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# Murch v. Mottram
## Dissenting Opinion

    Brennan
Supreme Court of the United States
409 U.S. 41
Murch et al. v. Mottram
On Petition for Writ of Certiorari to the United States Court of Appeals for the First Circuit
No. 72-55. Argued: N/A --- Decided: November 6, 1972
In a 1965 proceeding respondent substituted for his original attack on the constitutional validity of his underlying convictions a petition challenging only the constitutionality of procedures attending revocation of his parole, notwithstanding advice that, under the judge's construction of Maine's statute governing post-conviction relief, a prisoner is deemed to waive constitutional grounds not asserted and that both the petition and the previous attack came within the statute. Respondent's 1965 challenge was not successful, and in 1967 he filed another petition for state post-conviction relief, collaterally attacking the validity of the previous convictions. Following an adverse ruling by the State's highest court, respondent sought relief in the District Court, which ruled against him on the ground that in the 1965 proceeding he had bypassed the state statutory procedures. The Court of Appeals reversed, holding that respondent had not waived the right to raise the constitutional issues.
Held: Maine could properly provide that a prisoner seeking post-conviction relief must assert all known constitutional claims in a single proceeding, and a state prisoner may not "elect" not to comply with a state court's interpretation of the statute and claim, as respondent (who had received fair warning) did here, that he did not have the subjective intent to waive his constitutional claims.
Certiorari granted; 458 F. 2d 626, reversed.
PER CURIAM.
# Brooklyn Eagle/1919/Mudslinging Charge Of Dr. Day Pitiful, Says E. J. O'Malley

Edwin Joseph O'Malley (1881-1953) in the Brooklyn Eagle on December 2, 1919.
Mudslinging Charge Of Dr. Day Pitiful, Says E. J. O'Malley. E. J. O'Malley, one of the dismissed Deputy Commissioners of Health was found at his desk in the Charities Department and when asked for a statement, ridiculed Dr. Day's charges and declared he did not think they deserved serious consideration. He denied that he knew anything about the offer Dr. Day alleged came "The only comment I have to make" he added "is that Dr. Day should be confined somewhere in some suitable institution for his own good. His mudslinging charges are pitiful and ridiculous. I cannot understand how he expects such charges to ring true if we interpret his own statement literally."
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# Murch v. Mottram/Dissent Brennan

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[p47] MR. JUSTICE BRENNAN, with whom MR. JUSTICE DOUGLAS and MR. JUSTICE MARSHALL concur, dissenting.
I dissent and would affirm because in my view the Court of Appeals reached the correct result on the facts presented.
# Poems, in Two Volumes (Wordsworth, 1807)/Volume 1/Composed after a Journey across the Hamilton Hills, Yorkshire

3.
COMPOSED
after a Journey across
THE HAMILTON HILLS,
YORKSHIRE.
# Poems, in Two Volumes (Wordsworth, 1807)/Volume 1/These words were utter'd in a pensive mood

4.
# Poems (Wordsworth, 1815)/Volume 2/Composed after a journey across the Hamilton Hills

XI.
COMPOSED AFTER A JOURNEY ACROSS THE HAMILTON HILLS, YORKSHIRE.
Dark, and more dark, the shades of Evening fell; The wish'd-for point was reach'd—but late the hour; And little could we see of all that power Of prospect, whereof many thousands tell. The western sky did recompence us well With Grecian Temple, Minaret, and Bower; And, in one part, a Minster with its Tower Substantially expressed—a place for Bell Or Clock to toll from! Many a glorious pile Did we behold, fair sights that might repay All disappointment! and, as such, the eye Delighted in them; but we felt, the while, We should forget them:—they are of the sky, And from our earthly memory fade away.
# Composed after a Journey across the Hamilton Hills, Yorkshire

* "Composed after a Journey across the Hamilton Hills, Yorkshire", in Poems, in Two Volumes (1807)
* "Composed after a journey across the Hamilton Hills", in Poems (1815)
# To Sleep

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* "To Sleep", a poem by Augusta Baldwyn
* To Sleep, a sonnet by John Keats (O soft embalmer of the still midnight)
* To Sleep, a poem by Alice Meynell (Dear fool, be true to me!)
* "To Sleep", a poem by Susanna Pizey
* To Sleep, a poem by Charlotte Smith (Come balmy Sleep! tired Nature's soft resort!)
* To Sleep, a sonnet by William Wordsworth (A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by)
* To Sleep, a sonnet by William Wordsworth (Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep!)
* To Sleep, a sonnet by William Wordsworth (O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee)
# Poems (Wordsworth, 1815)/Volume 2/To Sleep (O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee)

XV.
TO SLEEP.
O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee, These twinklings of oblivion? Thou dost love To sit in meekness, like the brooding Dove, A Captive never wishing to be free. This tiresome night, O Sleep! thou art to me A Fly, that up and down himself doth shove Upon a fretful rivulet, now above, Now on the water vexed with mockery. I have no pain that calls for patience, no; Hence I am cross and peevish as a child: And pleased by fits to have thee for my foe, Yet ever willing to be reconciled: O gentle Creature! do not use me so, But once and deeply let me be beguiled!
# Poems, in Two Volumes (Wordsworth, 1807)/Volume 1/To Sleep (1)

5.
TO SLEEP.
# To Sleep (Wordsworth, "O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee")

"O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee"
* "To Sleep", in Poems, in Two Volumes (1807)
* "To Sleep", in Poems (1815)
# To Sleep (Wordsworth, "A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by")

"A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by"
* "To Sleep", in Poems, in Two Volumes (1807)
* "To Sleep", in Poems (1815)
# Poems, in Two Volumes (Wordsworth, 1807)/Volume 1/To Sleep (2)

6.
TO SLEEP.
# Poems (Wordsworth, 1815)/Volume 2/To Sleep (A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by)

XVI.
TO SLEEP.
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky; I've thought of all by turns; and still I lie Sleepless; and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees; And the first Cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep! by any stealth: So do not let me wear to-night away: Without Thee what is all the morning's wealth? Come, blessed barrier betwixt day and day, Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health!
# To Sleep (Wordsworth, "Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep!")

"Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep!"
* "To Sleep", in Poems, in Two Volumes (1807)
* "To Sleep", in Poems (1815)
# Poems, in Two Volumes (Wordsworth, 1807)/Volume 1/To Sleep (3)

7.
TO SLEEP.
# Poems (Wordsworth, 1815)/Volume 2/To Sleep (Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep!)

XVII.
TO SLEEP.
Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep! And thou hast had thy store of tenderest names; The very sweetest words that fancy frames When thankfulness of heart is strong and deep! Dear bosom Child we call thee, that dost steep In rich reward all suffering; Balm that tames All anguish; Saint that evil thoughts and aims Takest away, and into souls dost creep, Like to a breeze from heaven. Shall I alone, I surely not a man ungently made, Call thee worst Tyrant by which Flesh is crost? Perverse, self-willed to own and to disown, Mere Slave of them who never for thee prayed, Still last to come where thou art wanted most!
# Poems: New and Old (Newbolt)/The Gay Gordons

The Gay Gordons
(Dargai, October 20th, 1897)
# Poems: New and Old (Newbolt)/The Toy Band

The Toy Band
A Song of the Great Retreat
# Poems: New and Old (Newbolt)/A Letter from the Front

A Letter From the Front
# Poems: New and Old (Newbolt)/He Fell Among Thieves

He Fell Among Thieves
# Poems: New and Old (Newbolt)/Ionicus

Ionicus
# Pilgrim

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## Poems

* "The Pilgrim", a poem by Florence Earle Coates
* The Pilgrim, a poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon 'And Palmer, grey Palmer, by Galilee's wave'
* The Pilgrim, a poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon 'Vain folly of another age'
* "The Pilgrims", a poem by John McCrae
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* "The Pilgrims", a poem by Edmund Clarence Stedman
* "Pilgrims", a poem by Henry David Thoreau
* "The Pilgrim", a poem by William Butler Yeats

## Other

* The Pilgrim, a comedy by John Fletcher (c. 1621; 1647)
* "Pilgrims", a hymn tune by Henry Smart
# Poems: New and Old (Newbolt)/The Non-Combatant

The Non-Combatant
# Poems: New and Old (Newbolt)/The War Films

The War Films
# Minstrelsy

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* The Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border (1802–1803), ed. by Walter Scott
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* Minstrelsy of England, ed. by Alfred Edward Moffat
* Northumbrian Minstrelsy
# The Works of Abraham Cowley/Volume 2/Epigram on the Power of Love

EPIGRAM,
ON
THE POWER OF LOVE.
"Nullis amor est medicabilis herbis."Ovid.
# The Works of Abraham Cowley/Volume 2/The First Nemæan Ode of Pindar

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THE FIRST NEMÆAN ODE
OF
PINDAR.
# The Works of Abraham Cowley/Volume 2/The Second Olympick Ode of Pindar

THE SECOND OLYMPICK ODE
OF
PINDAR.
Written in praise of Theron, prince of Agrigentum (a famous city in Sicily, built by his ancestors), who, in the seventy-seventh Olympick, won the chariot-prize. He is commended from the nobility of his race (whose story is often toucht on); from his great riches (an ordinary common-place in Pindar); from his hospitality, munificence, and other virtues. The Ode (according to the constant custom of the Poet) consists more in digresssions than in the main subject: and the Reader must not be choqued to hear him speak so often of his own Muse; for that is a liberty which this kind of poetry can hardly live without.
# The Works of Abraham Cowley/Volume 2/The Praise of Pindar. In imitation of Horace's second Ode, B. IV.

THE PRAISE OF PINDAR.
IN IMITATION OF HORACE'S SECOND ODE, B. IV.
"Pindarum quisquis studet æmulari, &c."
# The Works of Abraham Cowley/Volume 2/The Resurrection

THE RESURRECTION.
Stop stop, my Muse! allay thy vigorous heart, Kindled at a hint so great; Hold thy Pindaride Pegasus closely in, Which does to rage begin, &c.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/Two Revenges

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TWO REVENGES
IT is no more possible to predicate the conduct of an Indian than that of a woman. In Detroit lived Wasson, one of the warriors of the dreaded Pontiac, who had felt some tender movings ​of the spirit toward a girl of his tribe. The keeper of the old red mill that stood at the foot of Twenty-fourth Street adopted her, with the consent of her people, and did his best to civilize her. But Wasson kept watch. He presently discovered that whenever the miller was away a candle shone in the window until a figure wrapped in a military cloak emerged from the shadows, knocked, and was admitted. On the night that Wasson identified his rival as Colonel Campbell, an English officer, he stole into the girl's room through the window and cut her down with his hatchet. Colonel Campbell, likewise, he slew after Pontiac had made prisoners of the garrison. The mill was shunned, after that, for the figure of a girl, with a candle in her hand, frightened so many people by moving about the place that it was torn down in 1795.
But the red man was not always hostile. Kenen, a Huron, loved a half-breed girl, whom he could never persuade into a betrothal. One day he accidentally wounded a white man in the wood, and lifting him on his shoulder he hurried with him to camp. It was not long before he found that the soft glances of the half-breed girl were doing more to cure his victim than the incantations of the medicine-man, and in a fit of anger, one day, he plucked forth his knife and fell upon the couple. Her look of innocent surprise shamed him. He rushed away, with an expression of self-contempt, and flung his weapon far into the river. Soon after, ​the white man was captured by the Iroquois. They were preparing to put him to the torture when a tall Indian leaped in among them, with the cry, "I am Kenen. Let the pale face go, for a Huron chief will take his place." And, as the bonds fell from the prisoner's wrists and ankles, he added, "Go and comfort the White Fawn." The white man was allowed to enter a canoe and row away, but as he did so his heart misgave him the words of a death-song and the crackling of fames had reached his ears.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/The Indian Messiah

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THE promise of the return to earth of various benign spirits has caused much trouble among the red men, and incidentally to the white men who are the objects of their fanatic dislike. The New Mexicans believed that when the Emperor Montezuma was about to leave the earth he planted a tree and bade them watch it, for when it fell he would come back in glory and lead them to victory, wealth, and power. The watch was kept in secret on account of the determination of the Spaniards to break up all fealty to tribal heroes and traditions. As late as 1781 they executed a sentence of death on a descendant of the Peruvian Incas for declaring his royal origin. When Montezuma's tree fell the people gathered on the house-tops to watch the east—in vain, for the white man was there. In 1883 the Sanpoels, a small tribe in Washington, were stirred by the teaching of an old chief, who told ​them that the wicked would soon be destroyed, and that the Great Spirit had ordered him to build an ark for his people. The remains of this vessel, two hundred and eighty-eight feet long, are still to be seen near one of the tributaries of the Columbia.
A frenzy swept over the West in 1890, inspiring the Indians by promise of the coming of one of superhuman power, who was generally believed to be Hiawatha, to threaten the destruction of the white population, since it had been foretold that the Messiah would drive the white men from their land. Early in the summer of that year it was reported that the Messiah had appeared in the north, and the chiefs of many tribes went to Dakota, as the magi did to Bethlehem, to learn if this were true. Sitting Bull, the Sioux chief, told them, in assembly, that it was so, and declared that he had seen the new Christ while hunting in the Shoshone Mountains. One evening he lost his way and was impelled by a strange feeling to follow a star that moved before him. At daybreak it paused over a beautiful valley, and, weary with his walk, he sank on a bed of moss. As he sat there throngs of Indian warriors appeared and began a spirit dance, led by chiefs who had long been dead. Presently a voice spoke in his ear, and turning he saw a strange man dressed in white. The man said he was the same Christ who had come into the world nineteen hundred years before to save white men, and that now he would save the red men by driving out the whites. The Indians were to ​dance the ghost-dance, or spirit dance, until the new moon, when the globe would shiver, the wind would blow, and the white soldiers and their horses would sink into the earth. The Messiah showed to Sitting Bull the nail-wounds in his hands and feet and the spear-stab in his side. When night came on the form in white had disappeared—and, returning, the old chief taught the ghost-dance to his people.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/The Vision of Rescue

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THE VISION OF RESCUE
SURMOUNTING Red Banks, twelve miles north of Green Bay, Wisconsin, on the eastern shore, and one hundred feet above the water, stands an earthwork that the first settlers found there when they went into that country. It was built by the Sauks and Outagamies, a family that ruled the land for many years, rousing the jealousy of neighboring tribes by their wealth and power. The time came, as it did in the concerns of nearly every band of Indians, when war was declared against this farmily, and the enemy came upon them in the darkness, their canoes patroling the shore while the main body formed a line about the fort. So silently was this done that but one person discovered it—a squaw, who cried, "We are all dead!"
There was nothing to see or hear, and she was rated for alarming the camp with foolish dreams; but dawn revealed the beleaguering line, and at the lifting of the sun a battle began that lasted for days, ​those within the earthworks sometimes fighting while ankle-deep in the blood of their fellows. The greatest lack of the besieged was that of water, and they let down earthen jars to the lake to get it, but the cords were cut ere they could be drawn up—the enemy shouting, derisively, "Come down and drink!" Several times they tried to do so, but were beaten back at every sally, and it seemed at last as if extermination was to be their fate.
When matters were at their darkest one of the young men who had been fasting for ten days—the Indian custom when divine direction was sought—addressed his companions to this effect: "Last night there stood by me the form of a young man, clothed in white, who said, 'I was once alive, but I died, and now I live forever. Trust me and I will deliver you. Be fearless. At midnight I will cast a sleep on your enemies. Go forth boldly and you shall escape.'" The condition was too desperate to question any means of freedom, and that night all but a handful of disbelievers left the fort, while the enemy was in a slumber of exhaustion, and got away in safety. When the besiegers, in the morning, found that the fort had been almost deserted, they fell on the few that remained to repent their folly, and put them to the knife and axe, for their fury was excessive at the failure of the siege.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/An Averted Peril

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IN 1786 a little building stood at North Bend, Ohio, near the junction of the Miami and Ohio Rivers, from which building the stars and stripes were flying. It was one of a series of block-houses built for the protecting of cleared land while the settlers were coming in, yet it was a trading station rather than a fort, for the attitude of government toward the red men was pacific. The French of the Mississippi Valley were not reconciled, however, to the extension of power by a Saxon people and the English in Canada were equally jealous of the prosperity of those provinces they had so lately lost. Both French and English had emissaries among the Shawnees when it had become known that the United States intended to negotiate a treaty with them.
It was the mild weather that comes for a time in October, when Cantantowit blesses the land from his home in the southwest with rich colors, plaintive perfumes of decay, soft airs, and tender lights: a time for peace; but the garrison at the fort realized ​that the situation was precarious. The Shawnees had camped about them, and the air was filled with the neighing of their ponies and the barking of their dogs. To let them into the fort was to invite massacre; to keep them out after they had been summoned was to declare war.
Colonel George Rogers Clarke, of Virginia, who was in command, scoffed at the fears of his men, and would not give ear to their appeals for an adjournment of the meeting or a change of the place of it. At the appointed hour the doors were opened and the Indians came in. The pipe of peace was smoked in the usual form, but the red men were sullen and insolent, and seemed to be seeking a cause of quarrel. Clarke explained that the whites desired only peace, and he asked the wise men to speak for their tribe. A stalwart chief arose, glanced contemptuously at the officer and his little guard, and, striding to the table where Clarke was seated, threw upon it two girdles of wampum—the peace-belt and the war-belt. "We offer you these belts," he said. "You know what they mean. Take which you like."
It was a deliberate insult and defiance. Both sides knew it, and many of the men held their breath. Clarke carelessly picked up the war-belt on the point of his cane and flung it among the assembled chiefs. Every man in the room sprang to his feet and clutched his weapon. Then, with a sternness that was almost ferocious, Clarke pointed ​to the door with an imperative action, and cried, "Dogs, you may go!"
The Indians were foiled in their ill intent by his self-possession and seeming confidence, which made them believe that he had forces in the vicinity that they were not prepared to meet. They had already had a bitter experience of his strength and craft, and in the fear that a trap had been set for them they fled tumultuously. The treaty was ratified soon after.