 Danny Gipson, RTO
FOR OFFICIAL USE ONLY
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# List of Plants collected by the Officers, &c., in Captain Ross's voyage, on the coasts of Baffin's Bay

"List of Plants collected by the Officers, &c., in Captain Ross's voyage, on the coasts of Baffin's Bay is an 1818 paper written by Robert Brown, which lists the plants discovered during John Ross's voyage to Baffin's Bay. Though largely unremarkable, it is significant in providing the first, albeit tentative, attribution of the phenomenon of red snow to an algae.
* "List of Plants collected by the Officers, &c., in Captain Ross's voyage, on the coasts of Baffin's Bay" in Ross, John (1818), A voyage of discovery for the purpose of exploring Baffin's Bay: cxli–cxliv.
* List of Plants collected by the Officers, &c., in Captain Ross's voyage, on the coasts of Baffin's Bay (an offprint with separate pagination).
* "List of Plants collected by the Officers, &c., in Captain Ross's voyage, on the coasts of Baffin's Bay" in Bennett, John Joseph (ed.) (1866) The miscellaneous botanical works of Robert Brown, Esq., D.C.L., F.R.S. 1: 175—178.
* a Dutch translation of Ross's book appeared in 1818 under the title Reizen naar Ysland en de Baffinsbaai, de laatste gedaan ter ontdekking van Groenland, in den jare 1818. Presumably Brown's appendix was included.
* A German translation of Ross's book appeared in 1820; presumably Brown's appendix was included.
* A German transations of this work appeared in Nees von Esenbeck, C. G. D. (ed.) (1827), Robert Brown's Vermischte botanische Schriften 1:337—356.
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/In Memory of Caroline Furness Jayne

IN MEMORY OF CAROLINE FURNESS JAYNE
Could'st thou—thou, also, die, whom life so cherished? Could'st thou go from us, in thy beauteous June, Leaving a sense of joy untimely perished, Of music stilled too soon?
We had not dreamed, fair child, that thou before us Should'st find the meadows of the asphodel— Should'st hear, ere we, "the high imagined chorus,"— But, ah, for thee, 't is well!
Not thine to creep reluctant to death's portal: Thy spirit from the mirk of transient things Rose radiant to the light of the immortal, With eager, outstretched wings!
For the grave gods, bestowing every blessing Upon a child of Earth, ere grief should come, Crowned thee, in youth, with the mild touch caressing That calls their loved ones home!
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/Indian-Pipe

INDIAN-PIPE
In the heart of the forest arising, Slim, ghostly, and fair, Ethereal offspring of moisture, Of earth and of air; With slender stems anchored together Where first they uncurl, Each tipped with its exquisite lily Of mother-of-pearl; 'Mid the pine-needles, closely enwoven Its roots to embale,— The Indian-pipe of the woodland, Thrice lovely and frail!
Is this but an earth-springing fungus— This darling of Fate Which out of the mouldering darkness Such light can create? Or is it the spirit of Beauty, Here drawn by love's lure To give to the forest a something Unearthy and pure: To crystallize dewdrop and balsam And dryad-lisped words And starbeam and moonrise and rapture And song of wild birds?
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/John Hay

This poem was not included in Mrs. Coates' collected Poems (1916, in 2 vols.).
JOHN HAY
Amid ferns and mosses brown, From the little mountain-town, Through the driving rain they bore him, Kearsarge frowning down:
Onward bore him, wrapped from sight Under palms and blossoms white,— While the grieving hearts of thousands Followed through the night
To that grave, love-sanctified, Where, in the full summer-tide, Low they laid him, who had cherished Sympathies world-wide.
Honored grave! Yet Azrael's dart Only slays the mortal part, And they die not who have written On the human heart.
Sad Roumania, far Peking, East with West, his praise to sing Who deemed justice more than power, Hither tribute bring;
​And the mother-land who bore— She whom most he labored for— Bows her head in sorrow, knowing He returns no more.
Fame has crowned her own again, Writing with illumined pen,— Lincoln's friend, who loved and truly Served his fellow-men.
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/Kindred

KINDRED
Tender grass in April springing, Scent of lilacs wet with rain, Bluebird jubilantly singing Snatches of a loved refrain,
Falcon soaring high above me, Light of stars in deeps divine, Creeping earth-bound things that move me To compassion, ye are mine!
Wind in varied cadence playing Mystic runes on harps unseen, Blossom hardily delaying Where lost summer late hath been,
Shadow drifting o'er the mountain, Mist blown inward from the sea, Hidden spring and bubbling fountain,— Ye are mine and parts of me!
What am I? The stars have made me, And the dust to which I cleave, Rivers, and the hills that aid me, Past and future, morn and eve,
​Nightshade lightly plucked unknowing, Roses fondly twined with rue, Harvestings of mine own sowing, And from fields I never knew.
I have gained 'mid loss and capture Strength not found in vanquishing, Sharing oft the mounting rapture, Trailing oft the broken wing;
Kindred with the sunlight streaming Where nor dew nor rain-drop gleams, With the parchèd desert dreaming Incommunicable dreams,
Laid in cavern-bed at even, Throned on rose-flushed Apennine,— Multitudinous earth and heaven, Naught ye hold that is not mine!
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/L'Amour Fait Peur

L'AMOUR FAIT PEUR
A coward is man, yet a hero Whose will overmasters his fear, Till peril no longer appals him, And danger itself groweth dear. Poised and strong, asking no intervention, He hazards the rock and the shoal; One only thing halts his pretension— Love frightens the soul.
Self-disciplined, slowly but surely, Disaster accustomed to brave, He makes a companion of sorrow, Nor falters at threat of the grave; Nay, often would hold it at nearer Approach a beneficent goal— But, ah! with the thought of one dearer, Love frightens the soul!
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/Helen Keller with a Rose

HELEN KELLER WITH A ROSE
Others may see thee; I behold thee not; Yet most I think thee, beauteous blossom, mine: For I, who walk in shade, like Proserpine— Things once too briefly looked on, long forgot— Seem by some tender miracle divine, When breathing thee, apart, To hold the rapturous summer warm within my heart.
We understand each other, thou and I! Thy velvet petals laid against my cheek, Thou feelest all the voiceless things I speak, And to my yearning makest mute reply: Yet a more special good of thee I seek, For God who made—oh, kind!— Beauty for one and all, gave fragrance for the blind!
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/Influence

INFLUENCE
My friend leaned o'er the flowery brink Of evil, bending down to drink; But though he stooped, resolved to take The harmful draught despite my fears, He yielded for my pleading's sake— Feeling my love and tears.
Again he stoops; again I long To save a fellow-man from wrong. He was my friend! Fain, in this hour, Would I defend him as before: I strive—but I have lost the power, Who love him now no more.
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/Inheritor

Also published in The Outlook (24 April 1909). This poem was not included in Mrs. Coates' collected Poems (1916, in 2 vols.).
INHERITOR
Say not the gods are cruel, Since man himself is kind— Man, who could give no tenderness If, impotent and blind, He stretched appealing hands on high No tenderness to find,—
Who, wakened to compassion, No longer stands apart, Careless of others' suffering, But, rather, shares the smart, Because of pity drawn from out The Universal Heart,—
Who feels within him glowing A spark that dares aspire, Flame-like, unto supernal things, With never-quenched desire, And knows that Heaven bestowed on him A spark of its own fire!
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW
1807-1882
If tasting Heliconian springs He of their waters drank not deep, If, smiling, he beheld not things Revealed to eyes that weep, If dread Dodona's Oracle And Delphi's voice for him were mute, If grave Minerva in his path Dropped never silver flute,—
Yet beauty wove a magic spell For him, and early, at his need, Upon a bed of asphodel He found a tuneful reed,— The Syrinx-reed Thessalian, Of plaintive, far renown, The universal pipe of Pan,— Where the god laid it down.
Right reverently from the ground He lifted up the sacred thing, Accepted it with awe profound, With faith unfaltering; ​And when its music forth he drew Earth half forgot her ancient pain, For Marsyas himself ne'er blew A purer, sweeter strain!
Though some there be who, self-attired In robes of judgment they misuse, Protest that he was not inspired By the authentic Muse,— Love, granting all his faults to these, Forever holds his name apart, Who moved not senseless stones and trees, But the quick human heart.
"The people's poet." Did he lack Return? He served in high degree The people, and they gave him back Their immortality! Time careless grows of costly wit, Brave monuments are quickly gone,— But that which on the heart is writ Lives on, and on, and on!
# Lyrics of Life (1909)/Honor

HONOR
Divine abstraction, shadowy image, dream More vital than substantial shapes made strong By all the tireless energies of wrong,— Who should deny thy being would blaspheme The power that made thy loveliness supreme, Lending thee accents of auroral song To comfort those who unto thee belong— Though they go down to dark Cocytus' stream.
Patient as Time art thou, eternal one! Yet who may change thy judgments—or destroy? The conqueror whom wily Egypt won Found with life's honeyed draught a bitter blent; And Hector, fallen by the walls of Troy, Looked up, and saw thy face, and was content.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1702/The Farewell of the Old Year

* THE FAREWELL OF THE OLD YEAR.
* When the moments of friendship are numbered,
* How oft it appears
* That the love which in laughter has slumbered
* Awakes now in tears!
* We are friends that have journeyed together
* Long time, you and I;
* Through sunshine and stormiest weather,
* But the old year must die.
* And awhile in your hearts will awaken
* A bitter regret;
* And the paths that your feet have forsaken
* You cannot forget.
* Yet I pray you to mourn not my going,
* Though we have been friends;
* What am I but one billow, whose flowing
* Has touched shore, and ends?
* And the tale of my joy and my sorrow
* Lives but as the trace
* Of the waves, that the tides of the morrow
* In turn shall efface.
* Yet I leave you, as waves leave their treasures
* Of coral and shell,
* A gift, passing sorrows and pleasures,
* Our friendship to tell.
* I leave you the friendships, whose growing
* Has been from my birth;
* There is nought that the tide brings in flowing
* Can equal their worth.
* For as shells from the murmurs of ocean
* Steal echoes that last,
* So in friendship is stored the emotion
* Of years that are past.
* F. W. B.
* Spectator.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1703/Life-Mosaic

* LIFE-MOSAIC.
* Master, to do great work for thee, my hand
* Is far too weak! Thou givest what may suit
* Some little chips to cut with care minute,
* Or tint, or grave, or polish. Others stand
* Before their quarried marble, fair and grand,
* And make a life-work of the great design
* Which thou hast traced; or, many-skilled, combine
* To build vast temples, gloriously planned,
* Yet take the tiny stones which I have wrought
* Just one by one, as they were given by thee,
* Not knowing what came next in thy wise thought.
* Set each stone by thy master-hand of grace,
* Form the mosaic as thou wilt for me,
* And in thy temple-pavement give it place.
* Frances Ridley Havergal.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1702/Will the Past be Past?

* II. — WILL THE PAST BE PAST?
* "Bury, oh dead, thy dead!" Can Death's behest
* Close the pale eyelids? Can dead fingers fold
* Dead hands in peace, or in the graveyard cold
* Commit the soulless body to its rest?
* guns rise and set; each evening in the west
* Dim clouds attend the funeral of the day;
* Night falls; men sleep; and still, oh dead: ye stay.
* No peace for me on earth's unearthly breast
* Haunted by you. I would, I would, oh dead,
* I would ye had no immortality!
* I would ye too could sleep and let me be!
* Rest, rest! hath not your requiem been said?
* Ah no! With faces turned to me they lie;
* They rise, they answer — "No, we cannot die!"
* U.
* Macmillan's Magazine.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1703

LITTELL'S LIVING AGE.
| Fifth Series, Volume XVII. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | No. 1703. — February 3, 1877. | $\scriptstyle {\left\{{\begin{matrix}\ \end{matrix}}\right.}$ | From Beginning Vol. CXXXII. |
CONTENTS. :
| I. | The Anglo-American Churches of the United States, | London Quarterly Review, | 259 |
| II. | The Marquis of Lossie. By George Macdonald, author of "Malcolm," etc. Part VIII., | Advance Sheets, | 274 |
| III. | Fields and Field Sports in Madras, | Fraser's Magazine, | 283 |
| IV. | The Shadow of the Door, | Blackwood's Magazine, | 293 |
| V. | The Wordsworths at Brinsop Court, | Temple Bar, | 302 |
| VI. | Prince Bismarck's Literary Faculty. By Francis Hueffer, | Gentleman's Magazine, | 305 |
| VII. | Self-Help In Science, | Good Words, | 311 |
| VIII. | Dr. Schliemann's Discoveries at Mycæ, | Nature, | 316 |
| IX. | Earldoms, | Pall Mall Gazette, | 318 |
| X. | Caprices of the Nile, | Chambers' Journal, | 319 |
POETRY. :
| My Secret, | 258 | A Snowy Day, | 258 |
| Life-Mosaic, | 258 | | |
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1703/A Snowy Day

* A SNOWY DAY.
* Thermometer at twenty — flood and field
* Are treble-locked, and petrified by frost;
* Fair Nature's lovely face is half concealed,
* And all her rich variety is lost
* Beneath a spotless veil of virgin white.
* The clouds are densely black — the wind nor-east,
* And yonder schoolboy's shouts are heard a mile.
* The idle plough stands on the upland height,
* Frost-bound immovably, and man and beast
* Suspend the industry of daily toil.
* Come forth and breathe the crisp and bracing air,
* Till mind and body thrill with genial glow.
* Come forth and see; and seeing, tell how fair
* The beautiful monotony of snow.
* G.
# M. K. Gandhi: Indian Patriot in South Africa

1909
M. K. GANDHI:
INDIAN PATRIOT IN SOUTH AFRICA
By
JOSEPH J. DOKE
With an introduction by
LORD AMPTHILL
G.C.S.I., G.C.I.E., etc., etc.
KHIL BHARAT SARVA SEVA SANGH PRAKASHAN
RAJGHAT, VARANASI (U.P.)
​"I have nothing new to teach the world. Truth and Non-violence are as old as the hills. All I have done is to try experiments in both on as vast a scale as I could. In doing so I have sometimes erred and learnt by my errors. Life and its problems have thus become to me so many experiments in the practice of truth and non-violence."
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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