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# Perdita (Hebblethwaite)

The sea-coast of Bohemia
Is pleasant to the view
When singing larks spring from the grass
To fade into the blue,
And all the hawthorn hedges break In wreaths of purest snow,
And yellow daffodils are out,
And roses half in blow.
  The sea-coast of Bohemia
Is sad as sad can be, The prince has ta’en our flower of maids
Across the violet sea;
Our Perdita has gone with him,
No more we dance the round
Upon the green in joyous play, Or wake the tabor’s sound.
  The sea-coast of Bohemia
Has many wonders seen,
The shepherd lass wed with a king,
The shepherd with a queen; But such a wonder as my love
Was never seen before,
It is my joy and sorrow now
To love her evermore.
  The sea-coast of Bohemia Is haunted by a light
Of memory fair of lady’s eyes,
And fame of gallant knight;
The princes seek its charmèd strand,
But ah, it was our knell When o’er the sea our Perdita
Went with young Florizel.
  The sea-coast of Bohemia
Is not my resting-place,
For with her waned from out the day A beauty and a grace:
O had I kissed her on the lips
I would no longer weep,
But live by that until the day
I fall to shade and sleep.
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# Pereira v. United States
## Dissenting Opinion

    Minton
United States Supreme Court
347 U.S. 1
Pereira v. United States
Argued: Oct. 20, 1953. --- Decided: Feb 1, 1954
[Syllabus from pages 1-2 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Charles L. Sylvester, New York City, for petitioners.
Mr. John R. Wilkins, Washington, D.C., for respondent.
Mr. Chief Justice WARREN delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Perdita

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* Perdita, a poem by Rolf Boldrewood
* Perdita, a poem by Florence Earle Coates
* Perdita, a poem by James Hebblethwaite
* The Story of Perdita based on A Winter's Tale by William Shakespeare from Stories from Old English Poetry by Abby Sage Richardson, 1871
# Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc/Book II/Chapter 14

Chapter XIV
She was ready, but must sit down and wait until there was an army to work with.
Next morning, Saturday, April 30, 1429, she set about inquiring after the messenger who carried her proclamation to the English from Blois—the one which she had dictated at Poitiers. Here is a copy of it. It is a remarkable document, for several reasons: for its matter-of-fact directness, for its high spirit and forcible diction, and for its naive confidence in her ability to achieve the prodigious task which she had laid upon herself, or which had been laid upon her—which you please. All through it you seem to see the pomps of war and hear the rumbling of the drums. In it Joan's warrior soul is revealed, and for the moment the soft little shepherdess has disappeared from your view. This untaught country-damsel, unused to dictating anything at all to anybody, much less documents of state to kings and generals, poured out this procession of vigorous sentences as fluently as if this sort of work had been her trade from childhood:
"JESUS MARIA
In that closing sentence she invites them to go on crusade with her to rescue the Holy Sepulchre.
No answer had been returned to this proclamation, and the messenger himself had not come back. So now she sent her two heralds with a new letter warning the English to raise the siege and requiring them to restore that missing messenger. The heralds came back without him. All they brought was notice from the English to Joan that they would presently catch her and burn her if she did not clear out now while she had a chance, and "go back to her proper trade of minding cows."
She held her peace, only saying it was a pity that the English would persist in inviting present disaster and eventual destruction when she was "doing all she could to get them out of the country with their lives still in their bodies."
Presently she thought of an arrangement that might be acceptable, and said to the heralds, "Go back and say to Lord Talbot this, from me: 'Come out of your bastilles with your host, and I will come with mine; if I beat you, go in peace out of France; if you beat me, burn me, according to your desire.'"
​I did not hear this, but Dunois did, and spoke of it. The challenge was refused.
Sunday morning her Voices or some instinct gave her a warning, and she sent Dunois to Blois to take command of the army and hurry it to Orleans. It was a wise move, for he found Regnault de Chartres and some more of the King's pet rascals there trying their best to disperse the army, and crippling all the efforts of Joan's generals to head it for Orleans. They were a fine lot, those miscreants. They turned their attention to Dunois now, but he had balked Joan once, with unpleasant results to himself, and was not minded to meddle in that way again. He soon had the army moving.
# Poems (Greenwood)/The leap from the long bridge

THE LEAP FROM THE LONG BRIDGE.
AN INCIDENT AT WASHINGTON.
A woman once made her escape from the slave-prison, which stands midway between the Capitol and the President's house, and ran for the Long Bridge, crossing the Potomac to the extensive grounds and woodlands of Arlington Place.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/A Farewell

A FAREWELL
"The utmost for the highest."—Motto of George F. Watts.
AVE! Thou goest from us, Apart from us to dwell; Through sacrifice to find thyself. Ave!—but not farewell.
Thou hast dreamed a dream of Leisure; Thou hast heard her call thy name,— The handmaid of enduring Art, Who feeds the quenchless flame,— And after the Ideal Thou wistfully would'st fare, Before whose shrine 't is blest to wait, Though ne'er to enter there!
Go forth,—for thou hast willed it, Untrammelled as the sea! To find new forms of loveliness, Go forth! Lo, thou art free To hope, to learn, to listen, To be breathed upon, inspired, To wait on the unhasting gods, With soul intent, untired;
​Careless of gain or profit, Of markets, or applause, To yield thy heart to Nature's heart, To learn her dearer laws; To gaze beyond the present,— From the fleeting view of things, To lift the vision up and up; To feel the growth of wings;
Through love and self-denial, To gain at last the goal That hidden from the vulgar gaze Beckons the purer soul; Naught asking of the moment, Content to strive and strive,— Knowing when lesser gods depart, The gods themselves arrive!
Ave! Thou goest from us, Apart from us to dwell; Through sacrifice to find thyself. Ave!—but not farewell!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/A Hero

A HERO
HE sang of joy; whate'er he knew of sadness He kept for his own heart's peculiar share: So well he sang, the world imagined gladness To be sole tenant there.
For dreams were his, and in the dawn's fair shining, His spirit soared beyond the mounting lark; But from his lips no accent of repining Fell when the days grew dark;
And though contending long dread Fate to master, He failed at last her enmity to cheat, He turned with such a smile to face disaster That he sublimed defeat.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/A Rose

A ROSE
A SINGLE rose in yonder ruined bed Makes beauty where all beauty else had fled; Like love, which, careless or of time or death, About earth's shattered hopes its tendrils wreathing, Blooms in the wilderness, divinely breathing, Till all around grows fragrant with its breath.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/A Round

A ROUND
THE end of life is living, And 't is through love we live— Through taking and through giving. Then freely take—and give!
When into life we blunder, Love waits to soothe our woe; And 't is love's hand doth sunder Our bonds when hence we go.
Nor life nor love is mortal: Love holds of life the key, And life is the veiled portal To love's infinity!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/A Narrow Window

A NARROW WINDOW
A NARROW window may let in the light, A tiny star dispel the gloom of night, A little deed a mighty wrong set right.
A rose, abloom, may make a desert fair, A single cloud may darken all the air, A spark may kindle ruin and despair.
A smile, and there may be an end to strife; A look of love, and Hate may sheathe the knife A word—ah, it may be a word of life!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/A Russian's Prayer for His Horse, Before Going into Battle

A RUSSIAN'S PRAYER FOR HIS HORSE, BEFORE GOING INTO BATTLE
A PARAPHRASE
ALSO for these that with us bear The heat and burden of the day, These humble creatures of Thy care, O Merciful, we pray.
Their guileless lives they offer, Lord, To aid their country in distress. Grant to their virtue the reward Of Thy great tenderness.
Have pity also, Lord, on these— On these, so docile, faithful, meek! We supplicate upon our knees For them that cannot speak.
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/"Victi Resurgunt"

"VICTI RESURGUNT"
HEROES with eloquent flags unfurled Have trumpeted loudly their just elation, But the voice that hath sunk to the heart of the world Is the voice of renunciation.
It nothing vaunts, nor with idle sound Perplexes the currents of human feeling, But speaks with the accent and note profound Of deep unto deep appealing.
And Earth—who worships her victims slain— To faith's redeeming doth first awaken, Recalling who, giving themselves in vain, Seemed, even in death, forsaken!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/"The Sense of Tears in Mortal Things"

"THE SENSE OF TEARS IN MORTAL THINGS"
WHY does great beauty waken in the soul, Together with the pleasure it inspires, Sadness and inaccessible desires?— Why, in our joy anticipating dole, Ask we for lovely things a lasting goal, Though knowing well their destiny requires That, wasted and consumed by their own fires, They pay on earth, full soon, Death's heavy toll?
Nay, love! The seed may fail within the sod, But beauty fails not; though it seem to die, It lights a quenchless torch in Hades' portal: A gift benignant as a smile of God, Through myriad fading forms it mounts on high, And at the last creates beauty that is immortal!
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/A Descant

A DESCANT
WHEN Spring comes tripping o'er the lea And grasses start to meet her, The bluebird sings With quivering wings Brief rhapsodies to greet her, And deems—fond minstrel!—none may be, The wide world over, blithe as he.
And where the brooklet tinkles by, And the yellow-snowdrop dances, And windflowers frail And bloodroots pale Lift up appealing glances, The flute-voiced meadow-lark on high Sings, "None on earth is glad as I!"
Laughs Corydon, "Your hearts are bold, Yet little ye can measure, Poor, silly birds, Spring's sweetest words, Or guess at my proud pleasure, When Phyllis comes, and all the wold, For sudden joy, buds into gold!"
# Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/A Lover's "Litany to Pan"

A LOVER'S "LITANY TO PAN"
BY the germinating seed And the blossoming of the weed, By the fruitage that doth feed,— Oh, hear!
By the light's reviving kiss, By the law that wakes to bliss Butterfly from chrysalis, Oh, hear!
By the raptures of the Spring, And the myriad flowers that bring Incense at her feet to fling, Oh, hear!
By the water-lily shrine And the syrinx that is thine, By its melodies divine, Oh, hear!
By the fragrance of the glade, By thy slumber in the shade And thy bed, of mosses made, Oh, hear!
​By the budding mysteries And leafy glory of the trees,— By the human eye that sees, Oh, hear!
By the wistful hopes that throng To thy chantry of sweet song, By our power to love and long, Oh, hear!
By the dawning's tender beam, By the twilight's westering gleam, By the soul's enduring dream, Oh, hear!
By the summer's ardent quest, And the balm of winter rest,— By the calm of Nature's breast, Oh, hear!
By the wonder of thy plan, By thy boundless gifts to man,— By thy deathless self, great Pan! Oh, hear!
# Poems (Hope)

LONDON: GILBERT AND RIVINGTON, PRINTERS, ST. JOHN'S SQUARE.
INSCRIBED
TO
MY MOTHER,
AS A SLIGHT MEMORIAL
OF AN AFFECTION NOT TO BE EXPRESSED,
AND A GRATITUDE
WHICH NEVER CAN BE SUFFICIENT.
# Poems (Hornblower)

POEMS.
BY
MRS. FRANCIS HORNBLOWER
LONDON:
SIMPKIN, MARSHALL, AND COMPANY.
D. MARPLES, LIVERPOOL.
1843.
D. MARPLES, PRINTER, LIVERPOOL.
to the memory of
my dear brothers,
William Stanley Roscoe, and Henky Roscoe,
as a feeble tribute
to their high genius and noble virtues,
this little volume
is most affectionately inscribed.
CONTENTS.
D. MARPLES, PRINTER, LIVERPOOL.
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# Poems (Southey)/Volume 2/Jaspar

Jaspar.
​The stories of the two following ballads are wholly imaginary. I may say of each as John Bunyan did of his Pilgrim's Progress,
JASPAR.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 2/Lord William

Lord William.
LORD WILLIAM.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/To the Genius of Africa

To the GENIUS of AFRICA.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Written on the First of December, 1793

Lyric Poems.
page
Written on the FIRST of DECEMBER, 1793.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 2

POEMS,
by
Robert Southey.
THE SECOND VOLUME.
BRISTOL
PRINTED BY BIGGS AND COTTLE, FOR T. N. LONGMAN AND O. REES, PATERNOSTER ROW, LONDON.
1799.
CONTENTS
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# Poems (Southey)/Volume 2/Henry the Hermit

HENRY THE HERMIT.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Written on the First of January, 1794

Written on the FIRST of JANUARY, 1794.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 2/English Eclogues

English Eclogues.
​The following Eclogues I believe, bear no resemblance to any poems in our language. This species of composition has become popular in Germany, and I was induced to attempt it by an account of the German Idylls given me in conversation. They cannot properly be stiled imitations, as I am ignorant of that language at present, and have never seen any translations or specimens in this kind.
With bad Eclogues I am sufficiently acquainted, from Tityrus and Corydon down to our English Strephons and Thirsises. No kind of poetry can boast of more illustrious names or is more distinguished by the servile dulness of imitated nonsense. Pastoral writers "more silly than their sheep" have like their sheep gone on in the same track one after another. Gay stumbled into a new path. His eclogues were the only ones that interested me when I was a boy, and did not know they were burlesque. The subject would furnish matter for a long essay, but this is not the place for it.
How far poems requiring almost a colloquial plainness of language may accord with the public taste I am doubtful. They have been subjected to able criticism and revised with care. I have endeavoured to make them true to nature.
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# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/Written on Sunday Morning

Written on SUNDAY MORNING.
# Poems (Eckley)/"Good-bye" at the Gate

Bath; March 24th, 1862.
# Poems (Eckley)/"I should feel thy shadow if I were in my grave!"

"I should feel thy shadow if I were in my grave!"
Alice.
# Poems (Eckley)/"Jesu Mio Misericordia"

Bagni di Lucca, 1857.
# Pierre et Jean

Pierre et Jean is a naturalist or psycho-realist work written by Guy de Maupassant in 1887. The work was first published in periodical form on 1 and 15 December 1887, and 1 January 1888 in La nouvelle revue, before being edited into one volume on 9 January 1888 at Ollendorf House.
The novel tells of a doctor named Pierre, the older brother of a lawyer named Jean. It recounts the story of the older sibling's jealousy of the younger, who mysteriously inherits the fortune of Léon Maréchal, a recently deceased Parisian friend of the Rolands. Because of this, allegations and suspicions accumulate throughout the entire novel on the legitimacy of Jean. Is he secretly the son of Maréchal and Mme Roland?
    — Excerpted from Pierre and Jean on Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia.
English-language translations of Pierre et Jean include:
# Pierrette

First published 1840. Included as part of La Comédie humaine.
* Dedication
* Chapter I: THE LORRAINS
* Chapter II: THE ROGRONS
* Chapter III: PATHOLOGY OF RETIRED MERCERS
* Chapter IV: PIERRETTE
* Chapter V: HISTORY OF POOR COUSINS IN THE HOME OF RICH ONES
* Chapter VI: AN OLD MAID'S JEALOUSY
* Chapter VII: DOMESTIC TYRANNY
* Chapter VIII: THE LOVES OF JACQUES AND PIERRETTE
* Chapter IX: THE FAMILY COUNCIL
* Chapter X: VERDICTS—LEGAL AND OTHER
* Addendum
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# Pierre and Luce/Front matter

BY ROMAIN ROLLAND
JEAN-CHRISTOPHE
JEAN-CHRISTOPHE IN PARIS
JEAN-CHRISTOPHE: JOURNEY'S END
COLAS BREUGNON, BURGUNDIAN
CLERAMBAULT
THE MUSICIANS OF TODAY
SOME MUSICIANS OF FORMER DAYS
BEETHOVEN
HANDEL
MUSICAL TOUR THROUGH THE LAND OF THE PAST
THE FOURTEENTH OF JULY
THE PEOPLE'S THEATER
PIERRE AND LUCE
# Pierre v. Louisiana

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United States Supreme Court
306 U.S. 354
Pierre v. Louisiana
Argued: Feb. 3-6, 1939. --- Decided: Feb 27, 1939
Mr. Maurice R. Woulfe, of New Orleans, La., for petitioner.
Mr. John E. Fleury, of Gretna, La., for respondent.
Mr. Justice BLACK delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Pierrette/Addendum

The following personages appear in other stories of the Human Comedy.
Bianchon, Horace
    Father Goriot
    The Atheist's Mass
    Cesar Birotteau
    The Commission in Lunacy
    Lost Illusions
    A Distinguished Provincial at Paris
    A Bachelor's Establishment
    The Secrets of a Princess
    The Government Clerks
    A Study of Woman
    Scenes from a Courtesan's Life
    Honorine
    The Seamy Side of History
    The Magic Skin
    A Second Home
    A Prince of Bohemia
    Letters of Two Brides
    The Muse of the Department
    The Imaginary Mistress
    The Middle Classes
    Cousin Betty
    The Country Parson
In addition, M. Bianchon narrated the following:
    Another Study of Woman
    La Grande Breteche
Brigaut, Major
    The Chouans
Desplein
    The Atheist's Mass
    Cousin Pons
    Lost Illusions
    The Thirteen
    The Government Clerks
    A Bachelor's Establishment
    The Seamy Side of History
    Modeste Mignon
    Scenes from a Courtesan's Life
    Honorine
Gouraud, General, Baron
    Cousin Pons
Keller, Adolphe
    The Middle Classes
    Cesar Birotteau
Matifat, Mademoiselle
    Cesar Birotteau
    The Firm of Nucingen
Montriveau, General Marquis Armand de
    The Thirteen
    Father Goriot
    Lost Illusions
    A Distinguished Provincial at Paris
    Another Study of Woman
    The Member for Arcis
Nucingen, Baron Frederic de
    The Firm of Nucingen
    Father Goriot
    Cesar Birotteau
    Lost Illusions
    A Distinguished Provincial at Paris
    Scenes from a Courtesan's Life
    Another Study of Woman
    The Secrets of a Princess
    A Man of Business
    Cousin Betty
    The Muse of the Department
    The Unconscious Humorists
Roguin
    Cesar Birotteau
    Eugenie Grandet
    A Bachelor's Establishment
    The Vendetta
Roguin, Madame
    Cesar Birotteau
    At the Sign of the Cat and Racket
    A Second Home
    A Daughter of Eve
Tillet, Ferdinand du
    Cesar Birotteau
    The Firm of Nucingen
    The Middle Classes
    A Bachelor's Establishment
    Melmoth Reconciled
    A Distinguished Provincial at Paris
    The Secrets of a Princess
    A Daughter of Eve
    The Member for Arcis
    Cousin Betty
    The Unconscious Humorists
Tiphaine, Madame
    The Vendetta
Vinet
    The Member for Arcis
    The Middle Classes
    Cousin Pons
# Poems (Shipton)/The Soul Committing Itself to God

THE SOUL COMMITTING ITSELF TO GOD.
"Shew me Thy ways, O Lord: teach me thy paths."—Psalm xxv. 4. "Whom have I in heaven but Thee? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside Thee."—Psalm lxxiii. 25.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Wreck

THE WRECK.
"There was no more sea."—Rev. xxi. 1.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Swelling of Jordan

THE SWELLING OF JORDAN.
"When ye are come to the brink of the water of Jordan, ye shall stand still in Jordan."—Joshua iii. 8. "As I was with Moses, so I will be with thee: I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee."—Joshua i. 5.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Two Shadows

THE TWO SHADOWS.
"The Lord God prepared a gourd, and made it to come up over Jonah, that it might be a shadow over his head, to deliver him from his grief. . . . But God prepared a worm when the morning rose the next day, and it smote the gourd that it withered."—Jonah iv. 6, 7. "A Man shall be as an hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest; as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land."—Isaiah xxxii. 2. "I sat down under His shadow with great delight, and His fruit was sweet to my taste."—Sol. Song li. 3.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Wounded Soldier

THE WOUNDED SOLDIER.
The soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them."—Job xxiv. 12.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Weary Watcher

THE WEARY WATCHER.
What! could ye not watch with me one hour?"—Matt. xxvi. 40.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Sinner Saved

THE SINNER SAVED.
"Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy-laden, and I will give you rest."—Matt. xi. 28.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Still Small Voice

THE STILL SMALL VOICE.
"I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye."—Psalm xxxii. 8.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Treasure House

THE TREASURE HOUSE.
"It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body."—1 Cor. xv. 44. "Father, I will that they also, whom Thou hast given me, be with me where I am; that they may behold my glory."—John xvii. 24.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Watch-Tower

THE WATCH-TOWER.
"Let me not be ashamed; for I put my trust in Thee."—Psalm xxv. 20. "Thou shalt know that I am the Lord: for they shall not be ashamed that wait for Me."—Isaiah xlix. 23.
"It will surely come, it will not tarry."—Habakkuk ii. 3.
"Therefore I will look unto the Lord; I will wait for the God of my salvation: my God will hear me."—Micah vii. 7.
# Poems (Tennyson, 1833)/To —, with the following Poem

TO ————
WITH THE FOLLOWING POEM.