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# Zinzendorff and Other Poems/Lady Rosse

LADY ROSSE.
Benefactions were sent from England, by this benevolent lady to aid in the erection of Chapels in the destitute villages of Ohio.
Lady, thy name is with the green-rob'd West,
 Where bold Ohio drinks his tribute-streams,
Where unshorn forests rear the cloud-wrapt crest,
 And the New World like her of Eden seems
To muse of Heaven, with sweet majestic air;
 Lady! thy name is there.
A sacred echo stirs yon rose-deck'd wild,
 The hoary-headed laborer bows his knee,
While from glad mother, and from lisping child
 Flows forth the holy song in accents free,
The high orison crowns the accordant lay,
 Lady! for thee they pray.
To be remember'd by the sacred spire,
 Pointing the weary to a home of rest,
By the deep organ, and the hymning choir,
 Cherish'd, when Earth lies heavy on the breast,
Is better than with haughty state to bide,
 In marble's sculptur'd pride.
Lady, thy gifts were to the famish'd soul,
 For whose eternal weal the Saviour died;
And when the wave of boundless bliss shall roll
 O'er the meek bosoms of the purified,
When from earth's dust, the spirit's wing is free,
 He shall remember thee.
# Zinzendorff and Other Poems/Lafayette

LAFAYETTE.
There was a sound of war,
 A spirit-stirring shock,
A new-born nation strove for life,
And a monarch came down with his bannered strife,
 As the lion meets the flock.
A youthful hero crossed
 The raging of the sea,
The blood of France was in his heart,
And it glowed as it took that infant's part,
 Who struggled to be free.
Years sped their noiseless flight,
 The warriors went to rest,
And the full-grown child with a giant's might,
Went forth in the strength of his lordly right,
And watched by ocean's billows bright,
 For the coming of a guest.
And the shout of welcome sped
 From the mountain to the main,
Fresh flowers of gratitude wreathed a crown,
And the veteran's tear with the babe's fell down,
 Like a gush of summer rain.
The idol-hero came,
 Not with his sword of might,
The silver-hairs on his brow were strown,
And the eye was sunk, that like lightning shone,
 In the van of the stormy fight.
He had breathed the dungeon damps,
 He had drank the draught of fame,
When the clime of his birth like a maniac rushed,
And the blood of kings from its fountain gushed,
 He had stood at his post the same.
By Memory's chart he sought
 For dell, and rock, and stream,
But a spell of magic had fallen around,
And cities arose where the forest frowned,
And the far, lone lake, with masts was crowned,
 Like the change of a fairy dream.
The exulting pulse beat high,
 In the heart of this western zone,
His home was the breast of the free and brave,
No sceptred king, with the world his slave,
 E'er sate on such a throne.
But there came a solemn knell,
 O'er the summer breeze it stole,
From town, and tower, and village bell
On our listening nation's ear it fell,
 And woke the mourner's soul.
The hero slept in dust,
 The mighty bore his pall,
The tears of love on his tomb were shed,
The glory of earth was around his head,
But from honor, and wealth, and bliss he fled
 To the highest joy of all.
# Zinzendorff and Other Poems/Last Hours of the Hon. William Wirt

LAST HOURS OF THE HON. WILLIAM WIRT.
See, he communeth at the gate of heaven.
Call him not back.
 Detain him not with tears,
Ye loving ones, who from your being's dawn,
Have in your reverence shrined him, next to God.
 He drinks the cup alone, most tender wife,
He, who so long hath held no earthly draught
Of woe, or happiness, unshared by thee.
 He drinks the cup alone. Thou may'st not drain
Its bitter dregs for him, nor fearless place
Thy soul in his soul's stead, as fain thou would'st
If 'twere thy Father s will.
 Is this that form,
So late with manhood's majesty replete? Is this that lofty brow from whence looked forth
The ruling mind.
 How, like the flower of grass,
Is all we call perfection! How doth man
Fall from his glory, if one baleful breath
But stir his nerves, or check the refluent tide
That, visits every vein, or sweep those cells
Unkindly, where his lucid thoughts are born!
 "The door is opened." Hark, it is the last,
Last sound, from that pale lip. What scans the eye
That through the shroud of dim disease doth dart
Such brightening ray?
 Do hovering angels show
The untold riches of that realm, which needs
Nor sun nor moon to light it? Do they spread
The tokens of redeeming love to cheer
The heart that struggling with the wreathed bond
Of earth's most dear and sacred charities,
Doth find them rooted in its deepest core?
"The door is opened."
 Enter in, thou blest
And holy soul. 'Twere sin to bind thee here.
The proudest flight of this clay-compassed thought,
Boasting itself all limitless, dares not
To follow thee, or shadow forth thy bliss.
 Farewell! farewell! thou who did'st meekly draw
Thy purest treasures from the Book of God,
And wear them, as an amulet, to shield
Thy breast from stain? Still shall thy country grave
Thy name upon the Urim of her heart,
Till her exulting pulses cease to beat
O'er the true greatness of her gifted sons.
# Zinzendorff and Other Poems/Meeting of the Susquehannah with the Lackawanna

MEETING OF THE SUSQUEHANNAH WITH THE LACKAWANNA.
Rush on glad stream, in thy power and pride,
To claim the hand of thy promis'd bride;
She doth haste from the realm of the darken'd mine,
To mingle her murmur'd vows with thine;
Ye have met,—ye have met, and the shores prolong
The liquid tone of your nuptial song.
Methinks ye wed, as the white man's son,
And the child of the Indian king have done;
I saw thy bride, as she strove in vain,
To cleanse her brow from the carbon stain,
But she brings thee a dowry so rich and true
That thy love must not shrink from the tawny hue.
Her birth was rude, in a mountain cell,
And her infant freaks there are none to tell;
The path of her beauty was wild and free,
And in dell and forest she hid from thee,
But the day of her fond caprice is o'er,
And she seeks to part from thy breast no more.
Pass on in the joy of thy blended tide,
Thro' the land where the blessed Miquon died;
No red man's blood, with its guilty stain,
Hath cried unto God, from that broad domain,—
With the seeds of peace they have sown the soil,
Bring a harvest of wealth, for their hour of toil.
On, on, through the vale where the brave ones sleep,
Where the waving foliage is rich and deep;
I have stood on the mountain and roam'd thro' the glen
To the beautiful homes of the western men,
Yet nought in that realm of enchantment could see,
So fair, as the vale of Wyoming to me.
# Zinzendorff and Other Poems/Judge Trumbull

JUDGE TRUMBULL.
I saw him in his reverie. Night had drawn
Dense curtains o'er the slumbering, snow-rob'd earth,
And a lone lamp its fitful lustre threw
Upon his musing brow. 'Twas mark'd by age,
And thought profound, perchance, with sadness ting'd,
Yet from the piercing eye that beauty beam'd
Which wrinkled Time respecteth.
 This was he,
Whose shaft of Wit had touch'd the epic strain
With poignant power, the father of the harp,
In his own native vales. He seem'd to muse
As if those lov'd retreats did spread themselves
Again before his eye. The sighing wind
Through the long branches of those ancient trees
Where first his boyhood lisp'd the lore of song,
Doth lull his soul. Then brighter visions come,
A sound of music rises. 'Tis thy voice
Connecticut! as when by vernal rains
Surcharg'd, it swell'd in tuneful murmurs round
The vine-clad mansion, where his children grew.
But lo! the clangor of yon mighty lakes
Holding hoarse conflict with the winged storm
Breaks up the melody. And is it so?
That in the feebleness of four score years,
Thou, with unshrinking hand dost pitch thy tent
Near the rude billows of the Michigan,
And mark in that far land, young life start forth
In vigor and in beauty and in power,
Where erst the Indian and the panther dwelt,
Sole lords? It was a bold emprise to change
The robe of science and of minstrelsy,
Worn from thy cradle onward, for the staff
Of the rough emigrant.
 Again I look'd,
His lamp had faded, and the learned page
Was clos'd within his study. The blest book
Of God's great love to man, was open still:
Where was the eye that ponder'd it? the heart
That priz'd it more than Greek or Roman lore? —There was a shroud, a pall, a tender sigh
Of Woman's grief, and 'neath the broken sods
Of that New World, the patriarch poet lies,
"And 'dust to dust' concludes our noblest song."
—Master and friend! until this feeble lyre
In silence moulders, till my heart forget
The thrill of gratitude, the love of song,
The praise of virtue, shall thine image dwell
Bright with the beauty of benignant age
In my soul's temple-shrine.
# Zinzendorff and Other Poems/Lady Jane Grey

LADY JANE GREY.
On seeing a picture representing her engaged in the study of Plato.
So early wise! Beauty hath been to thee
 No traitor-friend, to steal the key
 Of knowledge from thy mind,
 Making thee gorgeous to the eye,
 Flaunting and flushed with vanity,
 Yet inly blind.
 Hark! the hunting-bugle sounds,
 Thy father's park is gay,
 Stately nobles cheer the hounds,
 Soft hands the coursers sway,
 Haste to the sport, away! away!
 Youth, and mirth, and love are there,
 Lingerest thou, fairest of the fair,
 In thy lone chamber to explore
 Ancient Plato's classic lore?
 Old Roger Ascham's gaze
 Is fix'd on thee with fond amaze;
 Doubtless the sage doth marvel deep,
 That for philosophy divine
 A lady could decline
The pleasure 'mid yon pageant-train to sweep,
The glory o'er some five-barr'd gate to leap,
 And in the toil of reading Greek
 Which many a student flies,
 Find more entrancing rhetoric
 Than Fashion's page supplies.
Ah sweet Enthusiast! happier far for thee
 Had'st thou thy musing intellectual joy,
 Thro' life indulg'd without alloy,
 In solitary sanctity,
 Nor dar'd Ambition's fearful shrift,
Nor laid thy shrinking hand on Edward's fatal gift.
 The Crown! The Crown! It sparkles on thy brow,
 I see Northumberland with joy elate,
 And lo! thy haughty sire doth bow
 Honoring thy high estate,
 She too, of royal Tudor's line,
 Who at her early bridal shone
 Resplendent on the Gallic throne
 Humbleth her knee to thine,
 She, the austerely beautiful, whose eye
 Check'd thy timid infancy
Until thy heart's first buds folded their leaves to die,
 Homage to her meek daughter pays,
 Yet, sooth to say, one fond embrace,
 One kiss, such as the peasant-mother gives
 When on its evening bed her child she lays, Had dearer been to thee, than all their courtly phrase.
The Tower! The Tower! thou bright-hair'd beauteous one!
 There, where the captive's breath
 Had sigh'd itself in bitterness away,
 Where iron nerves have wither'd one by one,
 And the sick eye shut from the glorious sun
 Hath grop'd o'er those grim walls till idiocy
 Made life like death,
 There must thy resting be?
Not long! Not long! What savage band
 'Neath thy grated window bears
 The headless form, the lifeless hand
Of him, the magic of whose love could charm away thy cares?
 Guilford! thy husband! yet the gushing tear
 Scarce flows to mourn his fate severe,
 Thy pious thought doth rise
 To those unclouded skies,
 Where he, amid the angel train
Doth for thy coming wait, to part no more again.
The Scaffold! Must it be! Stern England's Queen
 Hast thou such doom decreed?
 Dwells Draco's soul beneath a woman's mien?
 Must guileless youth and peerless beauty bleed?  Away! Away! I will not see the deed!
 Fresh drops of crimson stain the new-fall'n snow,
 The wintry winds wail fitfully and low;—
 But the meek victim is not there,
 Far from this troubled scene,
 High o'er the tyrant Queen,
She finds that amaranthine crown, which sinless seraphs wear.
# White's Administrator v. United States/Opinion of the Court

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
United States Supreme Court
66 U.S. 501
White's Administrator v. United States
The motion for a mandamus in this case is founded on a mistaken apprehension of the judgment of this court as it is reported in 23 Howard, 249.
Ortega had married the daughter of Miranda; they lived as one family, and entered into possession of the land claimed. Ortega's title purported to be founded on a petition to Governor Alvarado, dated 12th June, 1840; a reference report and marginal decree signed by Alvarado, 10th of August, 1840, 'which was returned to him to serve as a security during the other operations indicated.' It was never completed by a final grant, and was not to be found among the archives, but its execution was proved by Alvarado himself. Miranda, in 1844, petitioned for a grant of the same land, alleging that he had been in possession of the land for more than four years. This inform e was in the usual form, and is found among the archives. The court being divided in opinion as to the authenticity of the Ortega title, (and a majority expressing a doubt,) at first decided to send the record back to the District Court, to have the conflicting claims of the father and son-in-law settled by a proceeding under the 13th section of the act of 1851. But our attention was afterwards drawn to the fact, that the proceeding, under the proviso in this section, was intended only for cases where both parties claimed under a confirmed Mexican grant by derivative titles, and as Ortega and Miranda claimed under several and distinct titles, the case did not come within the provisions of the 13th section. The court then reversed the decree of the District Court, and not being fully satisfied on the evidence as to the genuineness of Ortega's papers, sent the case back for further examination. There was no order that a stranger to the record should be allowed to interplead and set up another grant, as a reason why the claimant's title should not be confirmed, for it appears from the opinion of the court that they objected to the proceeding because the Miranda grant had been used to combat that of Ortega in this proceeding. The first decree did not order the court below to allow the claimants under Miranda to interplead in this suit; and if it had done so, it was wholly annulled and set aside by the order and decree afterwards made on the 1st of May, 1860. It was like a judgment in a common law case, where a judgment is reversed and a venire de novo ordered; and the reason given by the court was, 'that the District Court might not be trammeled in their future consideration of the case on all its merits.'
The motion for a mandamus is therefore refused.

## Notes

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# Zoological Illustrations/VolIII-Pl160

ANODON purpurascens,
Purple Anodon, or Horse Mussel.
Generic Character.—See Pl. 96.
Specific Character.
    A. testâ transversim oblongâ, crassâ, depressâ, intus purpurascente, laminâ cardinali crassâ, truncatâ, dente lamellari in utrâque valvâ supposito; umbonibus retusis.
    Shell transversely oblong, thick, depressed, within purple; hinge plate thick, truncate, with an obsolete lamellar tooth in each valve; umbones retuse.
This is an entirely new and very rare shell, remarkable for its shape and internal colour; it is also highly interesting, as exhibiting the generic characters of Anodon, blended (in some degree) with those of Unio: according to the principles of Lamarck, it might therefore be made into a genus; but I feel convinced too much importance has already been attached by that naturalist and his followers to the hinge of bivalve shells; and that the nomenclature of the science is burthened with genera, trivial in themselves, bewildering to the scientific, and unintelligible to the student.
From having paid some attention to the Fluviatile Bivalves, and possessing a most extensive collection of specimens, I am clearly of opinion that no permanent characters will be found sufficient to retain either the genera Dipsas (Leach), Hyria (Lamarck), or Alasmodonta of Say, much less that of Damaris (Leach), and another, whose name I forget, made by Dr. Turton from the same shell as Leach's Damaris, viz. Mya Margaritifera of Linnæus. In fact, the line of demarcation between Unio and Anodon appears to rest on the first possessing cardinal teeth, and the latter having none.
I have several valves (in different stages of growth), and one perfect specimen of this shell; they were sent to me from the back settlements of North America.
# Zoological Illustrations/VolIII-Pl166

BULIMUS citrinus, (var.)
Citron Bulimus, (3 varieties.)
Generic Character.—See Pl. 4.
Specific Character.—See Pl. 46.
Varieties.
    A. Yellow, with black lines. Zool. Ill. pl. 46.
    B. Yellow, with black lines and chesnut stripes. Zool. Ill. p. 47.
    C. Yellow, variegated with green; inner lip obsolete. Fig. 1. B. virescens. Sw. Bligh Cat. p. 13.
    D. Green, striped with yellow; inner lip white. Fig. 2. 3.
    E. Orange, with flame-coloured waved stripes. Fig. 4.
    F. Pale yellow, with brown waved stripes.
    Lam. Syst. 6. 2. p. 178. 5.
The beautiful shells here selected as a further illustration of the Citron Bulimus not only show the great variability of the species, but clearly prove that B. virescens is, as I suspected, only a variety of B. citrinus. In the shell at fig. 1. the upper part of the inner lip (like that described in the Bligh Appendix), is entirely wanting; although it bears, in every other respect, the appearance of a full-grown shell; the umbilicus likewise is open; but in the shell at fig. 2. and 3. the inner lip is quite perfect, and consequently folds over the umbilicus; thus the connexion between the green and yellow varieties is completely established.
I have subjoined a slight arrangement of the principal varieties; and have only further to observe, that the specific character I first proposed, appears to me the only one by which this species may be truly distinguished.
Since the description of B. aureus at pl. 47 was written, I have seen several other specimens; all of which tend to confirm my belief that it is distinct from B. citrinus.
# Zoological Illustrations/VolIII-Pl162

ACHATINA fasciata, (var.)
Banded Achatina, (3 varieties.)
Generic Character.—See Pl. 30.
Specific Character.—See Pl. 74.
    (Young.) Aperturâ basi integrâ. Base of the aperture entire.
    Ach. pallida. Zool. Ill. vol. 1. pl. 41.
Since the first illustration of this elegant species appeared, at plate 74 of this work, I have had the means of ascertaining a very extraordinary circumstance which takes place in the progressive growth of the young shell to the adult state; and that is the change effected in the form and termination of the pillar or columella. In the noble collection of shells formed by the late Earl of Tankerville, there is a numerous series of this species; from these I have ascertained, that in the young shells the base of the columella unites with the termination of the outer lip, making the aperture entire, similar to the lengthened Helices; but, as the shell advances in growth, the base of the columella becomes thick, detached, as it were, from the marginal rim, so as to produce an intervening notch, and thus gives the old and the young shell not only an appearance of being distinct species, but of belonging to separate genera. From these facts, I have drawn the conclusion, that Achatina pallida (pl. 41), is but the young shell (having the margin of the aperture as yet entire) of Achatina fasciata; and the three additional varieties now figured, will, I hope, prove an interesting addition to the history of this species.
# Zoological Illustrations/VolIII-Pl165

SYLVIA annulosa, (var. β.)
White-eyed Warbler.
Generic Character.—See Pl. 139.
Specific Character.
    S. suprà cinerea, infrà albescens, capite, alis uropygioque olivaceo-flavis; jugulo flavescente; palpebris plumis niveis insignibus.
    Above cinereous, beneath whitish; head, wings, and rump, olive yellow; throat yellowish; eyes encircled by a ring of snowy feathers.
On first receiving this bird from New Holland, I was inclined to think it a distinct species from the African White-eyed Warbler; but further consideration has led me to adopt a different opinion: it is true that I am unacquainted with any one land bird which is common to both countries, and much weight should be attached to the geographic distribution both of families and species. These two birds, however, differ in their colour, and somewhat in their size. On the other hand, the White-eyed Warbler, as before observed, is found both in Africa and India; and is, therefore, probably migratory. Nature, moreover, is not bound by laws to which there are no exceptions; and the leading points of resemblance between these birds are very strong. On the whole, therefore, I am inclined to consider them as varieties of one species, forming a solitary exception to the general dissimilarity between the birds of Africa and those of New Holland.
Size of the Wood Wren: the head and ears are olive yellow, changing to brighter yellow on the chin, and part of the throat; the neck and back cinereous, graduating to yellowish olive on the rump and upper tail covers; wings the same, the inside of the quills blackish; sides of the throat cinereous; body and under tail covers whitish; the sides tinged with ferruginous; the stripe between the bill and eye is more brown than black; and the white feathers round the eye, not so conspicuous as in the African variety.
# Zoological Illustrations/VolIII-Pl167

ANODON crassus,
Thick Anodon, or Horse Mussel.
Generic Character.—See Pl. 96.
Specific Character.
    A. testâ ovatâ, latâ, crassa; margine cardinali subarcuato, extremitate utrâque angulatâ alatâ; umbonibus prominentibus, apicibus retusis.
    Shell oval, broad, thick; hinge margin subarcuated, the extremities winged and angulated; umbones prominent, the tips retuse.
It is only recently that travellers have directed their attention to the less attractive shells of distant regions; and our cabinets now begin to be enriched by the numerous land and fresh-water species of those countries. Among these new acquisitions, the fresh-water bivalves appear the most extraordinary in their formation, and the most numerous in species. Of the Anodons, it may be doubted whether the great Linnæus was acquainted with more than three or four species; Lamarck enumerates fifteen, but a much greater number have passed under my own examination.
The species now illustrated is very peculiar; it is a strong, thick shell; in form resembling Hyria corrugata, Lamarck; having both extremities winged and compressed; the umbonial slope elevated, and somewhat angulated; the umbones thick and prominent, but obtuse, or nearly truncate, at their apex; the outside of the shell of a dark grass-green colour, and nearly smooth, excepting at the posterior side, which is marked by sulcated striæ following the lines of growth; the inside is opaque and whitish, with rich iridescent margins: the muscular impressions deep, and the hinge margin quite smooth.
I know of no other specimen than one in Mr. Dubois' collection, and am altogether unacquainted with its locality; although its habit leads me to think it is from South America.