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# My Dream

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* My Dream, a poem by Florence Earle Coates (Though full of care)
* "My Dream", a poem by Elizabeth Heléne Freston
* My Dream, a poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti (Hear now a curious dream I dreamed last night,)
* "My dream", a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
* My Dream, a short story by Leo Tolstoy
* My Dream, a poem by John Greenleaf Whittier (In my dream, methought I trod)
# Verses

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* Verses (Yes, opening life to him was bright), a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
* Verses (With lingering step from thee I go), a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
* Verses (In early mom, ere yet the light), a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
* Verses (I was within a home, where nature smiled), a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
* Verses (I stood beside a death-bed scene—a mother bent and wept), a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
* Verses (I heard a song, and it softly fell), a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
* Verses (Had I the Hebrew Prophet's power), a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
* Verses (Do I not love at midnight to gaze forth), a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
* "Verses", a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
# Poems (Schiller)/What I love (I love the green woods)

Poems Composed in Childhood
# What I Love

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* "What I Love", a poem by Frances Sargent Osgood
* "What I love" (I love the little birds), a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
* "What I love" (I love the green woods), a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
# Poems (Greenwell)/To a Departed Spirit

TO A DEPARTED SPIRIT.
And there in Abraham's bosom, whatever it be which that bosom signifies, lives my sweet friend. For what other place is there for such a soul?"
St. Augustine's Confessions.
# To a Departed Spirit

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* "To a Departed Spirit", a poem by Dora Greenwell
* "To a Departed Spirit", a poem by Felicia Hemans
* "To a departed spirit", a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
# To a Departed Spirit (Hemans)

* To a Departed Spirit, in The Literary Souvenir, 1829.
* To a Departed Spirit, in Songs of the Affections, with Other Poems (Songs of the Affections), 1830.
# Christmas Eve

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* "Christmas Eve", a poem by Mathilde Blind
* "Christmas Eve", a poem by Florence Earle Coates. ("Would Jesus come to me, Mither,")
* "Christmas Eve", a poem by Annie Isabel Curwen
* "Christmas Eve", a ballad by Karel Jaromír Erben
* "Christmas Eve", a poem by Eugene Field. ("Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul,")
* "Christmas Eve", a hymn tune by Myles Birket Foster.
* "Christmas Eve", a poem by Elizabeth Heléne Freston
* "Christmas Eve", a poem by Felicia Hemans
* "Christmas Eve", a work by Hamilton Wright Mabie
* "Christmas eve", a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
* "Christmas Eve", a poem by Mary Young Sewell
* "Christmas eve", a poem by Emma Toke

## See also

* Christmas
# Love Song

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* "A Love-Song", a poem by Eliza Cook
* "A Love Song", a poem by Rosa Neil Crandall
* "A Love Song", a poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
* "A Love Song", a poem by Judah Halevi
* "A love song", a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
* "A Love Song", a poem by Jonathan Swift
* "Love-Song", a poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
* "Love Song", a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
* "Love Song", a poem by William Carlos Williams
* "Love Song", a poem by William Carlos Williams
* "Love Song", a poem by William Carlos Williams
* "Love Song", a poem by Claude McKay

## See also

* Love Songs
# Sunbeams

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* "Sunbeams", a poem by Mary C. Ryan
* "Sunbeams", a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
# Work-a-day Warriors/The Carrion Crow

THE CARRION CROW
[There is a somewhat whimsical sequel to the above. One afternoon the R.Q.M.S., who is one of the best revolver shots in the Battalion, entered my billet with a Webley in one hand and a dead crow in the other. "He perched upon a tree, and glowered at me, and as I thought of him possibly picking out my e'en—well, I picked him off first!"]
# Work-a-day Warriors/Noel

NOEL
RUINED CHURCH AT ELVERDINGHE
"There will be no service to-night!"
# Work-a-day Warriors/Casualty List (Unofficial)

CASUALTY LIST
(UNOFFICIAL)
# Work-a-day Warriors/The Things I've Seen

THE THINGS I'VE SEEN
# The Poetical Works of William Collins

THE ALDINE EDITION
OF THE BRITISH
POETS
THE POEMS OF COLLINS
H. Robinson sc.
William Collins
Ætatis 14
From a drawing formerly in the possession of William Seward, Esq.
Published by William Pickering Chancery Lane xxxxxx
THE POETICAL WORKS OF WILLIAM COLLINS
LONDON WILLIAM PICKERING 1830
LONDON: PRINTED BY C. WHITTINGHAM, TOOKS COURT.
CONTENTS.
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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# Poems (Grossman)

POEMS
BY
ETHEL B. GROSSMAN
NEW YORK,
1917
Copyright, 1917
by
Ethel B. Grossman
Dedicated
to
My Dear Parents
Sincerely yours Ethel B. Grossman
CONTENTS
FIRST LINE INDEX.
This Volume is one of a Limited Edition
privately printed and is No. . . .
PRESENTED TO
WITH THE COMPLIMENTS OF THE AUTHOR
This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1929.
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# Poems (Grossman)/The Fateful Letter "H"!

THE FATEFUL LETTER "H"
Reprinted from Horace Mann Record, February, 1917
BRIDGET stood by the kitchen stove with the peel of an apple in her hand. She turned to see if any one was near, then she took it up carefully, so as not to break it, and threw it over her left shoulder. She stood as if rooted to the floor for a moment, her hands clasped tightly. "Oh, the Saints be blessed!" she ejaculated. "Sure, oi'm afraid to look. Me future husband might be starin' me in the face." She caught her breath and turned quickly. There, on the floor, the apple peel had formed the letter "H" as plain as day! Bridget burst into sobs. "And all the time I wuz wishin' it would be L," she repeated over and over again. Then her voice trailed off into little inarticulate murmurs, and she fell asleep.
"But, Bridget, we wuz to finish our courtin' a year come next Saint Swiven's, an' then you said we wuz to be———"
"Lemuel, if you don't stop talkin' I'll throw a kettle o' bilin' hot water at you. The loiks o' some presumin' people! The Saints has told me the initial of the man Oi'm ter marry ———and yours ain't it!"
"I've hearn you say that fer the last half-hour. I ain't afeared of no water, and you said we wuz to be mar———"
"Lemuel, get out o' this kitchen, and be careful how you go. I jist finished scrubbin' me floor, and it ain't for the loikes of you to be a-trailin' it up with mud. Now git!"
The door slammed. Bridget began to stir the dough ​vigorously. "Oh, by the blessed St. Anthony," she mur- mured. "Why wasn't it 'L'?"
About twenty minutes later, as she shut the oven door, a clump, clump, clump was heard coming up the steps. Bridget, being in a better frame of mind, having let out her feelings on the cake, went to the door. There she saw a very shame-faced Lemuel. He stood on the top step, twisting his hat and getting redder every minute.
"The Saints be praised," said Bridget. "You usually ain't so pertikular or polite. Come in, and shet the door behoind yer."
She sat down. Lemuel gingerly selected a chair and sat down as near as possible. Thereupon Bridget promptly lost her domineering manner, blushed, and turned the other way.
"Now, Lemuel," she began, shyly.
Lemuel, seeing her face grow red, took courage, and began—"I've been walkin' a mile jist ter come back an' tell yer somethin', Bridget. Yer know—yer see—wal—er—er —I reckon I didn't tell yer. They've always called me 'Lemmie,' but my christening name is—HEZEKIAH."
"The Saints be blessed!" ejaculated Bridget.
# Poems (Grossman)/The Circus Has Come to Town

THE CIRCUS HAS COME TO TOWN
Reprinted from Horace Mann Record, December, 1915
THE fire was burning brightly, and the sparks tripped gaily along the winding stairway of smoke up the chimney. Grandpa was dozing before the fire, in his favorite chair, a newspaper before him. Suddenly he was startled by a loud whoop, and in came Bob.
"Oh! Grandaddy, what do you think? The circus is coming to town next week and I'm going. 'There's going to be bears, an' elephants, an' pop corn, an' monkeys, an' pink lemonade, an'———"Here Bobby stopped short for breath, and looked at Grandpa, his face full of excitement.
"Bosh," said Grandpa, emphatically. "A circus is trash, pure and simple trash. I once went to one and———"
"Oh, do tell me about it," begged Bobby, who was willing to listen to anything about a circus just now.
"Well," began Grandpa, "I will never forget that day, even though I didn't enjoy it much, you know. I remember the posters had been put up, all different colors. There were pink bears, and blue lions, and ever so many things printed on them. We boys just couldn't wait till Circus Day came. We saved our pennies two weeks ahead, so we could have a jolly good time when the circus did come. The first day all the animals marched up the street. Such a sight I had never seen before! Monkeys and bears, lions and tigers, and the clown turning summersaults all the way. Gee! I can see them now, people waving, boys shouting; all throwing their caps up, and screaming at the top of their lungs. It was great. Later we all went into the tent. The bare back rider ​dressed in bright green was riding around the ring. The dogs were doing tricks. Boys were selling peanuts, pop corn, and pink lemonade. I was so excited I just stood up, waved my cap, and screamed. When it was all over I went up and shook hands with the clown and the bare back rider, and felt as proud as a peacock. Oh! I had the time of my young life," declared Grandpa, slapping his knee enthusiastically, his eyes twinkling, and his face aglow with the thought of it.
"Oh, Grandaddy, that was ripping," said Bob. "I only hope my circus will be as nice."
"By the way, Bob, I think I'll take you to the circus myself to-morrow," said Grandpa.
# Poems (Grossman)/A Serial Story, or "The Rejected Lover!"

A SERTAL STORY, or "THE REJECTED LOVER"
Reprinted from Horace Mann Record, November, 1916
HELEN looked eagerly at all the paper stands on her way home from school, to see if the latest B——— magazine was out. She did so want to finish that story, and a month certainly seemed a long time to wait. Ah, there it was! She was a trifle disappointed in the cover this month, but then what did that matter? Just think of all the thrills that picture was hiding from view! Helen hurriedly drew, out of a small leather purse, the last precious quarter of that week's allowance, and without any outward sign of reluctance, handed it to the man and hurried away with the magazine rolled up tightly, tucked under one arm.
She ran home half the way, rushed up the stairs and stood breathless for a second on the threshold of her room, all the while unbuttoning her coat, which she threw together with her hat upon the bed. Then she slammed her books on the desk and, having acquired a box of chocolates from some secluded place, sat down in a rocking chair, and opening the magazine, partook of the monthly treat.
She ran her finger down the table of contents. There it was! It seemed to stand out to Helen in letters of gold, "The Rejected Lover," page eighteen. That magazine would roll up so! And the pages seemed to stick just on purpose! Now she had it—page eighteen! "The Rejected Lover."
Yes, the heroine was just where she had left her last month, "sobbing disconsolately for the vanquished hero. Enter villain." Helen read on and on enthralled. Her eyes ​skimmed across the page with such rapidity that even her English teacher would have stared in astonishment. "She made several vain attempts to free herself from the grasp of the villain, when ———" continued on page twenty-six.
Helen uttered a sigh and tried in vain to find her way through Colgate's Ribbon Dental Cream, Ford Automobiles, Crex Rugs and Campbell's Soups. The pages were so sharp that she cut herself several times. Victrolas seemed to have no end, and it was impossible to even eat your way through Sunshine Biscuits and Jello. Finally she saw page twenty-six. Oh, dear, it was stuck to twenty-seven! Well, now she had it—continued from page eighteen, "The hero, then, at the crucial moment, threw open the door and rushed on the villain———"
Helen read on excitedly. Her cheeks burned and her eyes were bright. "Enter third party." Helen's expression changed, and tears rolled down her cheeks as the heroine scorned her beloved hero and gave her love to the other man, whom Helen had no use for as he wasn't tall, and didn't have dark, curly hair and blue eyes like her idol. Well—there was no accounting for the taste of heroines—but how could they be so stupid, she mused. Then she read on. "The rejected hero turned to go, when all of a sudden"—continued in next month's issue.
PARIS GARTERS WRIGLEY'S SPEARMINT GUM
Helen closed the magazine with a long-drawn sigh, and wiped away the tears shed for a tall, rejected lover with curly, black hair and blue eyes.
# Poems (Grossman)/The Little Pumpkin

THE LITTLE PUMPKIN
A Play
in
Three Acts
Produced at
          "Stratford-Avon" Theatre",
                October 31st, 1914.
# Bessy Bell & Mary Gray (1)

Bessy Bell & Mary Gray.
CAULD KAIL IN ABERDEEN.
Dear Tom, this Brown Jug.
One morning very early.
GLASGOW:
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
1823.
* Bessy Bell & Mary Gray
* Cauld Kail in Aberdeen
* Dear Tom, this Brown Jug
* One morning very early
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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# Poems (Markham)

Published posthumously
POEMS
By
MRS. ELIZABETH MARKHAM
An Oregon Pioneer of 1847-1857
Portland, Oregon
THE J. K. GILL COMPANY
1921
Dedicated to
Edwin Markham
by the
OREGON PIONEER ASSOCIATION
FOREWORD
THE VISIT OF EDWIN MARKHAM to his native land revives many pleasant and interesting recollections. As a child of five he went away with his parents. Now he returns as a mature man who has achieved a world-wide fame that reflects honor upon his family, distinction upon the place of his birth, and is most gratifying to its citizenship.
As another son of an Oregon Pioneer, I trust it will not be regarded as temerity on my part, if I aid in extending to our distinguished visitor a hearty and fitting welcome. A prompting incentive is the fact that his parents and mine made the long and wearisome journey across the plains in 1847 in the same immigrant train.
His mother was held in high esteem by mine. I have frequently heard her speak of Mrs. Markham's culture and ability; also of her literary work, some of which was done under peculiar difficulties during their long hegira westward. She told me that I could recognize Mrs. Markham's writings by the initials "E. M."—Elizabeth Markham.
When I first met Edwin Markham, July 8, 1915, at a reception tendered him at the Panama-Pacific Exposition, San Francisco, in the Oregon building, I related the foregoing and other incidents, which naturally interested him very much. He requested me to get as many of his mother's poems which had been published in Oregon as I could. Agreeable thereto, I have gladly collated the accompanying poems, and given the names and dates of the papers in which they were published, all of which were found in the archives of the Oregon Historical Society.
Oregon admires, loves and welcomes her distinguished son.
J. D. LEE.
* A contrast on matrimony
* Hearts may warm the winter
* The maiden's dream
* Imaginary ship wreck
* The departure
* My native home
* Voice of intemperance
* The dream of ambition
* Woman
* Road to Oregon
* Lines
* Friendship
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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# Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/At Night

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# Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/Kidnaped

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# Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/Compensation

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# Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/Winter's Approach

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# Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/Anchored

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# The problem of small nations in the European crisis

Inaugural lecture at the University of London, King's College
* "Problem of Small Nations in the Crisis of Europe" in Current History, vol. 3 (December 1915)
* The problem of small nations in the European crisis (1916)
* "The problem of small nations in the European crisis" in The voice of an oppressed people (c1917)
# The Czechoslovak Review/Volume 2/Bold Speaking in the Reichsrat

Bold Speaking in the Reichsrat.
The Czech motion for the impeachment of premier Seidler and his Minister of the Interior, Count Toggenburg, was supported by a speech of deputy Stránský. He exceeded in boldness anything spoken so far by any Czech deputy in the Vienna Parliament. Stránský said:
“We are determined to show to the foreign nations, how unbearable has become the German domination over the peoples of Austria and what violence is being committed in Austria under the guise of decrees, illegal in every respect. We bring a charge against this premier that he is a typical representative of the Prussianized Austria whose very existence means a prolongation of war and constitutes one of the greatest obstacles preventing a conclusion of peace by the liberation of the smaller, hitherto oppressed nations.
“In place of conciliating the various nationalities and races, Seidler adopts German policies and attempts to crown fifty years of German terrorism by forging slave fetters on these nationalities and binding them to the wheels of the revengeful German Moloch. The Germans undoubtedly begin to see that their domination is nearing the end and so they attempt to legalize the robberies they committed by the establishment of a German province in Bohemia; the partition of this country is their first step for this end. Austria will exist only so long as its peoples desire it. We now declare that we will hate Austria with its German backbone forever and with God’s help we hope some day to smash it. Austria embodies century-old crimes against the liberty of mankind. The highest national duty of the Czech people is to harm Austria wherever and whenever it is possible. This we owe to the Czech people and to our loyalty to the Bohemian crown, which loyalty can only be put in practice by opposing and even betraying Seidler’s Austria. So we are determined to be prepared with all means within our power. Austria is not a state, but a nightmare centuries old, an Alp mountain of tyranny and nothing else. Austria is a state without patriots and without patriotism; it is an absurdity, it is such a state that Czech soldiers sent against the enemy to embrace him and join him for the formation of new regiments and divisions against Austria.”
At this point policemen appeared and cleared the galleries, so that outsiders might not hear such treasonable talk and took possession of the records with a view to striking out the objectionable sentences. The impeachment was defeated by a vote of 215 to 162.
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# Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/The Masters

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# Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/Liza May

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LIZA MAY
# Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/After Many Days

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# Police Dept. of City of Chicago v. Mosley

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Chicago Police Dept. v. Mosley, 408 U.S. 92 (1972), was a United States Supreme Court case which concerned freedom of speech under the First Amendment. Oral argument for this case was consolidated with Grayned v. City of Rockford, but separate opinions were issued for each. Earl Mosley had protested employment discrimination by carrying a sign on the sidewalk in front of a Chicago high school, until the city of Chicago made it illegal to do so. Although Chicago believed that its ordinance was a time, place, or manner restriction, and therefore was a constitutional law, the Supreme Court ruled that it was a content-based restriction, because it treated labor-related protests differently from other protests. Since the ordinance did not meet the higher standards for content-based restrictions, it was ruled unconstitutional.

## Concurring Opinion

    Burger
Supreme Court of the United States
408 U.S. 92
Police Department of the City of Chicago et al. v. Mosley
Certiorari to the United States Court of Appeals for the Seventh Circuit
No. 70-87. Argued: January 19, 1972 --- Decided: June 26, 1972
City ordinance prohibiting all picketing within 150 feet of a school, except peaceful picketing of any school involved in a labor dispute, found by the Court of Appeals to be unconstitutional because overbroad, held violative of the Equal Protection Clause of the Fourteenth Amendment since it makes an impermissible distinction between peaceful labor picketing and other peaceful picketing. Pp. 94-102.
432 F. 2d 1256, affirmed.
MARSHALL, J., delivered the opinion of the Court, in which BURGER, C. J., and DOUGLAS, BRENNAN, STEWART, WHITE, and POWELL, JJ., joined. BURGER, C.J., filed a concurring opinion, post, p. 102. BLACKMUN and REHNQUIST, JJ., concurred in the result.
Richard L. Curry argued the cause for petitioners. With him on the briefs were William R. Quinlan and Edmund Hatfield.
Harvey J. Barnett argued the cause for respondent. With him on the brief were Ronald L. Barnard and Hal M. Brown.
# Ten Favourite Songs

Ten Favourite
SONGS.
Loch na Gar. On wi' the Tartan. Oft in the stilly night. Charlie is my darling. The last Rose of summer. Farewell thou fair day. Alice Gray. Oh no! we never mention her. O, come to me when daylight sets. The King's Anthem.
NEWTON-STEWART:
Printed and sold Wholesale and Retail,
By J. M‘NAIRN.
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