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# Olcott v. Bynum

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United States Supreme Court
84 U.S. 44
Olcott v. Bynum

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# Oklahoma v. United States Civil Service Commission

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United States Supreme Court
330 U.S. 127
Oklahoma v. United States Civil Service Commission
Argued: Oct. 17, 18, 1946. --- Decided: Feb 10, 1947
[Syllabus from pages 127-129 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Mac. Q. Williamson and James W. Bounds, both of Oklahoma City., Okl., for petitioner.
Mr. Ralph F. Fuchs, of Washington, D.C., for respondent.
Mr. Justice REED delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Phelps v. Board of Education of West New York

United States Supreme Court
300 U.S. 319
Phelps v. Board of Education of West New York
Argued: Feb. 4, 5, 1937. --- Decided: March 1, 1937
Appeals from the Court of Errors and Appeals of the State of New jersey.
Mr. Robert H. McCarter, of Newark, N.J., for appellants.
Mr. Saul Nemser, of Jersey City, N.J., for appellees.
Mr. Justice ROBERTS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Phelps v. Harris

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United States Supreme Court
101 U.S. 370
Phelps v. Harris
ERROR to the Circuit Court of the United States for the Southern District of Mississippi.
The facts are fully stated in the opinion of the court.
Mr. G. Gordon Adom, for the plaintiffs in error.
Mr. William L. Nugent, contra.
MR. JUSTICE BRADLEY delivered the opinion of the court.

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# Phelps v. Mayer

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United States Supreme Court
56 U.S. 160
Phelps v. Mayer
Mr. Justice Curtis did not sit in this cause, having been of counsel for the patentee.

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# Phelps v. McDonald/Dissent Miller

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United States Supreme Court
99 U.S. 298
Phelps v. McDonald
MR. JUSTICE MILLER, with whom concurred MR. JUSTICE FIELD, dissenting.
The treaty under which the award was made, which is the subject-matter of this suit, provides for the payment to Great Britain of claims for injury to British subjects, and the award in this case in express terms orders the money to be paid to the agent of that government in this country. Comegys v. Vasse and Clark v. Clark, cited in the opinion, are cases of awards made in favor of the United States for the use of its citizens.
While the money so awarded is properly a fund within the jurisdiction of our courts, as are also our own citizens, I do not think those courts have any control over the British government or its agents in the distribution of the fund awarded to them.
It does not appear from any thing in the record, as I read it, that the fund in controversy has ever been voluntarily paid into court by the agent of that government. It is an indelicate attempt by the courts of this country to seize in transitu, for its own citizens, what by treaty this government has agreed to pay to another government for its subject.

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# On Lucy, Countess of Bedford

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This morning timely wrapt with holy fire, I thought to form unto my zealous Muse, What kind of creature I could most desire To know, serve, and love, as Poets use. I meant to make her fair, and free, and wise, Of greatest blood, and yet more good than great; I meant the day-star should not brighter rise, Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat; I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet, Hating that solemn vice of greatness, pride; I meant each softest virtue there should meet, Fit in that softer bosom to reside. Only a learned, and a manly soul I purposed her: that should with even powers, The rock, the spindle, and the shears control Of Destiny, and spin her own free hours. Such when I meant to feign, and wished to see, My Muse bade Bedford write, and that was she!
# On May Morning

* "On May Morning", in Poems of Mr. John Milton, Both English and Latin, Compos'd at several times (1645)
* "On May Morning", in Poems &c. Upon Several Occasions (1673)
# On Love

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* On Love (Love bade me ask a gift) by Robert Herrick
* On Love (Love is a kind of war: hence those who fear!) by Robert Herrick
* On Love (That love 'twixt men does ever longest last) by Robert Herrick

## See also

* Upon Love
# On Man, in His Own Image Made

Adam by John Newton
Scripture reference: Gen 3:9
    On man, in his own image made,
    How much did God bestow?
    The whole creation homage paid,
    And owned him Lord, below!
    He dwelt in Eden’s garden, stored
    With sweets for every sense;
    And there with his descending Lord
    He walked in confidence.
    But O! by sin how quickly changed!
    His honor forfeited,
    His heart, from God and truth, estranged,
    His conscience filled with dread!
    Now from his Maker’s voice he flees,
    Which was before his joy:
    And thinks to hide, amidst the trees,
    From an all seeing eye.
    Compelled to answer to his name,
    With stubbornness and pride
    He cast, on God Himself, the blame,
    Nor once for mercy cried.
    But grace, unasked, his heart subdued
    And all his guilt forgave;
    By faith, the promised seed he viewed,
    And felt His pow’r to save.
    Thus we ourselves would justify,
    Though we the law transgress;
    Like him, unable to deny,
    Unwilling to confess.
    But when by faith the sinner sees
    A pardon bought with blood;
    Then he forsakes his foolish pleas,
    And gladly turns to God.
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# On Meeting an Old Friend

From Harper's Magazine, Dec 1908
On Meeting an Old Friend (After Wordsworth)
BY CAROLYN WELLS
I WANDERED, wondering, through Italy;
Through aureate orchards, riotous with trees
One to another draped with grapery.
I saw far hills by dædal sunsets backed;
And skies that grasped and held my helpless gaze;
And poppies popping up continual.
And here and there I stumbled on a town;
Rome, Florence, Venice (names I'd heard before),
And in the towns were pictures several,
And pleasing statues, much to be admired,
And architecture of the braver sort.
Then came I unto Milan. Lo! I found
Not the Cathedral,—not da Vinci's feat,— Those quickly sank to nothingness beside
The Treasure of the City. For I saw
In some Hotel-like place a Rocking-Chair!
Yea, verily, a real Rocking-Chair!
It was bow-legged, floppy as to arms.
Of a strange balance and uncertain pitch,
It threw one out as fast as one got in,—
But still a Rocking-Chair. I held my breath.
How came this alien on this foreign shore?
This coal, so far from any Newcastle?
This fish, out of its liquid element?
This cat, in garret so exceeding strange?
This pearl, cast before— (No, that's not polite.)
I mused, and ruminated as I mused,
But found no answer.
Now, I remininsce,
And, lolling in Italian memories,
Idly dream. But ever far above
All other architecture, other art,
Paramount looms that Milan Rocking-Chair!
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# Partners Of The Night

Chapters
I. The Frame-Up
II. A Holiday Enforced
III. The Honor Of Slant-Face Regan
IV. The Third Watchman
V. The Gordon Masterpieces
VI. The Pride of Mary Regan
VII. With The Goods On
# Persuasion

Austen's last completed novel. It was first published posthumously, in 1818. Persuasion is connected with Northanger Abbey not only by the fact that the two books were originally bound up in one volume and published together two years later, but also because both stories are laid partly in Bath.
Volume I
NORTHANGER ABBEY:
AND
PERSUASION:
BY THE AUTHOR OF "PRIDE AND PREJUDICE;" "MANSFIELD-PARK," &c.
WITH A BIOGRAPHICAL NOTICE OF THE
AUTHOR.
IN FOUR VOLUMES.
VOL. III.
LONDON:
JOHN MURRAY, ALBEMARLE STREET.
1818.
* Chapter I
* Chapter II
* Chapter III
* Chapter IV
* Chapter V
* Chapter VI
* Chapter VII
* Chapter VIII
* Chapter IX
* Chapter X
* Chapter XI
* Chapter XII
Volume II
NORTHANGER ABBEY:
AND
PERSUASION:
BY THE AUTHOR OF "PRIDE AND PREJUDICE;" "MANSFIELD-PARK," &c.
WITH A BIOGRAPHICAL NOTICE OF THE
AUTHOR.
IN FOUR VOLUMES.
VOL. IV.
LONDON:
JOHN MURRAY, ALBEMARLE-STREET.
1818.
* Chapter XIII
* Chapter XIV
* Chapter XV
* Chapter XVI
* Chapter XVII
* Chapter XVIII
* Chapter XIX
* Chapter XX
* Chapter XXI
* Chapter XXII
* Chapter XXIII
* Chapter XXIV
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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# Physical Geography of the Sea and its Meteorology/Plates

plate i.
diagram of the winds.
THE CLIMATES OF THE SEA
Plate IV.
ISOTHERMAL CHART
of the
ATLANTIC OCEAN
Pilot Sheet — Plate V.
Gulf Stream and Drift — Plate VI.
Geological Agency of the Winds — Plate VII.
Physical Geography of the Sea and its Meteorology.
Physical Geography of the Sea and its Meteorology
Fig 1 Pacific Ocean — Fig 2 Atlantic Ocean
Physical Geography of the Sea and its Meteorology.
VERTICAL SECTION—NORTH ATLANTIC - PLATE XII.
PLATE XIV.
"The Irregularities of the curve in the higher northern latitudes are probably owing to the observations at Greenwich, St. Petersburg, et al, which, being on the land, are more exceptional than the others, all of which were made at Sea."
# One of a Thousand/F

* Farmer, Moses Gerrish
* Farnham, Luther
* Faxon, Henry Hardwich
* Fay, Frank B.
* Fay, James Monroe
* Fay, John S.
* Fessenden, Anson Darwin
* Field, Lucius
* Field, Walbridge Abner
* Fisher, Henry Noah
* Fisher, Milton M.
* Fisk, George C.
* Fiske, Daniel Taggart
* Fiske, John
* Fiske, Joseph Emery
* Fitch, Robert Gershom
* Fitz, Eustace Carey
* Flagg, Solomon
* Fletcher, Asa A.
* Fletcher, Daniel W.
* Fletcher, George Albert
* Fletcher, John Wake
* Flower, Richard Charles
* Floyd, David
* Flynn, Edward James
* Flynt, William Norcross
* Fogg, Ebenezer Thayer
* Folsom, John Sanborn
* Foote, Caleb
* Forbes, Robert Bennett
* Forbes, William Trowbridge
* Ford, William Edwin
* Foss, James Henry
* Foster, Enoch
* Fottler, Jacob
* Fowler, Benjamin Austin
* Fox, James Augustus
* Fox, William Henry
* Francis, James Bicheno
* French, Job B.
* French, Jonas Harrod
* French, William Wesley
* Fries, Wulf Christian Julius
* Frost, Henry
* Frost, Rufus Smith
* Frotheringham, Octavius Brooks
* Frye, Newton Parker
* Fuller, Asa M. Blake
* Fuller, Henry Weld
* Fuller, Lorin L.
* Fuller, Luther F.
* Fuller, Robert Oliver
# One of a Thousand/G

* Gallagher, William
* Gallison, Jefferson Cushin
* Galvin, Owen A.
* Gamwell, Harlow
* Gannett, George
* Gardner, Charles L.
* Gardner, Henry Joseph
* Gargan, Thomas J.
* Gaskill, Francis Almon
* Gaston, William
* Gates, Samuel Pearly
* Gaugengigi, Ignaz Marcel Michael Martin Josef
* Gerry, Charles Frederick
* Gibbons, John M.
* Giddings, Theodore
* Gifford, Benjamin Dods
* Gifford, Orrin Phillip
* Gillett, Edward Bates
* Gilman, Nicholas Paine
* Gilmore, Henry Hubbard
* Gleason, Charles A.
* Gleason, Daniel Angell
* Gleason, Jubal Converse
* Glines, Edward
* Godfrey, Nathan
* Gooch, Daniel W.
* Goodale, Warren
* Goodell, John H.
* Goodnow, Edward Augustus
* Goodrich, Charles Artemas
* Goodwin, William Watson
* Gordon, Adoniram Judson
* Gordon, George Angier
* Goss, Elbridge Henry
* Goss, Franklin B.
* Gould, John Henry
* Gould, Levi Swanton
* Gove, Jesse Morse
* Gove, Wesley Austin
* Grant, Robert
* Graves, George S.
* Graves, Henry Clinton
* Gray, Horace
* Green, Samuel Abbott
* Green, Samuel Swett
* Green, William A.
* Green, William Barker
* Greene, William Stedman
* Greenhalge, Frederic Thomas
* Greenough, William Whitewell
* Greenwood, Morrill A.
* Gregg, David
* Griffis, William Elliot
* Gruver, Samuel J.
* Guild, Curtis
* Gunn, James A.
* Gunn, Levi J.
# Pest

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* The Pest (1909), a novel by William Teignmouth Shore
* The Pest (1923), a novel by Albert Payson Terhune
* The Pest, an alternative title to the silent film Kid Auto Races at Venice (1914)
# Peter

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## See also

* Saint Peter, a poem by Henry Lawson
# Perswasions to enjoy

IF the quick spirits in your eye
Now languish, and anon must die;
If every sweet, and every grace
Must fly from that forsaken face;
Then, Celia, let us reap our joys,
Ere Time such goodly fruit destroys.
Or if that golden fleece must grow
Forever, free from aged snow;
If those bright suns must know no shade,
Nor your fresh beauties ever fade;
Then fear not, Celia, to bestow
What, still being gathered, still must grow.
Thus, either Time his sickle brings
In vain, or else in vain his wings.
# Original Plays (Gilbert)

ORIGINAL PLAYS
BY
W. S. GILBERT
New York: SCRIBNER, ARMSTRONG, & CO. 1876.
Stereotyped and printed by Rand, Avery, and Company, 117 Franklin Street, Boston.
NOTE.
The Story upon which 'The Palace of Truth' is founded is probably as old as the 'Arabian Nights.' 'The Princess' is a respectful parody of Mr. Tennyson's exquisite poem. It has been generally held, I believe, that if a dramatist uses the mere outline of an existing story for dramatic purposes, he is at liberty to describe his play as "original."
London, Nov. 18, 1875.
CONTENTS
PAGE
# Pocahontas and Other Poems (New York)/Changes

CHANGES.
Come to thy native village, thou, who long Hast been a denizen of richer climes And prouder cities. Nature all adorn'd Welcomes thee back, and, like a peasant-friend Exulting, filleth at her cottage-door The beechen cup, with honey'd balm, for thee. She fain would tell thee tales of every change In her slight drama since thou last wert here, Though none her scene hath shifted, or exchanged Her honest-hearted actors, save gray Time, Scattering the elm-leaves o'er the russet walk, Or to the seedling in its bed of mould, Whispering that spring hath come. She bids thee seek Thy favourite brook, while Memory, ancient crone, Waiteth to point thee where thy tiny boat Or water-wheel sped gayly, or to show The broader pool, upon whose icy glade Thy foot was fleetest, while thy merry voice Rang like a bugle when the shout was high. See'st thou yon blooming creature, sweetly deck'd With all the grace of perfect womanhood? Lo, thou hast taken her ofttimes in thine arms, When but a few brief moons had o'er her roll'd, And sang to please her, though the watchful nurse Was fain to snatch her from thine untaught hand, Fearing thy whisker'd cheek might frighten her.
Thou canst not think so many years have fled Since those good times; and yet as silently As the light snowflake glide our fleeting days, And, while we dream their greenness still survives, Amid the remnant of their wither'd pride Our steps make sullen echo.  But 'tis weak To mourn the change that nature writes on man, As heavenly wisdom dictates. Doth the sheaf Look back regretful to its bursting germe? Or the ripe fruit bemoan the fallen flower? Why then should man lament his vanish'd morn? The day of duty is the day of joy; Of highest joy, such as the heavens do bless. So keep perpetual summer in thy soul, And take the spirit's smile along with thee, Even to thy winding-sheet.  Yon lowly roof, Thou know'st it well, and yet it seems more low Than it was wont to seem; for thou hast been A visitant of loftier domes, and halls Meet for the feet of princes. Ask thou not For father or for mother, they who made That humble home so beautiful to thee: But go thy way, and show to some young heart The same deep love, the same unchanging zeal Of pure example, pointing to the skies That nurtured thee. So shalt thou pay the debt To nature's best affections and to God.
# Pocahontas and Other Poems (New York)/Farewell to a Rural Residence

FAREWELL TO A RURAL RESIDENCE.
How beautiful it stands,  Behind its elm-tree’s screen, With simple attic cornice crown'd,  All graceful and serene; Most sweet, yet sad, it is  Upon yon scene to gaze, And list its inborn melody,  The voice of other days;
For there, as many a year  Its varied chart unroll'd, I hid me in those quiet shades,  And call'd the joys of old; I call'd them, and they came  When vernal buds appear'd, Or where the vine-clad summer bower  Its temple-roof uprear'd,
Or where the o'erarching grove  Spread forth its copses green, While eye-bright and asclepias rear'd  Their untrain'd stalks between, And the squirrel from the boughs  His broken nuts let fall, And the merry, merry little birds  Sang at his festival.
Yon old forsaken nests  Returning spring shall cheer, And thence the unfledged robin breathe  His greeting wild and clear; And from yon clustering vine,  That wreathes the casement round, The humming-birds' unresting wing  Send forth a whirring sound;
And where alternate springs  The lilach's purple spire Fast by its snowy sister's side;  Or where, with wing of fire, The kingly oriole glancing went  Amid the foliage rare, Shall many a group of children tread,  But mine will not be there.
Fain would I know what forms  The mastery here shall keep, What mother in yon nursery fair  Rock her young babes to sleep: Yet blessings on the hallow'd spot,  Though here no more I stray, And blessings on the stranger-babes  Who in those halls shall play.
Heaven bless you, too, my plants,  And every parent bird That here, among the woven boughs,  Above its young hath stirr'd.
I kiss your trunks, ye ancient trees,  That often o'er my head The blossoms of your flowery spring  In fragrant showers have shed.
Thou, too, of changeful mood,  I thank thee, sounding stream, That blent thine echo with my thought,  Or woke my musing dream. I kneel upon the verdant turf,  For sure my thanks are due To moss-cup and to clover-leaf,  That gave me draughts of dew.
To each perennial flower,  Old tenants of the spot, The broad-leaf'd lily of the vale,  And the meek forget-me-not, To every daisy's dappled brow,  To every violet blue, Thanks! thanks! may each returning year  Your changeless bloom renew.
Praise to our Father-God,  High praise, in solemn lay, Alike for what his hand hath given,  And what it takes away: And to some other loving heart  May all this beauty be The dear retreat, the Eden-home  That it hath been to me.
# Pocahontas and Other Poems (New York)/Farewell to Edinburgh

FAREWELL TO EDINBURGH.
The shade is on thy brow, sweet land,  The shade is on thy brow, For autumn rends away the crown  That summer gave but now; I turn me towards a greener clime,  Where Albion's groves appear, But still the tear is on my cheek  For thee, Edina dear.
There may, perchance, be richer realms,  Where pride and splendour roll, But thou hast, sure, the wealth of heart,  That wins the stranger's soul; There may, perchance, be those who say  That Scotia's hills are drear, Yet tears are lingering on my cheek  For thee, Edina dear.
And when, my pilgrim-wanderings o'er,  I seek my native-land, And by my ingle-side once more  Do clasp the kindred hand, And tell my listening children tales  Of climes of foreign fame, Their grateful tears with mine will fall  At dear Edina's name.
# Pocahontas and Other Poems (New York)/Death of a Friend

DEATH OF A FRIEND.
It is not when the good obey  The summons of their God, And meekly take the narrow couch  Beneath the burial sod, That keenest anguish pours its wail,  Despairing o'er their rest, For praise should mingle with the pang  That wrings the mourner's breast.
It is not when the saint departs,  Whose wealth was hid on high, That bitterest tears of grief should gush  From sad bereavement's eye; For in the consummation blest  Of every wish and prayer, He to his Father's courts ascends,  And finds a mansion there.
But yet, oh friend, revered and blest,  Who from our arms this day Hast risen to gain thy perfect rest  In realms of cloudless day, Though faith reveals thee to our view  From every sorrow free, How shall we check the bursting tear  That wildly flows for thee?
Self-sacrificing, upright, pure,  Of feeble hope the guide, With judgment clear, a soul subdued,  And wealth without its pride, The widow in her lowly cell  Must long thy loss deplore, The orphans wait thy step in vain,  Thou com'st to them no more.
The path of duty and of zeal,  Who now, like thee, shalt tread? And deeply for ourselves we mourn  That thou art of the dead.