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# Key to Easy Latin Stories for beginners/Part IV/IX

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IX.—A LAKE VILLAGE.
166.—A people inhabit lake Prasias in this way. There stand in the middle of the lake, stages laid on lofty piles, which have a narrow approach from the mainland. Each man has a hut on these stages, in which he spends his life. But they fasten very little boys and girls by cords &om the foot, fearing that they may fall into the water unaware. They give fish to their horses and beasts of burden instead of fodder. Moreover, there is such a quantity of fish, that when they let down a basket by a cord into the water, they draw it out full of fish after a short delay.
# Key to Easy Latin Stories for beginners/Part IV/XI

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XI.—THE ADVANTAGES OF A REPUBLIC.
169.—Athens had long been oppressed by tyrants. When these were at last compelled to go into exile, the wealth of Athens was increased, and the state became most flourishing. Now it appears, not only from this example, but everywhere, how glorious a thing is equality (in the sight) of law. For the Athenians also, as long as they were under tyrants, were superior to none of the neighbouring nations in war; but on being freed from tyrants, they became the first by a long way. And this thing declares that they, as long as they were oppressed by tyrants, managed affairs with little vigour, inasmuch as (it was) for a master and not for themselves ; but when they were restored to liberty, each one used eagerly to do his best (lit. give attention) for himself, to manage affairs well.
# Key to Easy Latin Stories for beginners/Part IV/VII

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VII.—DARIUS AND DEMOCEDES.
Darius meets with an accident.
161.—After the private property of Oroetes had been carried to Susa, it happened to King Darius to twist his foot while ​dismounting from his horse out hunting; and it was twisted in a rather severe manner, for the ankle-bone had slipped from the socket So he made use of the Egyptian doctors, whom he thought the best in medicinal skill; but they increased the evil by twisting the foot and applying great force.
The captive surgeon.
162.—So, then, when he had passed seven whole days and seven nights without sleep, on the eighth day some one tells Darius, while suffering greatly, that he happened to have heard formerly at Sardis the skill of Democedes greatly praised. And the king ordered him to be brought to him as quickly as possible; and when he was found among the slaves of Oroetes he was brought forward into the midst, dragging his fetters and clothed in rags.
He cures the king.
163.—The king questioned him while standing in the midst, whether he was skilled in the medical art; but he said he was not, fearing that there would be no hope left of returning to Greece if he were recognised. But Darius, understanding that the man was dissimulating, and that he was skilled in the art, ordered whips and goads to be brought forward into the midst. Then he confessed, and said that he had not indeed been taught the art accurately, but that he had some little acquaintance with it in consequence of a friendship which he had had with a certain doctor. Then, when the king had entrusted himself to him, by using Grecian drugs, and applying gentler remedies after more violent ones, he contrived both that the king should get a sleep, and in a short time made him sound and healthy, after he had never expected to get back the right use of his foot.
His reward.
164.—Thereupon, Democedes, having been presented by Darius with two golden fetters, asks the king whether he returns to him a double evil for making him well. And Darius being delighted with this saying, sent him to his wives; and the servants producing him, said to them that this was the man ​who has saved the king’s life. Then each one of them, drawing up gold from a chest with a saucer, presented Democedes with so great a gift of gold, that a servant who was following him, whose name was Scito, collected a great quantity of gold for himself from the coins which had fallen to the ground.
# Key to Easy Latin Stories for beginners/Part IV/VIII

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VIII.—A THRACIAN SUTTEE.
165.—Among the Thracians this custom is ordained. Each man has several wives. But when a man is dead, there takes place a great dispute among the wives, as to which (of the wives) was dearest to her husband. Then, the one who has been adjudged such, being greatly praised by the men and women, is slain over the tomb by the relations; then she is buried together with her husband. But the rest think that this is a great calamity to them.
# Key to Easy Latin Stories for beginners/Part IV/X

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X.—A WAY OUT OF A DIFFICULTY.
167.—Aristagoras of Miletus tried to persuade Cleomenes, king of the Spartans, to undertake an expedition against the Persians. And when he knew not how to decline the affair, he asked Aristagoras how many days’ journey it was from the Ionian sea to the Great King. And Aristagoras, otherwise a crafty fellow, and getting round him finely, was obliged to ​answer that it was a journey of thiee months. Then indeed, Cleomenes, cutting short the rest of the speech which Aristagoras was going to make about that journey, said: ‘Stranger of Miletus, depart from Sparta before the setting of the sun, for thou art making a speech not fit to be listened to by Spartans, since you desire to lead them a journey of three months away from the sea.’ Having said this, Cleomenes went home.
A noble child.
168.—Then indeed, Aristagoras, having taken a branch of olive, went to the house of Cleomenes, and having entered, besought him to dismiss his little daughter and listen to him ; for by chance his daughter was standing by Cleomenes, whose name was Gorgo, his only child, a girl of eight or nine years old. Cleomenes told him to say what he wanted, and not to stop on the girl's account. Thereupon Aristagoras began to promise him ten talents if he would effect (lit. give completed) for him the things which he desired; on the refusal of Cleomenes he then proceeded by increasing the sum of money, until at last, when he had promised fifty talents, the girl exclaimed: ‘Father, this stranger will bribe thee unless you go away quickly from hence.’ Then Cleomenes, delighted at the girl's warning, went away, and Aristagoras left Sparta entirely, nor was he allowed to mention any more things to the king.
# It was too late for Man—

* "It was too late for man" in Poems (1890)
* "It was too late for man" in The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (1924)
# It will be Summer—eventually

It will be Summer — eventually. Ladies — with parasols — Sauntering Gentlemen — with Canes — And little Girls — with Dolls —
Will tint the pallid landscape — As 'twere a bright Bouquet — Tho' drifted deep, in Parian — The Village lies — today —
The Lilacs — bending many a year — Will sway with purple load — The Bees — will not despise the tune — Their Forefathers — have hummed —
The Wild Rose — redden in the Bog — The Aster — on the Hill Her everlasting fashion — set — And Covenant Gentians — frill —
Till Summer folds her miracle — As Women — do — their Gown — Or Priests — adjust the Symbols — When Sacrament — is done —
# Italia, Italia!

* Italia, Italia! O tu cui feo la sorte, in The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany October 1820 to June 1821.
* From the Italian of Filicaya, in Poetical Remains of the Late Mrs Hemans, 1836.
# Italia

* "Italia" in The Writings of Oscar Wilde (1907)
* "Italia" in The Poems of Oscar Wilde (1909)
# Italia! Italia!—ah! non più Italia! appena

* Italia! Italia!—ah! non più Italia! appena, in The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, June 1821
* Italia! Italia!—ah! non più Italia! appena, in The New Monthly Magazine Volume 40, 1834.
# Italia Societa Azioni Navigazione v. Oregon Stevedoring Company

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## Dissenting Opinion

    Black
United States Supreme Court
376 U.S. 315
Italia Societa Azioni Navigazione v. Oregon Stevedoring Company
Argued: Jan. 8, 1964. --- Decided: March 9, 1964
Erskine B. Wood, Portland, Or., for petitioner.
Floyd A. Fredrickson, Portland, Or., for respondent.
Mr. Justice WHITE delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Italian Girl's Hymn to the Virgin

* Italian Girl's Hymn to the Virgin, in The Literary Souvenir, 1829.
* Italian Girl's Hymn to the Virgin, in Songs of the Affections, with Other Poems (Songs of the Affections), 1830.
# John Barleycorn (London)/Chapter XXXIII
## Chapter XXXIII

I went to Australia to go into hospital and get tinkered up, after which I planned to go on with the voyage. And during the long weeks I lay in hospital, from the first day I never missed alcohol. I never thought about it. I knew I should have it again when I was on my feet. But when I regained my feet I was not cured of my major afflictions. Naaman's silvery skin was still mine. The mysterious sun-sickness, which the experts of Australia could not fathom, still ripped and tore my tissues. Malaria still festered in me and put me on my back in shivering delirium at the most unexpected moments, compelling me to cancel a double lecture tour which had been arranged.
So I abandoned the Snark voyage and sought a cooler climate. The day I came out of hospital I took up drinking again as a matter of course. I drank wine at meals. I drank cocktails before meals. I drank Scotch highballs when anybody I chanced to be with was drinking them. I was so thoroughly the master of John Barleycorn I could take up with him or let go of him whenever I pleased, just as I had done all my life.
After a time, for cooler climate, I went down to southermost Tasmania in forty-three South. And I found myself in a place where there was nothing to drink. It didn't mean anything. I didn't drink. It was no hardship. I soaked in the cool air, rode horseback, and did my thousand words a day save when the fever shock came in the morning.
And for fear that the idea may still lurk in some minds that my preceding years of drinking were the cause of my disabilities, I here point out that my Japanese cabin boy, Nakata, still with me, was rotten with fever, as was Charmian, who in addition was in the slough of a tropical neurasthenia that required several years of temperate climates to cure, and that neither she nor Nakata drank or ever had drunk.
When I returned to Hobart Town, where drink was obtainable, I drank as of old. The same when I arrived back in Australia. On the contrary, when I sailed from Australia on a tramp steamer commanded by an abstemious captain, I took no drink along, and had no drink for the forty-three days' passage. Arrived in Ecuador, squarely under the equatorial sun, where the humans were dying of yellow fever, smallpox, and the plague, I promptly drank again-- every drink of every sort that had a kick in it. I caught none of these diseases. Neither did Charmian nor Nakata who did not drink.
Enamoured of the tropics, despite the damage done me, I stopped in various places, and was a long while getting back to the splendid, temperate climate of California. I did my thousand words a day, travelling or stopping over, suffered my last faint fever shock, saw my silvery skin vanish and my sun-torn tissues healthily knit again, and drank as a broad-shouldered chesty man may drink.
# Kwaidan: Stories and Studies of Strange Things/Hi-Mawari

On the wooded hill behind the house Robert and I are looking for fairy-rings. Robert is eight years old, comely, and very wise;—I am a little more than seven,—and I reverence Robert. It is a glowing glorious August day; and the warm air is filled with sharp sweet scents of resin.
We do not find any fairy-rings; but we find a great many pine-cones in the high grass. … I tell Robert the old Welsh story of the man who went to sleep, unawares, inside of a fairy-ring, and so disappeared for seven years, and would never eat or speak after his ​ friends had delivered him from the enchantment.
"They eat nothing but the points of needles, you know," says Robert.
"Who?" I ask.
"Goblins," Robert answers.
This revelation leaves me dumb with astonishment and awe. … But Robert suddenly cries out:—
"There is a Harper!—he is coming to the house!"
And down the hill we run to hear the harper. … But what a harper! Not like the hoary minstrels of the picture-books. A swarthy, sturdy, unkempt vagabond, with black bold eyes under scowling black brows. More like a bricklayer than a bard,—and his garments are corduroy!
"Wonder if he is going to sing in Welsh?" murmurs Robert.
I feel too much disappointed to make any remarks. The harper poses his harp—a huge instrument—upon our doorstep, sets all the strings ringing with a sweep of his grimy fingers, clears his throat with a sort of angry growl, and begins,—
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day …
"He made you cry," Robert ​compassionately observes, to my further confusion,—as the harper strides away, richer by a gift of sixpence taken without thanks. … "But I think he must be a gipsy. Gipsies are bad people—and they are wizards. … Let us go back to the wood."
We climb again to the pines, and there squat down upon the sun-flecked grass, and look over town and sea. But we do not play as before: the spell of the wizard is strong upon us both. … "Perhaps he is a goblin," I venture at last, "or a fairy?" "No," says Robert,—"only a gipsy. But that is nearly as bad. They steal children, you know." …
"What shall we do if he comes up here?" I gasp, in sudden terror at the lonesomeness of our situation.
"Oh, he would n't dare," answers Robert—"not by daylight, you know." …
As the Sunflower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look that she turned when he rose.
Again I saw the sun-flecked shadows on that far Welsh hill; and Robert for a moment again stood beside me, with his girl's face and his curls of gold. We were looking for fairy-rings. … But all that existed of the real Robert must long ago have suffered a sea-change into something rich and strange. … Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friend. … ]
# Kwaidan: Stories and Studies of Strange Things/Jiu-Roku-Zakura

Uso no yona,— Jiu-roku-zakura Saki ni keri!
In Wakégōri, a district of the province of Iyo, there is a very ancient and famous cherry-tree, called Jiu-roku-zakura, or "the Cherry-tree of the Sixteenth Day," because it blooms every year upon the sixteenth day of the first month (by the old lunar calendar),—and only upon that day. Thus the time of its flowering is the Period of Great Cold,—though the natural habit of a cherry-tree is to wait for the spring season before venturing to blossom. But the Jiu-roku-zakura blossoms with a life ​ that is not—or, at least, was not originally—its own. There is the ghost of a man in that tree.
He was a samurai of Iyo; and the tree grew in his garden; and it used to flower at the usual time,—that is to say, about the end of March or the beginning of April. He had played under that tree when he was a child; and his parents and grandparents and ancestors had hung to its blossoming branches, season after season for more than a hundred years, bright strips of colored paper inscribed with poems of praise. He himself became very old,—outliving all his children; and there was nothing in the world left for him to love except that tree. And lo! in the summer of a certain year, the tree withered and died!
Exceedingly the old man sorrowed for his tree. Then kind neighbors found for him a young and beautiful cherry-tree, and planted it in his garden,—hoping thus to comfort him. And he thanked them, and pretended to be glad. But really his heart was full of pain; for he had loved the old tree so well that nothing could have consoled him for the loss of it.
At last there came to him a happy thought: he remembered a way by which the perishing tree might be saved. (It was the ​sixteenth day of the first month.) Alone he went into his garden, and bowed down before the withered tree, and spoke to it, saying: " Now deign, I beseech you, once more to bloom,—because I am going to die in your stead." (For it is believed that one can really give away one's life to another person, or to a creature, or even to a tree, by the favor of the gods;—and thus to transfer one's life is expressed by the term migawari ni tatsu, " to act as a substitute.") Then under that tree he spread a white cloth, and divers coverings, and sat down upon the coverings, and performed hara-kiri after the fashion of a samurai. And the ghost of him went into the tree, and made it blossom in that same hour.
And every year it still blooms on the sixteenth day of the first month, in the season of snow.
# Květoslav a Kráska

Květoslav a Kráska (Květoslav and Kráska) is a poem of two parts: Kráska to Květoslav and Květoslav to Kráska.
English-language translations of Květoslav a Kráska include:
# Jencks v. United States
## Dissenting Opinion

    Clark
United States Supreme Court
353 U.S. 657
Jencks v. United States
Argued: Oct. 17, 1956. --- Decided: June 3, 1957
Mr. John T. McTernan, Los Angeles, Cal., for petitioner.
Mr. John V. Lindsay, New York City, for respondent.
Mr. Justice BRENNAN delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Jenkins v. Delaware

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## Dissenting Opinions

    Black
    Harlan
United States Supreme Court
395 U.S. 213
Thornton A. JENKINS, Petitioner, v. State of DELAWARE.
Argued: March 5, 1969. --- Decided: June 2, 1969
Henry N. Herndon, Jr., Wilmington, Del., for petitioner.
Jay H. Conner, Wilmington, Del., for respondent.
Mr. Chief Justice WARREN delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Jenkins v. Banning

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United States Supreme Court
64 U.S. 455
Jenkins v. Banning
THIS case was brought up by writ of error from the District Court of the United States for the district of Wisconsin.
The case is stated in the opinion of the court.
It was argued by Mr. Gillet for the defendant in error, no counsel appearing for the plaintiffs.
Mr. Gillet said that the practice of an inferior court is not the subject of review upon a writ of error; and the amendments permitted to be made to the plaintiff's declaration were within the discretion of the court below, and cannot be reviewed or reversed on error.
Mr. Justice CLIFFORD delivered the opinion of the court.

## Notes

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# Jenkins v. Delaware/Dissent Black

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
* Dissenting Opinions Black Harlan
United States Supreme Court
395 U.S. 213
Thornton A. JENKINS, Petitioner, v. State of DELAWARE.
Argued: March 5, 1969. --- Decided: June 2, 1969
Mr. Justice BLACK, with whom Mr. Justice DOUGLAS joins, dissents for the reasons stated in his dissenting opinions in Linkletter v. Walker, 381 U.S. 618, 640, 85 S.Ct. 1731, 1743, 14 L.Ed.2d 601, and Johnson v. New Jersey, 384 U.S. 719, 736, 86 S.Ct. 1772, 1782, 16 L.Ed.2d 882.

## Notes

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# Kattie's answer to wabster Jock/Kattie's Answer to Wabster Jock, together with Jock's Reply

KATIE’S ANSWER TO WABSTER JOCK.
Tune,—Here awa' there awa' had awa’ hame.
PRESERVE us, Johnny, you’ve trantlooms mony, I thought I saw them a’ wi' my een, But tho’ ye skin them up fu bonnie, Ye’re no sae rich as ye wad seem,
The loom, for guidesake, ride nae mair on her, Ye'll break her back she’s sauce at the bame, Amang the tredles ye’ll light wi’ dishouour, Ye're no sae rich as ye wad seem.
Your heddles are auld your kavels are rotten, Your shuttle’s a lazy jade. I ween, Your tradles but arnie and twa o' them broken, Ye're no sae rich as ye wad seem.
I douna think on caun your pirns, Ye'll ay be girnin, an’ ay at hame, I doubt ye’ve stoun your teats o’ yearn, Ye're no sae rich as ye wad seem.
​For a' your mug an' stinking sowen, I rather wad hae a cogfu o‘ ream, Commend me to a lad wi' a prowin, Ye re no sae rich as ye wad seem.
I saw the pot ye got from Holland, Reaming wi' wash a hint your loom, To lay the touzie hair o the plaiden, Ye're no sae rich as ye wad seem.
A spurtle, Johnny, is easy gotten, Ony ⟨bi⟩t stick may do that's clean, But whar's the meal to mak the brose, Ye're no sae rich as ye wad seem.
Your hugg⟨\⟩r an salt is black and reeked, Wad poi⟨s⟩on a sow it's far frae clean, An wha wad marry a man for a jacket, Ye're no sae rich as ye wad seem
Ye brag me wi' the half o' your herrin, But I could eat a heal ane my self, I doubt your livin l be but sharin, Ye're no sae rich as ye wad seem,
About your bassen I'll say but little, But what's in the kist I fain wad ken, I doubt. I doubt its as dry as a whistle; Ye're no sae rich as ye wad seem.
​But tho' your purse be blank an' hollow, Its hard to say yet what may be done, But after a' ye're a canty fellow, Tho' no sae rich as ye wad seem.
Sae tak your plaid about you Johnny, Sae come your was up by at een, I like a lad that's brisk and bonny, Tho' no sae rich as ye wad seem.
JOCK‘S REPLY.
I have bought a loom, my lassie in summer, Altho she be old she is hard at the beam, Four and twenty years ye may ride on the limmer, Ye thought I was poor but your‘e fairly mistain.
A hugar an fat for want of a bakey. It lies beyont the fire on a stane, A 'tatoe beetle for a' your joking, Ye thought I was poor but you're fairly mistane.
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# Kattie's answer to wabster Jock

Kattie's Answer to Wabster
Jock,
Together with,
Jock's Reply,
with,
The Roving Batchelor,
and,
Roger of Coverly.
Stirling, Printed for the Booksellers, 1806
* Kattie's Answer to Wabster Jock, together with Jock's Reply
* The Roving Batchelor
* Roger of Coverly
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# Katz v. United States

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* Katz v. United States (386 U.S. 954)
* Katz v. United States (389 U.S. 347)
See also United States v. Katz.
# Katz v. United States (386 U.S. 954)

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United States Supreme Court
386 U.S. 954
Katz v. United States
Burton Marks, for petitioner.

## Notes

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