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# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1841

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Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher’s Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1841
compiled by Peter J. Bolton
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
| Preface | 3 |
| Baptismal Font, Cathedral at Palermo | 4 |
| Neftah, in the Jereed | 6 |
| Temple and Fountain at Zagwhan | 8 |
| The Missionary’s Wife | 12 |
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PREFACE.
Let me, in again presenting myself before the public as the Editor of the Drawing Room Scrap-Book, make my sincere acknowledgments for the extremely gratifying manner in which the former volume was received by them. An author’s best reward is the good-will of the public; I say his best, for the public has discrimination, and does not zealously, and with one voice, applaud what is unworthy,—therefore, to have won the public good-will, is to have deserved it. I am grateful, and will continue to deserve it.
In the present volume will be found four poems, full of beauty and deep sentiment, by the former lamented Editor: they come now like the scent of the violet after it is withered, and cannot fail of being loved and treasured by all.
M. H.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1841/Neftah in the Jereed

see under Nefta, Tunisia
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* NEFTAH, THE ANCIENT NEGETA, BEYLIT OF TUNIS.
* Artist: T. Allom - Engraved by: T. Higham
NEFTAH IN THE JEREED.
The word Jereed implies the Country of the Palm Branches; and the little azure sparrow, the subject of the following poem, is peculiar to that district, and is called The Father of Friendship.
It is a little azure bird,
 It has a plaintive cry,
It singeth mournful to the eve,
 When none beside are nigh.
But not the less its gentle song
 Ariseth for the noon;
The day has not a lonely hour.
 Unknowing that sweet tune.
It loveth those with whom it lives,
 It loveth where it dwells;
When the green palm extends its shade
 Above the desert wells.
Never those azure wings expand,
 But on their southern wind;
At once it dieth, if it leave
 Its native sands behind.
It pineth with familiar love
 For its accustomed sky;
And even in a golden cage,
 It lieth down to die.
And for the love it beareth them,
 The natives hold it true,
That whosoever kills this bird
 Himself must perish too.
A simple but a kind belief,
 To keep it free from scaith;
And blessed whate'er in this cold world
 Awakens love or faith! L. E. L.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1840/The Shrine and Grotto of Santa Rosalia

see Santuario di Santa Rosalia, Palermo
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* THE SHRINE OF SANTA ROSALIA, ON MONTE PELLEGRINO, near Palermo, Sicily.
* Artist: R. Brandard - Engraved by: W. L. Leitch
THE SHRINE AND GROTTO OF SANTA ROSALIA.
Tradition relates that the saint, who was niece of William the Good, disgusted with the manners of her uncle's court, at the early age of fifteen retired to a life of solitude and prayer, on the mountains near Palermo, and was not heard of after. The picturesque grotto, in which the bones of the saint were discovered, has, like the Holy Sepulchre at Jerusalem, been enclosed within the walls of a church. The celebrated effigy of the saint is seen peeping through a rounded aperture; and in the inner and darker part of the gloomy cavern, stands her image. There is something so affecting in the attitude, beauty, and expression of the countenance, that it suggests an apology for its infatuated Palermitan worshippers, which can easily be understood by those who have seen Westmacott's "Houseless Wanderer."
Had she not birth—that gives its place
 High honoured in the land?
Her seat at every festival
 Was at the Queen's right hand.
Had she not wealth—the wanting which,
 Rank is a painful show?
It is the spirit of red gold
 That rules the world below.
Had she not beauty—last, best charm
 To woman granted here?
Ah! Nature has no other gift
 So infinite—so dear!
Yet has she turned away from life,
 Alone, apart, to dwell,
Within a mountain-solitude,
 Within a mountain-cell.
What feelings and what impulses
 Then stirred the human soul,
That gave itself entire, apart,
 To solitude's control!
Was it a world of fantasy
 Wherein her being moved,
While only of imagined things
 She feared, and hoped, and loved?
Did the pale stars that watch at night
 Reveal their mystic lore,
And tell the secrets of those days
 That earth will know no more?
Did the wild winds amid the pines
 Seem as they brought the tone
Of holy and immortal songs
 To angels only known?
Her's must have been a life of dreams,
 Exalted and sustained
By that enthusiastic faith
 Which such a victory gained.
Yet hold I not such sacrifice
 Is for the Christian's creed:
I question of its happiness—
 I question of its need.
God never made a world so fair,
 To leave that world a void,
Nor scattered blessings o'er our path,
 Unless to be enjoyed.
Look round—the vales are sweet with flowers
 The woods are sweet with song:
The soul, uplifted with their joy,
 Says, such joy is not wrong.
Divine its origin—divine
 The faith it keeps alive.
Not with the beautiful and true
 Should human nature strive;
Each fine sense gifted with delight,
 Was to the spirit given,
That, conscious of a better state,
 It might believe in heaven.
Too much this weary world of ours
 Has fallen since the fall;
And low desires, and care, and crime,
 Hold empire over all.
Yet not the less it is our part
 To do the best we can:
A better faith—a better fate
 Man yet may work for man.
L. E. L.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1841/Preface

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PREFACE.
Let me, in again presenting myself before the public as the Editor of the Drawing Room Scrap-Book, make my sincere acknowledgments for the extremely gratifying manner in which the former volume was received by them. An author’s best reward is the good-will of the public; I say his best, for the public has discrimination, and does not zealously, and with one voice, applaud what is unworthy,—therefore, to have won the public good-will, is to have deserved it. I am grateful, and will continue to deserve it.
In the present volume will be found four poems, full of beauty and deep sentiment, by the former lamented Editor: they come now like the scent of the violet after it is withered, and cannot fail of being loved and treasured by all.
M. H.
# Let Me Believe

This poem was given at least two different titles in 1903 publications both referencing a Century Magazine publication—the alternate title being "Keats to Fanny Brawne". But there is no evidence that it was ever published in the Century. The poem may be after a letter from Keats to Fanny Brawne available at Internet Archive.
"Let me believe you, love, or let me die!"
* Coates, Florence Earle (1898), "Let Me Believe" in Poems.
* Coates, Florence Earle (1916), "Let Me Believe" in Poems I.
# Lester Newton Trucking Company v. United States/Opinion of the Court

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Per Curiam Opinion of the Court
United States Supreme Court
389 U.S. 30
Lester Newton Trucking Company v. United States
The motion to affirm is granted and the judgment is affirmed.
Mr. Justice HARLAN and Mr. Justice WHITE would note probable jurisdiction and set the case for oral argument.
Mr. Justice MARSHALL took no part in the consideration or decision of this case.

## Notes

This work is in the public domain in the United States because it is a work of the United States federal government (see 17 U.S.C. 105).
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# Let Ambition Fire Thy Mind

Song sung by Juno in the opera The Judgment of Paris (1700). Congreve's libretto was part of a music competition, and was separately set to music by competitors John Weldon, John Eccles, Daniel Purcell and Gottfried Finger (Weldon being named the winner). Thomas Arne later composed a setting of the libretto as well.
* "Let Ambition Fire Thy Mind" in Virgin's Choice, or, Youth Preferred to Old Age (1800), a chapbook printed in Glasgow
* "Let Ambition Fire Thy Mind" in Waes me for Prince Charly (1820), a chapbook printed in Edinburgh
* "Let Ambition Fire thy Mind" in Battle of the Boyn, or, King William crossing the Boyn Water (n.d.), a chapbook with no printing information
* "Let Ambition Fire Thy Mind" in Gloomy winter's now awa' (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Stirling
# Let Earth and Heaven Combine

Let earth and heaven combine, Angels and men agree To praise in songs divine Th' incarnate Deity, Our God contracted to a span, Incomprehensibly made man.
He laid his glory by, He wrap'd him in our clay, Unmark'd by human eye, The latent Godhead lay: Infant of days he here became, And bore the lov'd Immanuel's name.
See in that infant's face The depths of Deity, And labour while ye gaze To sound the mystery: In vain; ye angels gaze no more, But fall, and silently adore.
Unsearchable the love That hath the Saviour brought, The grace is far above Or men or angels' thought; Suffice for us, that God, we know, Our God is manifest below.
He deigns in flesh t' appear, Widest extremes to join, To bring our vileness near, And make us all divine; And we the life of God shall know, For God is manifest below.
Made perfect first in love, And sanctify'd by grace, We shall from earth remove, And see his glorious face: His love shall then be fully shew'd, And Man shall all be lost in God.
# Let Dogs Delight to Bark and Bite

* "Against Quarrelling and Fighting", in Divine Songs for the Use of Children (1847)
* "Let Dogs Delight to Bark and Bite", in Poems That Every Child Should Know (1904), edited by Mary Elizabeth Burt
# Let Earth and Heaven Agree

Let earth and heaven agree, Angels and men be join'd, To celebrate with me The Saviour of mankind; T' adore the all atoning Lamb, And bless the sound of Jesu's name.
Jesus, transporting sound! The joy of earth and heaven; No other help is found: No other name is given; By which we can salvation have! But Jesus came the world to save.
Jesus, harmonious name! It charms the hosts above; They evermore proclaim, And wonder at his love; 'Tis all their happiness to gaze, 'Tis heaven to see our Jesu's face.
His name the sinner hears, And is from sin set free; 'Tis music in his ears, 'Tis life and victory; New songs do now his lips employ, And dances his glad heart for joy.
Stung by the scorpion sin, My poor expiring soul The balmy sound drinks in,: And is at once made whole See there my Lord upon the tree! I hear, I feel, he died for me,
O unexampled love; O all redeeming grace: How swiftly didst thou move To save a fallen race; What shall I do to make it known, What thou for all mankind hast done!
O for a trumpet voice, On all the world to call! To bid their hearts rejoice In him who died for all! For all my Lord was crucified, For all, for all my Saviour died!
To serve thy blessed will, Thy dying love to praise, Thy counsel to fulfil, And minister thy grace, Freely what I receive to give, The life of heaven on earth I live.
# Let's Do It, Let's Fall in Love

Sheet music for piano
Birds do it, bees do it Even educated fleas do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
In Spain, the best upper sets do it Lithuanians and Letts do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
The Dutch in old Amsterdam do it Not to mention the Finns Folks in Siam do it - think of Siamese twins
Some Argentines without means do it People say in Boston even beans do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
Romantic sponges, they say, do it Oysters down in Oyster Bay do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
Cold Cape Cod clams, ’Gainst their wish, do it Even lazy jellyfish do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
Electric eels, I might add, do it Though it shocks ’em I know Why ask if shad do it? Waiter, bring me shad roe!
In shallow shoals, English soles do it Goldfish in the privacy of bowls do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
In old Japan, all the Japs do it Up in Lapland little Laps do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
The chimpanzees in the zoos do it Some courageous kangaroos do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
I’m sure giraffes on the sly do it Even eagles as they fly do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
Electric eels, I might add, do it Though it shocks ’em I know Why ask if shad do it? Garçon, de shad roe!
The world admits bears in pits do it Even Pekingeses at the Ritz do it Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
The royal set sans regret did it And they considered it fun Marie Antoinette did it With or without Napoleon
# Let Me Dwell on Golgotha

It is good to be here by John Newton
    Let me dwell on Golgotha,
    Weep and love my life away!
    While I see Him on the tree
    Weep and bleed, and die for me!
    That dear blood, for sinners spilt,
    Shows my sin in all its guilt:
    Ah, my soul, He bore thy load,
    Thou hast slain the Lamb of God.
    Hark! His dying words; “Forgive,
    Father, let the sinner live;
    Sinner, wipe thy tears away,
    I thy ransom freely pay.”
    While I hear this grace revealed,
    And obtain a pardon sealed;
    All my lost affections move,
    Wakened by the force of love.
    Farewell world, thy gold is dross,
    Now I see the bleeding cross;
    Jesus died to set me free
    From the law, and sin, and thee!
    He has dearly bought my soul
    Lord, accept, and claim the whole!
    To Thy will I all resign,
    Now, no more my own, but Thine.
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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# Let Lenders Lend Act (H.R. 34; 117th Congress)

117th congress (2021-2022)
117th CONGRESS 1st Session
H.R. 34
To provide that the final rule of the Bureau of Consumer Financial Protection titled “Home Mortgage Disclosure (Regulation C)” shall have no force or effect.
IN THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES
January 4, 2021
Mr. Biggs introduced the following bill; which was referred to the Committee on Financial Services
A BILL
To provide that the final rule of the Bureau of Consumer Financial Protection titled “Home Mortgage Disclosure (Regulation C)” shall have no force or effect.
    Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America in Congress assembled,

### SECTION 1. SHORT TITLE.

    This Act may be cited as the “Let Lenders Lend Act”.

### SEC. 2. HOME MORTGAGE DISCLOSURE RULE.

    The final rule issued by the Bureau of Consumer Financial Protection titled “Home Mortgage Disclosure (Regulation C)” (October 28, 2015; 80 Fed. Reg. 66128) shall have no force or effect.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1701/Miscellany

​The Silver Market. — The Economist observes: The silver market will in future, like all other markets, have to secure its stability by keeping a "stock on hand." Dealers will hold for what they think a good price, which will usually prevent an extreme fall of price, and get rid of more or less of this accumulation when there is an unusual demand, which will commonly prevent an extreme rise. But a great number of causes as yet prevent the dealers from doing so. The rise in the price of silver which has just taken place is as local as the fall which preceded it. The great mass of prices in the countries using silver as a money are wholly unaffected by it. Indeed, such perturbations as a rise of 20 per cent, and then a fall to the old level, during a single year in the general prices of great countries, would have been economical phenomena such as the world has never seen, and such as would have caused a vast derangement of transactions. The silver market must settle down into its normal condition before we shall know what will be the normal price of silver in relation to gold or to commodities. The disturbing forces, with which we have had so long to deal, must first pass away. And until they have so passed it will be desirable that no government shall involve itself in a currency change, depending on the relative relations of silver and gold, which has not begun one already. Unless in case of vital necessity, such currency changes should be made at the time when the circumstances attendant on them can be best foreseen, and that is when the course of trade is most regular, and the markets most important in the matter most in their normal condition.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1702/Afternoon

* AFTERNOON.
* "Oh, sweet," she said, "that afternoon,
* The smile of God on land and sea;
* And sweet through many a vanished June
* Comes back, like a remembered tune,
* The silence of the shore to me!
* Oh, sweet the moment was! the scene!
* The flashing of the shingles wet,
* The scent of clover and of bean,
* Warm fragrance of the fields that met
* The salt fresh breezes of the sea!
* The white sails dropping out of sight
* Were kindled into tawny flame,
* And all the moor lay steeped in light
* The way he came, the way he came!"
* "Oh, sweet," she said, "the warm, wet reach
* Of glittering sand! the tide that woke
* In tumult all along the beach,
* Yet made the very calm it broke!
* Blue was the heaven that o'er us bent;
* The sheep upon a sunward slope
* A quiet to the landscape lent;
* And all things gave a widening scope
* To thoughts of peace and calm content,
* And all things seemed in league with hope
* The way we went, the way we went!"
* Dora Greenwell.
* Good Words.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1702/Miscellany

​The Variations of Gravity. — The pendulum observations made in India have shown that there is a deficiency of attracting matter under that great continent, and this conclusion is borne out by a comparison of the geodetic and astronomical longitudes of stations on the east and west coast, from which it appears that the ocean bed exercises a stronger attraction than the raised land. In the Astronomische Nachrichten Herr Hann calls attention to this, and also to the circumstance that oceanic islands show an excess of attraction which cannot be accounted for by the nature of the rock of which they are composed. The theory that there are great cavities under the large continents appears hardly tenable, and the more probable supposition would seem to be that they rise above the sealevel by virtue of their specific lightness, floating perhaps like icebergs surrounded by a floe, with the molten liquid under a thin crust. There are, however, difficulties connected with precession and nutation and tides in a fluid interior, all of which Sir W. Thomson has pointed out, and we can only wait for further data. The balance of evidence, however, seems now to have changed, inclining to the hypothesis of a moderately thin crust with fluid or semi-fluid interior. Academy.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1702/Let the Past be Past

* I. — LET THE PAST BE PAST.
* "Bury, oh dead, thy dead!" Hearken the call,
* Christ bids us leave our dead and follow him;
* What tho' the steps be feeble, and eyes dim
* With tears that rise and burn, but may not fall?
* Leave the unburied dead in. Death's great hall:
* For Christ is waiting and the dead are dead;
* We may not pause to smooth their burial bed,
* We may not stay to spread their funeral pall.
* Farewell, oh lovely dead, oh tender past!
* Who liest with stone-cold brow and lips that miss
* The passionate farewell and last long kiss.
* Oh dead! shall this cold parting be the last?
* In the dim future's promise may there be
* No past, no present — knit in one for thee?
* L.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1701/Smiles and Tears

* SMILES AND TEARS.
* You bid me sing a gay refrain,
* Win from my lyre a note more glad,
* And when I chose a brighter strain,
* Still — still you told me it was sad.
* I did not mean it should be so,
* Nor was my wish to make you sigh;
* But you are young, and do not know
* How joy and grief together lie.
* There ever is a minor chord
* Struck somewhere in our earthly lays,
* Ever a shadow on the sward
* Of brightest scenes whereon we gaze.
* And while we may not heed the one
* Nor hear the other, each is there;
* Yet lurking in the blithest tone,
* Yet darkening the landscape fair.
* Thus, often scarcely knowing why,
* We cannot look without a tear;
* And so it is we sometimes sigh,
* Tho' joyous be the song we hear.
* Argosy.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1702

LITTELL'S LIVING AGE.
| Fifth Series, Volume XVII. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | No. 1702. — January 27, 1877. | $\scriptstyle {\left\{{\begin{matrix}\ \end{matrix}}\right.}$ | From Beginning Vol. CXXXII. |
CONTENTS. :
| I. | John Wilson Croker, | Quarterly Review, | 195 |
| II. | What She Came Through. By Sarah Tytler, author of "Lady Bell," etc. Conclusion, | Good Words, | 218 |
| III. | A German Bath, | Blackwood's Magazine, | 224 |
| IV. | Carita. By Mrs. Oliphant, author of "Chronicles of Carlingford," "Zaidee," etc. Part XI., | Cornhill Magazine, | 238 |
| V. | The Jews in the East, | Saturday Review, | 252 |
| VI. | The Storm-Wave in Bengal, | Saturday Review, | 254 |
POETRY. :
| The Farewell of the Old Year, | 194 | Two Sonnets by Two Sisters | |
| Afternoon, | 194 | I. — Let the Past be Past, | 194 |
| | | II. — Will the Past be Past? | 194 |
| Miscellany, | Miscellany, | Miscellany, | 256 |