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# Poems (Seeger)/Juvenilia/Lyonesse

LYONESSE
In Lyonesse was beauty enough, men say: Long Summer loaded the orchards to excess, And fertile lowlands lengthening far away, In Lyonesse.
Came a term to that land's old favoredness: Past the sea-walls, crumbled in thundering spray, Rolled the green waves, ravening, merciless.
Through bearded boughs immobile in cool decay, Where sea-bloom covers corroding palaces, The mermaid glides with a curious glance to-day, In Lyonesse.
# Poems (Seeger)/Juvenilia/The Need to Love

THE NEED TO LOVE
The need to love that all the stars obey Entered my heart and banished all beside. Bare were the gardens where I used to stray; Faded the flowers that one time satisfied.
Before the beauty of the west on fire, The moonlit hills from cloister-casements viewed, Cloud-like arose the image of desire, And cast out peace and maddened solitude.
I sought the City and the hopes it held: With smoke and brooding vapors intercurled, As the thick roofs and walls close-paralleled Shut out the fair horizons of the world—
A truant from the fields and rustic joy, In my changed thought that image even so Shut out the gods I worshipped as a boy And all the pure delights I used to know.
Often the veil has trembled at some tide Of lovely reminiscence and revealed How much of beauty Nature holds beside Sweet lips that sacrifice and arms that yield:
​Clouds, window-framed, beyond the huddled eaves When summer cumulates their golden chains, Or from the parks the smell of burning leaves, Fragrant of childhood in the country lanes,
An organ-grinder's melancholy tune In rainy streets, or from an attic sill The blue skies of a windy afternoon Where our kites climbed once from some grassy hill:
And my soul once more would be wrapped entire In the pure peace and blessing of those years Before the fierce infection of Desire Had ravaged all the flesh. Through starting tears
Shone that lost Paradise; but, if it did, Again ere long the prison-shades would fall That Youth condemns itself to walk amid, So narrow, but so beautiful withal.
And I have followed Fame with less devotion, And kept no real ambition but to see Rise from the foam of Nature's sunlit ocean My dream of palpable divinity;
And aught the world contends for to mine eye Seemed not so real a meaning of success As only once to clasp before I die My vision of embodied happiness.
# Poems (Seeger)/Juvenilia/The Nympholept

THE NYMPHOLEPT
There was a boy—not above childish fears— With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, yet dauntless still, Who one bright dawn, when each remotest hill Stood sharp and clear in Heaven's unclouded blue And all Earth shimmered with fresh-beaded dew, Risen in the first beams of the gladdening sun, Walked up into the mountains. One by one Each towering trunk beneath his sturdy stride Fell back, and ever wider and more wide The boundless prospect opened. Long he strayed, From dawn till the last trace of slanting shade Had vanished from the canyons, and, dismayed At that far length to which his path had led, He paused—at such a height where overhead The clouds hung close, the air came thin and chill, And all was hushed and calm and very still, Save, from abysmal gorges, where the sound Of tumbling waters rose, and all around The pines, by those keen upper currents blown, Muttered in multitudinous monotone. Here, with the wind in lovely locks laid bare, With arms oft raised in dedicative prayer, Lost in mute rapture and adoring wonder, He stood, till the far noise of noontide thunder, Rolled down upon the muffled harmonies Of wind and waterfall and whispering trees, ​Made loneliness more lone. Some Panic fear Would seize him then, as they who seemed to hear In Thracian valleys or Thessalian woods The god's hallooing wake the leafy solitudes; I think it was the same: some piercing sense Of Deity's pervasive immanence, The Life that visible Nature doth indwell Grown great and near and all but palpable... He might not linger, but with wingèd strides Like one pursued, fled down the mountain-sides— Down the long ridge that edged the steep ravine, By glade and flowery lawn and upland green, And never paused nor felt assured again But where the grassy foothills opened. Then, While shadows lengthened on the plain below And the sun vanished and the sunset-glow Looked back upon the world with fervid eye Through the barred windows of the western sky, Homeward he fared, while many a look behind Showed the receding ranges dim-outlined, Highland and hollow where his path had lain, Veiled in deep purple of the mountain rain.
# Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/Affection

CHAPTER XXVI.
LADY MARCHMONT TO SIR JASPER MEREDITH.
There is in life no blessing like affection: It soothes, it hallows, elevates, subdues, And bringeth down to earth its native heaven. It sits besides the cradle patient hours, Whose sole contentment is to watch and love; It bendeth o'er the death-bed, and conceals Its own despair with words of faith and hope. Life has nought else that may supply its place: Void is ambition, cold is vanity, And wealth an empty glitter, without love.
Blanchard’s title is:
AFFECTION
First line used as title of a picture by John Sartain after Wright (1808-1897)
In the Bouquet (1846), under (Gilly Flower) Cheiranthus incanus as Bonds of Affection
# Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/Age and Youth

CHAPTER I.
AGE AND YOUTH.
"I tell thee," said the old man, "what is life.
A gulf of troubled waters—where the soul,
Like a vexed bark, is tossed upon the waves,
Of pain and pleasure, by the wavering breath
Of passions. They are winds that drive it on,
But only to destruction and despair.
Methinks that we have known some former state
More glorious than our present; and the heart
Is haunted by dim memories—shadows left
By past felicity. Hence do we pine
For vain aspirings—hopes that fill the eyes
With bitter tears for their own vanity.
Are we then fallen from some lovely star,
Whose consciousness is as an unknown curse?"
In Blanchard
Lines 1 - 6 are adapted from part of a speech by Jaromir in The Ancestress Lines 7 - 12 are from The History of the Lyre. Lines 13 - 14 are also from The History of the Lyre.
# Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I

Poetical Fragments From Ethel Churchill Volume I By Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.)
compiled by Peter J. Bolton
Index
| Chapter | Blanchard | Other Title |
| I | Age and Youth | |
| II | Love’s Followers | |
| III | Parting | |
| III | | No More |
| IV | | Another Dream |
| V | Hope | |
| VI | Much Change in a Little Time | |
| VI | Vanity | |
| VI | Life’s Mask | |
| VII | Success Alone Seen | |
| VIII | A Noble Lady | |
| IX | The World Within | |
| X | The Visionary and the True | |
| XI | Opinions | |
| XII | Love’s Timidity | |
| XIII | Resolves | |
| XIV | Secrets | |
| XV | Experience Too Late | |
| XVI | The Poet’s Lot | |
| XVII | A Comparison | |
| XVIII | Weakness Ends with Love | |
| XIX | The Wrongs of Love | |
| XX | Dangers Faced | ​ |
| XXI | Ornaments | |
| XXII | Gentleness Pictured | |
| XXIII | Bridal Flowers | |
| XXIV | Confidence | |
| XXV | Love’s Ending | |
| XXVI | Affection | |
| XXVII | The Mind’s Unrest | |
| XXVIII | Dear Gifts | |
| XXIX | Life Surveyed | |
| XXX | | A First Disappointment |
| XXXI | | An Old Man’s View of Life |
| XXXII | The Disturbing Spirit | |
| XXXIII | Doubt | |
| XXXIV | Faith Ill Requited | |
| XXXV | Fate | |
Note: As the chapter headings are not generally appropriate titles for the introductory poems, Blanchard, in arranging them for his Life and Literary Remains, provided titles of his own. In the few instances where he did not include them, the poems here either retain the chapter title or have been provided with a title that seems suitable.
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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# Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/A Noble Lady

CHAPTER VIII.
ARRIVED AT HOME.
A pale and stately lady, with a brow
That might have well beseemed a Roman dame,
Cornelia, ere her glorious children died;
Or that imperial mother, who beheld
Her son forgive his country at her word.
Yet there was trouble written on her face;
The past had left its darkness.
Blanchard’s title is:
A NOBLE LADY
# Poetical Essay on the Existing State of Things/Preface

PREFACE TO AN ESSAY
ON THE
EXISTING STATE OF THINGS.
The following Poem is such, as some might conceive to demand an apology; it might appear to those, who do not consider with sufficiently accurate investigation, that its ultimate view is subversive of the existing interests of Government. A moment's attention to the sentiments on which it is founded must demonstrate the erroneousness of this supposition. Before the system which it reprobates can be ameliorated; before that peace, which, perhaps, with greater sanguineness than certainty, every good man anticipates, a total reform in the licentiousness, luxury, depravity, prejudice, which ​involve society, must be effected. This reform must not be the work of immature assertions of that liberty, which, as affairs now stand, no one can claim without attaining over others an undue, invidious superiority, benefiting in consequence self instead of society; it must not be the partial warfare of physical strength, which would induce the very evils which the tendency of the following Essay is calculated to eradicate; but gradual, yet decided intellectual exertions must diffuse light, as human eyes are rendered capable of bearing it. Does not every feeling mind shrink back in disgust when it beholds myriads of its fellow-beings, whom indigence, whom persecution, have deprived of the power to exert those mental capabilities which alone can distinguish them from the brutes, subjected by nature to their dominion? Is it not an insult to the All-wise, the Omnipresent intelligence of the universe, that one man should, by the abuse of that capacity which was formed to be exerted for the happiness of his fellow-creatures, deprive them of the power to use the noblest gift which his wisdom had imparted? As there is great reason to suppose that degrees of happiness will be adjudged to each, in a future state, in proportion to the degrees of virtue which have marked the life of the individual in this; as it is self-evident that the state of probation in which we now reside, is merely a preparatory stage in which to display our energies, to fit us for a more exalted state of existence, is not the deprivation of liberty the deepest, the severest of injuries? Yet this is despotism. ​
# Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/An Old Man’s View of Life

CHAPTER XXXI.
AN OLD MAN'S VIEW OF LIFE.
We tremble even in our happiness; Hurried and dim, the unknown hours press Heavy with care or grief, that none may ever guess.
The future is more present than the past: For one look back a thousand on we cast, And Hope doth ever Memory outlast.
For Hope say Fear—Hope is a timid thing, Fearful, and weak, and born in suffering; At least, such Hope as human life can bring.
Its home, it is not here, it looks beyond; And, while it carries an enchanter's wand, Its spells are conscious of their earthly bond.
Not in Blanchard
Altered from The Future in The Monthly Magazine, 1834, Vol 1, a poem that is already included in Blanchard’s Life and Literary Remains.
# Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/Another Dream

ANOTHER DREAM
CHAPTER IV.
Oh! never another dream can be  Like that early dream of ours,
When the fairy, Hope, lay down like a child,
 And slept amid opening flowers.
Little we recked of our coming years,
 We fancied them just what we chose;
For, whatever life's after lights may be,
 It colours its first from the rose.
Altered from the Song ‘Oh never another dream can be’ in The Venetian Bracelet. Similar material is used in Volume III-Chapter 19, The Early Dream, which is probably why this poem is excluded by Blanchard.
# Poetical Essay on the Existing State of Things/Poetical Essay

POETICAL ESSAY.
# Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/A Comparison

CHAPTER XVII.
ANOTHER LONDON LIFE.
A pretty, rainbow sort of life enough;
Filled up with vanities and gay caprice:
Such life is like the garden at Versailles,
Where all is artificial; and the stream
Is held in marble basins, or sent up
Amid the fretted air, in waterfalls;
Fantastic, sparkling; and the element,
The mighty element, a moment's toy;
And, like all toys, ephemeral.
Blanchard’s title is:
A COMPARISON
In The New York Mirror (3rd March 1838), as City Life
In the Bouquet (1846), under (London Pride) Silene as Frivolity
# Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/A First Disappointment

CHAPTER XXX.
A FIRST DISAPPOINTMENT.
The deep, the long, the dreaming hours,  That I have past with thee, When thou hadst not a single thought  Of how thou wert with me.
I heard thy voice, I spoke again,  I gazed upon thy face; And never scene of actual life  Could bear a deeper trace
Than all that fancy conjured up,  And made thee look and say; Till I have loathed reality,  That chased such dream away.
Alas! this is vain, fond, and false;  Thy heart is not for me; And, knowing this, how can I waste  My very soul on thee?
Not in Blanchard
Altered from The Visionary in Fisher’s Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1834
In the Bouquet (1846), under (Narcissus-False) Narcissus pseudo-narcissus as Delusive Hope
# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 15

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# Presidential Radio Address - 12 January 2002

Weekly radio address delivered on January 12, 2002.
THE PRESIDENT: Good morning. We have entered a busy season here in Washington. Soon, Congress will be back in session. I will go to the Capitol to report on the state of our union and I will present a budget that sets the priorities of our government for fiscal year 2003.
Our highest priorities are clear to all. We must give our military every tool and weapon it needs to prevail in the war against terror. We must strengthen our country's defenses against further attack, with a comprehensive program of homeland security. And we must get our country's economy growing and creating jobs once again.
The economy is a concern for all Americans, especially for those out of work. These Americans need extra help. My economic plan proposes an additional 13 weeks of unemployment insurance benefits for workers who have lost their jobs and direct assistance to protect their health insurance.
My plan is based on the simple truth that people out of work need an unemployment check; but what they need even more is a steady paycheck. So I have joined with Republicans and Democrats in proposing concrete steps to create more jobs and help spur more growth in the economy. The House passed this plan. The Senate needs to act on it.
Difficult economic times brings hardship to many other Americans, as well: single moms or disadvantaged young people trying to get into the work force. My budget seeks to help them, too, by adding resources to vital programs that have proven their value. One of our government's most effective services is the Women, Infants and Children program, which counsels mothers on nutrition and health care for their children. In my budget for the coming fiscal year, I will propose an increase of $364 million for the WIC program. This will be enough to serve nearly 8 million women and children each month.
Another vital program is the Job Corp, which provides employment training to more than 72,000 disadvantaged young Americans. In my budget, I will ask Congress for an additional $73 million to expand the good work of the Job Corp. This will help to pay for new residential training centers. We will also secure high school accreditation for Job Corps training so that more young people can have the advantage of a high school diploma.
These are some of the elements of the budget I will be sending to Congress. My budget focuses on the pressing needs of our country and on the basic needs of our citizens. I am committed to building a strong economy that spreads its benefits to everyone. This goal reaches beyond politics or party, and I'm confident that Congress will join me in the work ahead.
Thank you for listening.
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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# Presidential Radio Address - 24 February 2001

Weekly radio address delivered on February 24, 2001.
George W. Bush: Good morning. This coming week I will be making the trip up Pennsylvania Avenue to address a joint session of Congress. We have some business to attend to called the budget of the United States.
The federal budget is a document about the size of a big city phone book, and about as hard to read from cover to cover. The blueprint I submit this week contains many numbers, but there is one that probably counts more than any other -- $5.6 trillion. That is the surplus the federal government expects to collect over the next 10 years; money left over after we have met our obligations to Social Security, Medicare, health care, education, defense and other priorities.
The plan I submit will fund our highest national priorities. Education gets the biggest percentage increase of any department in our federal government. We won't just spend more money on schools and education, we will spend it responsibly. We'll give states more freedom to decide what works. And as we give more to our schools we're going to expect more in return by requiring states and local jurisdictions to test every year. How else can we know whether schools are teaching and children are learning?
Social Security and Medicare will get every dollar they need to meet their commitments. And every dollar of Social Security and Medicare tax revenue will be reserved for Social Security and Medicare.
My budget blueprint will restrain spending, yet meet growing needs with a reasonable 4 percent growth rate, which is a little more than inflation. After paying the bills, my plan reduces the national debt, and fast. So fast, in fact, that economists worry that we're going to run out of debt to retire. That would be a good worry to have.
Finally, along with funding our priorities and paying down debt, my plan returns about one out of every four dollars of the surplus to the American taxpayers, who created the surplus in the first place. A surplus in tax revenue, after all, means that taxpayers have been overcharged. And usually when you've been overcharged, you expect to get something back.
Tax relief means real help for both American families and the American economy. Everybody who pays income taxes will receive a tax cut. Nobody will be targeted in, and nobody will be targeted out. The typical family will get about $1,600 in tax relief, and that's real money. And that's money that will help American families manage their own accounts, manage your own balance sheets.
My address to Congress comes on Tuesday night at 9:00 o'clock Eastern Time. I hope you'll tune in and consider what I have to say. I hope you'll agree that my plan is good for you and for your family. But, even more, I hope you'll agree it's good for America.
Thank you for listening.
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# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 34/March 1889/Correspondence

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THE GREAT SOUTHERN TORTOISE AGAIN.
Editor Popular Science Monthly
MY object in writing to you on November 1, 1888, was, as I then stated, to call the attention of Prof. Shaler to the error into which he had fallen in attributing to the gopher (a tortoise) the habits of the salamander (Geomys pinetis), a small rodent. I did not expect my remarks to be published by you, but I did expect Prof. Shaler, as of his own motion, to make through your pages some explanation or acknowledgment of his blunder; and had you been content to simply print my note in your January number, I should not now feel called upon to make further reference to the subject. The only inference to be drawn from your editorial comments upon my note is that you have not read Prof. Shaler's article on the "Habits of the Great Southern Tortoise," which appears in your journal for November, 1888, and to which my note refers! The question is not, as you appear to suppose, which animal, the gopher or the salamander, produces the greater effect upon the soil of Florida. What I wish to point out is the fact that a reputed scientist has published in a scientific journal an article which ascribes to one animal habits which are impossible to it and which belong to a totally different animal. He then proceeds to speculate, from these false premises, as to "the limits of evolution under the influence of natural selection"; and, naturally enough, in his efforts to reconcile the irreconcilable, finds himself reduced to the necessity of "begging the question." He would have saved himself all this trouble and perplexity if, in describing the habits of the animal, he had written salamander wherever the word gopher now appears in his paper.
* Very respectfully,C. C. Byrne,
* Surgeon United States Army.
* Washington, D.C., January 4, 1889.
THE WAYS OF BEES.
Editor Popular Science Monthly:
Sir: I see that you too have copied that "bees and pigeon race hoax," in your notes on page 287 of the December number, when "twelve bees, having been rolled in flour to mark them, and twelve pigeons belonging to a fancier in the village, were let loose about a league away. The first bee reached home a quarter of a minute before the first pigeon, and the rest of both squads arrived at the same instant, a few moments afterward." This is a canard. Take bees three miles from home and liberate them, and they will rise and circle round. the place where they find themselves till they mark the location; then they will fly away in search of food, and, when they are loaded, will return to the spot they left, not to their old home, three miles or so away.
* Respectfully yours,
* Mahala B. Chaddock.
* Vermont, Ill., January 10, 1889.
[The item in question was translated from "La Nature," of September 8, 1888; a journal that is not usually careless in scientific matters.—Ed.]