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# National Lyrics, and Songs for Music/The Last Song of Sappho

THE LAST SONG OF SAPPHO.
Suggested by a beautiful sketch, the design of the younger Westmacott. It represents Sappho sitting on a rock above the sea, with her lyre cast at her feet. There is a desolate grace about the whole figure, which seems penetrated with the feeling of utter abandonment.
THE LAST SONG OF SAPPHO.
Sound on, thou dark unslumbering sea!  My dirge is in thy moan;  My spirit finds response in thee, To its own ceaseless cry—"Alone, alone!"
 Yet send me back one other word,  Ye tones that never cease!  Oh! let your secret caves be stirr'd, And say, dark waters! will ye give me peace?
 Away! my weary soul hath sought  In vain one echoing sigh,  One answer to consuming thought In human hearts—and will the wave reply?
Sound on, thou dark unslumbering sea!  Sound in thy scorn and pride!  I ask not, alien world, from thee, What my own kindred earth hath still denied.
 And yet I lov'd that earth so well,  With all its lovely things!  —Was it for this the death-wind fell On my rich lyre, and quench'd its living strings?
 —Let them lie silent at my feet!  Since broken even as they,  The heart whose music made them sweet, Hath pour'd on desert-sands its wealth away.
 Yet glory's light hath touch'd my name,  The laurel-wreath is mine—  —With a lone heart, a weary frame— O restless deep! I come to make them thine!
Give to that crown, that burning crown,  Place in thy darkest hold!  Bury my anguish, my renown, With hidden wrecks, lost gems, and wasted gold.
 Thou sea-bird on the billow's crest,  Thou hast thy love, thy home;  They wait thee in the quiet nest, And I, th' unsought, unwatch'd-for—I too come!
 I, with this winged nature fraught,  These visions wildly free,  This boundless love, this fiery thought— —Alone I come—oh! give me peace, dark sea!
# National Lyrics, and Songs for Music/The Dying Bard's Prophecy

THE DYING BARD'S PROPHECY.*
"All is not lost—the unconquerable will And courage never to submit or yield." Milton.
The Hall of Harps is lone to-night.  And cold the chieftain's hearth; It hath no mead, it hath no light,  No voice of melody, no sound of mirth.
The bow lies broken on the floor  Whence the free step is gone; The pilgrim turns him from the door  Where minstrel-blood hath stain'd the threshold stone.
And I too go—my wound is deep,  My brethren long have died— Yet ere my soul grow dark with sleep,  Winds! bear the spoiler one more tone of pride!
Bear it, where on his battle plain,  Beneath the setting sun, He counts my country's noble slain—  Say to him—Saxon! think not all is won.
Thou hast laid low the warrior's head,  The minstrel's chainless hand; —Dreamer! that number'st with the dead,  The burning spirit of the mountain land!
Think'st thou because the song hath ceas'd,  The soul of song is flown? Think'st thou it woke to crown the feast,  It liv'd beside the ruddy hearth alone?
No! by our wrongs, and by our blood,  We leave it pure and free— Though hush'd awhile, that sounding flood  Shall roll in joy through ages yet to be.
We leave it midst our country's woe,  The birth-right of her breast— We leave it as we leave the snow  Bright and eternal on *Eryri's crest.
We leave it with our fame to dwell  Upon our children's breath. Our voice in theirs thro' time shall swell—  The Bard hath gifts of prophecy from death.
He dies—but yet the mountains stand,  Yet sweeps the torrent's tide; And this is yet †Aneurin's land—  Winds! bear the spoiler one more tone of pride!
* ↑ * At the time of the supposed massacre of the Welsh bards by Edward the First.
* ↑ * Eryri, Welsh name for the Snowdon mountains.
* ↑ † Aneurin, one of the noblest of the Welsh bards.
# National Lyrics, and Songs for Music/The Haunted House

THE HAUNTED HOUSE.
I seem like one Who treads alone  Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead,  And all but me departed. Moore.
Seest thou yon grey gleaming hall, Where the deep elm-shadows fall? Voices that have left the earth Long ago, Still are murmuring round its hearth, Soft and low: Ever there;—yet one alone Hath the gift to hear their tone.
Guests come thither, and depart, Free of step, and light of heart; Children, with sweet visions blessed, In the haunted chambers rest; One alone unslumbering lies When the night hath sealed all eyes, One quick heart and watchful ear, Listening for those whispers clear.
Seest thou where the woodbine flowers O'er yon low porch hang in showers? Startling faces of the dead, Pale, yet sweet, One lone woman's entering tread There still meet! Some with young smooth foreheads fair, Faintly shining through bright hair; Some with reverend locks of snow— All, all buried long ago!
All, from under deep sea-waves, Or the flowers of foreign graves, Or the old and bannered aisle, Where their high tombs gleam the while; Rising, wandering, floating by, Suddenly and silently, Through their earthly home and place, But amidst another race.
Wherefore, unto one alone, Are those sounds and visions known? Wherefore hath that spell of power Dark and dread, On her soul, a baleful dower, Thus been shed? Oh! in those deep-seeing eyes, No strange gift of mystery lies! She is lone where once she moved, Fair, and happy, and beloved!
Sunny smiles were glancing round her, Tendrils of kind hearts had bound her; Now those silver chords are broken, Those bright looks have left no token; Not one trace on all the earth, Save her memory of their mirth. She is lone and lingering now, Dreams have gathered o'er her brow, Midst gay songs and children's play, She is dwelling far away; Seeing what none else may see— Haunted still her place must be!
# National Lyrics, and Songs for Music/The Ivy Song

THE IVY-SONG.
Written on receiving some Ivy-leaves, gathered from the ruined Castle of Rheinfels on the Rhine.
THE IVY-SONG.
Oh! how could fancy crown with thee  In ancient days the God of Wine, And bid thee at the banquet be  Companion of the vine? Ivy! thy home is where each sound  Of revelry hath long been o'er, Where song and beaker once went round,  But now are known no more. Where long-fallen gods recline, There the place is thine.
The Roman on his battle-plains,  Where Kings before his eagles bent, With thee, amidst exulting strains,  Shadow'd the victor's tent: Tho' shining there in deathless green,  Triumphally thy boughs might wave, Better thou lov'st the silent scene  Around the victor's grave. Urn and sculpture half divine Yield their place to thine.
The cold halls of the regal dead,  Where lone th' Italian sunbeams dwell, Where hollow sounds the lightest tread—  Ivy! they know thee well! And far above the festal vine,  Thou wav'st where once proud banners hung, Where mouldering turrets crest the Rhine  —The Rhine, still fresh and young!
Tower and rampart o'er the Rhine —Ivy! all are thine!
High from the fields of air look down  Those Eyries of a vanish'd race, Where harp, and battle, and renown,  Have pass'd, and left no trace. But thou art there!—serenely bright,  Meeting the mountain storms with bloom, Thou that will climb the loftiest height,  Or crown the lowliest tomb! Ivy, Ivy! all are thine, Palace, hearth, and shrine.
'Tis still the same; our pilgrim tread  O'er classic plains, thro' deserts free, On the mute path of ages fled,  Still meets decay and thee.
And still let man his fabrics rear,  August in beauty, stern in power, —Days pass—thou Ivy never sere!*  And thou shalt have thy dower. All are thine, or must be thine— —Temple, pillar, shrine!
# National Lyrics, and Songs for Music/The Lyre and Flower

THE LYRE AND FLOWER.
A lyre its plaintive sweetness pour'd  Forth on the wild wind's track; The stormy wanderer jarr'd the chord,  But gave no music back.
—Oh! child of song!  Bear hence to heaven thy fire! What hop'st thou from the reckless throng;  Be not like that lost lyre!  Not like that lyre!
A flower its leaves and odours cast  On a swift-rolling wave; Th' unheeding torrent darkly pass'd,  And back no treasure gave.
—Oh! heart of love!  Waste not thy precious dower! Turn to thine only home above,  Be not like that lost flower!  Not like that flower.
# National Lyrics, and Songs for Music/The Fall of D'Assas

THE FALL OF D'ASSAS.
A BALLAD OF FRANCE.
The Chevalier D'Assas, called the French Decius, fell nobly whilst reconnoitering a wood, near Closterkamp, by night. He had left his Regiment, that of Auvergne, at a short distance, and was suddenly surrounded by an ambuscade of the enemy, who threatened him with instant death if he made the least sign of their vicinity. With their bayonets at his breast, he raised his voice, and calling aloud "A moi, Auvergne! ce sont les ennemis!" fell, pierced with mortal blows.
THE FALL OF D'ASSAS.
A BALLAD OF FRANCE.
Alone thro' gloomy forest-shades  A soldier went by night; No moonbeam pierced the dusky glades,  No star shed guiding light.
Yet on his vigil's midnight round,  The youth all cheerly pass'd; Uncheck'd by aught of boding sound  That mutter'd in the blast.
Where were his thoughts that lonely hour?  —In his far home, perchance; His father's hall, his mother's bower,  Midst the gay vines of France:
Wandering from battles lost and won,  To hear and bless again The rolling of the wide Garonne,  Or murmur of the Seine.
—Hush! Hark!—did stealing steps go by?  Came not faint whispers near? No! the wild wind hath many a sigh,  Amidst the foliage sere.
Hark, yet again!—and from his hand,  What grasp hath wrench'd the blade? —Oh! single midst a hostile band,  Young soldier! thou'rt betray'd!
"Silence!" in under-tones they cry—  "No whisper—not a breath! The sound that warns thy comrades nigh  Shall sentence thee to death."
—Still, at the bayonet's point he stood,  And strong to meet the blow; And shouted, midst his rushing blood,  "Arm, arm, Auvergne! the foe!"
The stir, the tramp, the bugle-call—  He heard their tumults grow; And sent his dying voice thro' all—  "Auvergne, Auvergne! the foe!"
# New Hampshire, a Poem with Notes and Grace Notes/A Boundless Moment

A BOUNDLESS MOMENT
He halted in the wind, and—what was that Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost? He stood there bringing March against his thought, And yet too ready to believe the most.
"Oh, that's the Paradise-in-bloom," I said; And truly it was fair enough for flowers Had we but in us to assume in March Such white luxuriance of May for ours.
We stood a moment so in a strange world, Myself as one his own pretense deceives): And then I said the truth (and we moved on): A young beech clinging to its last year's leaves.
# New Hampshire

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* New Hampshire, a Poem with Notes and Grace Notes (1923), a collection of poetry by Robert Frost.

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# Nature's Questioning

When I look forth at dawning, pool,  Field, flock, and lonely tree,  All seem to gaze at me Like chastened children sitting silent in a school;
 Their faces dulled, constrained, and worn,  As though the master's ways  Through the long teaching days Their first terrestrial zest had chilled and overborne.
 And on them stirs, in lippings mere  (As if once clear in call,  But now scarce breathed at all) - "We wonder, ever wonder, why we find us here!
 "Has some Vast Imbecility,  Mighty to build and blend,  But impotent to tend, Framed us in jest, and left us now to hazardry?
 "Or come we of an Automaton  Unconscious of our pains? . . .  Or are we live remains Of Godhead dying downwards, brain and eye now gone?
 "Or is it that some high Plan betides,  As yet not understood,  Of Evil stormed by Good, We the Forlorn Hope over which Achievement strides?"
 Thus things around. No answerer I . . .  Meanwhile the winds, and rains,  And Earth's old glooms and pains Are still the same, and gladdest Life Death neighbours nigh.
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# Nature (1836)

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NATURE.
"Nature is but an image or imitation of wisdom, the last thing of the soul; nature being a thing which doth only do, but not know."
Plotinus
BOSTON:
JAMES MUNROE AND COMPANY.
m dccc xxxvi.
Entered, according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1836, By James Munroe & Co. in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.
Cambridge Press: Metcalf, Torry, &, Ballou.
| CONTENTS. |
| Introduction. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 5 |
| CHAPTER I. |
| Nature. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 9 |
| CHAPTER II. |
| Commodity. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 15 |
| CHAPTER III. |
| Beauty. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 19 |
| CHAPTER IV. |
| Language. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 32 |
| CHAPTER V. |
| Discipline. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 46 |
| CHAPTER VI. |
| Idealism. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 59 |
| CHAPTER VII. |
| Spirit. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 76 |
| CHAPTER VIII. |
| Prospects. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | 82 |
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# Nature's Farewell

* Nature's Farewell, in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volume 23, 1828.
* Nature's Farewell, in Songs of the Affections, with Other Poems (Miscellaneous Poems), 1830.
# Nature (1836)/Chapter 2

CHAPTER II.
COMMODITY.
Whoever considers the final cause of the world, will discern a multitude of uses that enter as parts into that result. They all admit of being thrown into one of the following classes; Commodity; Beauty; Language; and Discipline.
Under the general name of Commodity, I rank all those advantages which our senses owe to nature. This, of course, is a benefit which is temporary and mediate, not ultimate, like its service to the soul. Yet although low, it is perfect in its kind, and is the only use of nature which all men apprehend. The misery of man appears like childish petulance, when we explore the steady and prodigal provision that has been made for his support and delight on this green ball which floats him through the ​heavens. What angels invented these splendid ornaments, these rich conveniences, this ocean of air above, this ocean of water beneath, this firmament of earth between? this zodiac of lights, this tent of dropping clouds, this striped coat of climates, this fourfold year? Beasts, fire, water, stones, and corn serve him. The field is at once his floor, his work-yard, his play-ground, his garden, and his bed.
"More servants wait on man  Than he'll take notice of."—
Nature, in its ministry to man, is not only the material, but is also the process and the result. All the parts incessantly work into each other's hands for the profit of man. The wind sows the seed; the sun evaporates the sea; the wind blows the vapor to the field; the ice, on the other side of the planet, condenses rain on this; the rain feeds the plant; the plant feeds the animal; and thus the endless circulations of the divine charity nourish man.
​The useful arts are but reproductions or new combinations by the wit of man, of the same natural benefactors. He no longer waits for favoring gales, but by means of steam, he realizes the fable of Æolus's bag, and carries the two and thirty winds in the boiler of his boat. To diminish friction, he paves the road with iron bars, and, mounting a coach with a ship-load of men, animals, and merchandise behind him, he darts through the country, from town to town, like an eagle or a swallow through the air. By the aggregate of these aids, how is the face of the world changed, from the era of Noah to that of Napoleon! The private poor man hath cities, ships, canals, bridges, built for him. He goes to the post-office, and the human race run on his errands; to the book-shop, and the human race read and write of all that happens, for him; to the court-house, and nations repair his wrongs. He sets his house upon the road, and the human race go forth every morning, and shovel out the snow, and cut a path for him.
​But there is no need of specifying particulars in this class of uses. The catalogue is endless, and the examples so obvious, that I shall leave them to the reader's reflection, with the general remark, that this mercenary benefit is one which has respect to a farther good. A man is fed, not that he may be fed, but that he may work.
# New Mexico v. Colorado (364 U.S. 296)

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United States Supreme Court
364 U.S. 296
New Mexico v. Colorado (364 U.S. 296)
PER CURIAM.

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# New Mexico v. Lane

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United States Supreme Court
243 U.S. 52
New Mexico v. Lane
Argued: January 8, 1917. --- Decided: March 6, 1917
Mr. Harvey M. Friend and Mr. Frank W. Clancy, Attorney General of New Mexico, for complainant.
Solicitor General Davis and Mr. S. W. Williams for defendant.
Mr. Justice McKenna delivered the opinion of the court:

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# New Mexico v. Colorado (267 U.S. 30)

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United States Supreme Court
267 U.S. 30
New Mexico v. Colorado
Argued: Dec. 2, 3, 1924. --- Decided: Jan 26, 1925
Messrs. Frank W. Clancy, of Santa Fe, N. M., and O. A. Larrazolo, and Jay Turley, both of Albuquerque, N. M., for the State of New Mexico.
Messrs. Oliver Dean and W. C. Williams, both of Denver, Colo., and Delph
[Argument of Counsel from page 31 intentionally omitted] E. Carpenter and Victor E. Keyes, both of Greeley, Colo., for the State of Colorado.
Mr. Justice SANFORD delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# New Mexico v. Colorado (364 U.S. 296)/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
364 U.S. 296
New Mexico v. Colorado (364 U.S. 296)
Upon consideration of the Report filed June 27, 1960, by Joseph C. Thoma, Commissioner, heretofore designated to run, locate and mark the boundary between the States of New Mexico and Colorado as determined by the decree of this Court of April 13, 1925 (268 U.S. 108, 45 S.Ct. 388, 69 L.Ed. 503), showing that he has run, located and marked such boundary;
And no objection or exception to such Report being presented, and the time therefor having expired;
It is now adjudged, ordered and decreed as follows:
(1) The said Report is in all things confirmed.
(2) The boundary line delineated and set forth in said Report and on the accompanying maps is established and declared to be the true boundary between the States of New Mexico and Colorado.
(3) The Clerk of this Court shall transmit to the Chief Magistrates of the States of New Mexico and Colorado and to the Secretary of the Interior copies of this decree, duly authenticated under the Seal of this Court, together with copies of said Report and of the accompanying maps.
(4) As it appears that the said Commissioner has completed his work conformably to said decree, he is hereby discharged.

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# New Mexico v. Colorado (268 U.S. 108)

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268 U.S. 108
New Mexico v. Colorado
Argued: April 13, 1925. ---
Messrs. Frank W. Clancy, of Santa Fe, N M., and O. A. Larrazolo and Jay Turley, both of Albuquerque, N. M., for the State of New Mexico.
Messrs. Victor E. Keyes and Delph E. Carpenter, both of Greeley, Colo., for the State of Colorado.
PER CURIAM.

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# New Mexico v. Texas

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* New Mexico v. Texas (275 U.S. 279), ( 72 L.Ed. 280 ), ( 48 S.Ct. 126 )
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# New Mexico v. Colorado

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# My soul is dark

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* "My soul is dark", a poem by George Gordon Byron
* "My Soul is Dark", a poem by Frances Fuller Victor