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# Social Security Act 2018 (Version 56)/Section 8

8Determinations person is single or in de facto relationship
(1)This section applies to a decision by MSD so far as the decision does all or any the following:
(a)determines (that is, grants, or refuses to grant, on any basis) an application for a benefit:
(b)reviews (and suspends, cancels, or varies, from a date determined by MSD) a benefit already granted:
(c)determines the rate of benefit (from a date, or dates, determined by MSD):
(d)grants, or refuses to grant, on any basis, a payment of a funeral grant (see section 90):
(e)grants or refuses to grant, on any basis, a payment under an approved special assistance programme.
(2)MSD may make a determination to regard as single, for the purposes of the decision, an applicant or a beneficiary who is married or in a civil union with the applicant’s or beneficiary’s spouse or partner, but—
(a)is living apart from the applicant’s or beneficiary’s spouse or partner; and
(b)is not in a de facto relationship.
(3)A determination under subsection (2) may include a date, determined by MSD, on which the spouses or partners must be taken for the purposes of the decision to have commenced to live apart.
(4)MSD may make a determination to regard as a party to a de facto relationship, for the purposes of the decision, any 2 people who, not being legally married or in a civil union, have entered into a de facto relationship.
(5)A determination under subsection (4), for the purposes of the decision, may include either or both of the following dates:
(a)a date, determined by MSD, on which the 2 people must be taken as having entered into the de facto relationship:
(b)a date, determined by MSD, on which the de facto relationship of the 2 people must be taken to have ended.
(6)Every determination under this section also applies for the purposes of every debt-recovery or offence provision in or under this Act.
Compare: 1964 No 136 s 63
# Social Security Act 2018 (Version 56)/Section 7

7Minister may give MSD binding directions
(1)The Minister may give MSD general or special written directions about MSD’s performing or exercising any duties, functions, or powers of MSD under enactments in, or made under, either or both of this Act and the New Zealand Superannuation and Retirement Income Act 2001.
(2)Directions given under this section cannot do what is done by the following kinds of directions:
(a)preferred suppliers: transitional or savings provisions directions given under section 372:
(b)debt recovery directions given under regulations made under section 444 (see section 444(1), (2)(c), and (3)).
(3)MSD must, in performing or exercising a duty, function, or power, comply with all relevant current directions given under this section.
(4)A direction given under this section—
(a)must, as soon as practicable after it is given, be—
(i)published on an Internet site administered by or on behalf of MSD; and
(ii)notified in the Gazette; and
(b)must, each time it is amended without also being replaced, as soon as practicable after it is amended, be published—
(i)on an Internet site administered by or on behalf of MSD; and
(ii)as at a stated date; and
(iii)incorporating amendments up to that date; an
(c)is not a legislative instrument, but is a disallowable instrument, for the purposes of the Legislation Act 2012, and must be presented to the House of Representatives not only—
(i)as soon as practicable; but also
(ii)under section 41 of that Act.
(5)A notification in the Gazette for the purpose of subsection (4)(a)(ii) does not have to include the text of the direction.
Compare: 1964 No 136 s 5
# Social Security Act 2018 (Version 59)

Corrections have been made to sections 8(1), 37(1), 54(5)(d), 61(5)(d), 102(1), 132(2)(b), 137(2), 151(1), 176, 188(c), 227(2), 263(3), 311(2)(b), 315, 318(3), 380(3), 397(1)(c), 418(1)(a), 423(2), 424(4), 428(4), 430(1)(b), 433(2)(a), (b), and (c), 438(2)(g) and (h), 443(1)(e), 445(a) and (d), 452(3)(b), and Schedules 1, 2, 4, 6, and 10 on 10 December 2018 under section 25(1)(j)(i), (ii), (iii), and (v) of the Legislation Act 2012.
Social Security Act 2018
| Public Act | 2018 No 32 |
| Date of assent | 28 September 2018 |
| Commencement | see section 2 |
Contents
The Parliament of New Zealand enacts as follows:
# Social Security Act 2018 (Version 56)/Section 9

9Interpretation: references to old law, and using it as a guide
(1)A reference in an enactment or a document to the following former enactments or to a provision of them, is to be interpreted as a reference to this Act, or to the corresponding provision of this Act, to the extent necessary to reflect sensibly the intent of the enactment or document:
(a)the Social Security Act 1964 (except sections 69FA and 132D, Part 4, and Schedules 27 and 30, which are provisions rewritten and replaced by the Residential Care and Disability Support Services Act 2018):
(b)the Social Welfare (Reciprocity Agreements, and New Zealand Artificial Limb Service) Act 1990 (except Part 3 and Schedule 3, which are provisions rewritten and replaced by the Artificial Limb Service Act 2018).
(2)Subsection (1) is subject to the consequential amendments in Schedule 10.
(3)The provisions of this Act—
(a)are the provisions of those former enactments in rewritten form; and
(b)are intended to have the same effect as the corresponding provisions of those former enactments.
(4)Subsection (3) is subject to subsections (5) and (6) and section 11.
(5)If the meaning of a provision of this Act that comes into force under section 2 (the new law) is unclear or gives rise to absurdity, the wording of a law that is repealed by section 455 or 456 and that corresponds to the new law (the old law) must be used to ascertain the meaning of the new law.
(6)Subsections (3) to (5) do not apply—
(a)to a new law listed in Schedule 11 (identified changes in legislation); or
(b)if a new law is affected by an amendment made after the new law’s commencement under section 2, to that new law after the amendment commences.
Compare: 2007 No 97 s ZA 3(2), (3), (4), (5)
# Social Security Act 2018 (Version 59)/Part 2

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# Social Security Act 2018 (Version 59)/Part 1

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# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Pelican

THE PELICAN.
Upon a Western prairie once I met A flock of pelicans—a glorious sight! Now in the sun they gleamed a dazzling white, Now, circling, darkened to a silhouette; Great-breasted things, with sweeping pinions set To rhythmic curves of slow, majestic flight, They rose into the measureless blue height, Undaunted, radiant—I see them yet.
I see them yet! for when I turn my eyes Beyond these city walls of my despite, Behold their buoyant forms still sweep the skies Like spirits of the air, incarnate, bright, And something untamed in me seems to rise And with them breast those boundless seas of light!
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Prospector

THE PROSPECTOR.
Lured by the golden glamor of the West, He crossed the pathless plains and scaled the bold Titanic forms that, rising fold on fold, Touch heaven's blue; and, toiling, strove to wrest From Nature's rugged and reluctant breast The treasure she had hidden there of old— The treasure of her hoarded yellow gold— Seductive hope of many a hapless quest!
For this he left all other hopes behind, And gave his manhood's prime and powers away, Content to be forgotten of his kind— Yet all the while within himself there lay The unregarded treasure of the mind, Deep-buried, priceless, wasting day by day.
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Warden

THE WARDEN.
O feverish heart, that dost forever strain Against forbidding bars that still withhold Fulfilment of thy hope—thy dream untold, Thy longing passion spends itself in vain! No distant heights there are for thee to gain, The azure deeps where white wings may unfold In glimmering dawns or flaming sunset-gold Unknown of thee shall evermore remain.
For by thee in thy prison Something stands— Some higher shape of self, mayhap—with face Compassionate as an angel's, but whose hands Shall never set thee free—nay, yesternight It stood long, silent, gazing into space, Then made more fast the doors that bar thy flight.
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Open Gate

THE OPEN GATE.
There was a little garden set apart Secluded and inviolate in my heart,
A tender place, where there were wont to grow The sweetest flowers ever heart can know.
And oft at eventide I wandered there To plan my days or lift my thoughts in prayer.
But by and by there gathered at the gate A throng that importuned me early, late:
"O, let us in to see your garden fair, Its fragrance and its pleasantness to share,
"To walk with you amidst the cooling shade And count your pretty flowers ere they fade."
And so at last—perchance with secret pride— I drew the bolt and flung the portals wide,
When in there trooped a careless, motley throng, With curious glances hurrying along.
Some stayed to question and to criticize, But scarcely heard or heeded my replies;
Some looked about with cold, contemptuous gaze, And some were loud and voluble in praise.
And so they came and went, but since that hour There has not bloomed for me one little flower.
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Sense of Mystery

THE SENSE OF MYSTERY.
I would not lose the sense of mystery That broods about our little lives and springs Eternal from the unknown heart of things, Nor miss by rude familiarity Perception of the finer harmony That underlies all dissonance and brings The unseen to our consciousness and flings A glory round our way continually.
For they alone shall win their happiness Who still make room for things inscrutable; And he who sees the greater in the less— Who finds in folded leaf or purple bell The Infinite—doth in himself possess Some kinship with the daily miracle.
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Temple

THE TEMPLE.
He built a temple in his youth, so fair— So lofty in conception and design, It seemed like some creation half divine, A fitting place for penitence and prayer. With selfless zeal he wrought, his only care To give his best—his all—and build a shrine That should afar for longing pilgrims shine, Calling their weary souls to worship there.
But long neglected now the temple stands, Its crumbling walls with rusted ivy hung, And he who built it with the eager hands And shining hope of youth now sits among The money-changers at the market-place Suspicious, calculating, cold of face.
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Voices of Our Day

THE VOICES OF OUR DAY.
How shall we bring to one clear tone The divers voices of our day, Or what authority obey Where tongues arise, confused, unknown?
How shall we in the clamor give To each an undivided ear, Or through discordant doctrines hear The still, small voice imperative?
Where devious roadways twist and cross How shall we find the narrow way That leads afar to endless day, Past all this fevered fret and loss?
Can doubting spirits ever thrust Their roots deep to the heart of life? Or bear above its toil and strife The fruit of steadfast love and trust?
When in the wilderness we roam, And from afar strange voices call, And night's uncertain shadows fall, How shall we know which way leads home?
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Reconciler

THE RECONCILER.
She knew but one desire, one single aim Consumed her days and robbed her nights of rest— To reconcile the two whom she loved best, Who, long estranged, yet of one household came; And while for this she strove, her gentle frame And tender heart were often sore distressed, For all her longing love and pain repressed Seemed but as fuel added to the flame.
But on that day of silence when she passed By unseen pathways to the distant spheres, What life had failed to do, death wrought at last, For they who through the long, embittered years Had spoken not, now stood with hands locked fast, And looked into each other's face with tears.
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Seed

THE SEED.
Scarce had my flower bloomed when one By one its crimson petals fell; Touched by some change inscrutable Its life and loveliness were done.
And with it something in my heart Suddenly passed and was no more, As if a hand had closed the door Where Beauty, dreaming, sat apart.
O life, O loveliness, how brief! How soon the costly wine is spilled— The casket sealed, the laughter stilled! But O, how long, how endless, grief!
So musing, mourning, I complained, When lo! a seed replaced my flower; All that was drawn from sun and shower In substance still to me remained.
A voyager, this tiny barque, That breasts the sea of change and loss, What power fashioned it to cross The wide abysses of the dark?
Shall not that Power in some sphere Beyond our finite reach or ken Bring into life and bloom again The good we sought to fashion here?
# Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/The Soul Behind

THE SOUL BEHIND.
O lovely is the human face, Its curves and color, form and grace So tenderly combined; But O, however fair it be It is not beautiful to me Nor full of charm unless I see The living soul behind!
And lovely are Earth's various moods, Her winter snows, her summer woods, Her meadows green and broad; But O, I find no loveliness In mountain, sea or sky unless Their changing forms to me express The changelessness of God!
# Southern Historical Society Papers/Volume 01/March/Editorial Paragraphs

Southern Historical Society Papers, March 1876
Our thanks are due to many friends who have pushed the circulation of our Papers, and to the press for the most kindly notices. Our subscription list is still rapidly increasing, but we bespeak the kind help of our friends to give us such a list as will enable us to make various improvements in the get up of our Papers.
We have no fixed day of the month for our issue, but we will use our best endeavors to let each number appear before the close of the month.
We are obliged to surrender this month so large a part of our editorial space that we omit much that we had desired to say.
Book Notices.
We are indebted to the courtesy of General F. H. Smith, Superintendent of the Virginia Military Institute, for a copy of this book, which contains brief sketches of one hundred and seventy of the graduates and élvèes of the Virginia Military Institute who gave their lives to the Confederate cause. The volume contains also a discourse on the life and character of Lieutenant-General T. J. Jackson by General F. H. Smith, a sketch of the battle of New Market by General Smith, and a memorial poem by James Barron Hope, Esq.
Mr. Walker has done his work admirably. He has called to his aid the pens of some of our most distinguished men, and has made a record of self-denying heroism and high military skill which reflects the highest credit upon the Institute, and should find a place in every home in the South, that our youth may study the characters and imitate the virtues of these noble men who freely yielded up their lives at the call of native land.
The author has kindly sent us a copy of this pamphlet, together with plates illustrating the various issues of Confederate notes. It is a publication of rare interest and value, and we are not surprised to learn that a new edition has been called for.
The editor and proprietor, Colonel S. D. Pool, has donated to our library three beautifully bound volumes of this magazine, which he has been publishing in Raleigh, North Carolina. It contains a great deal of historic value, and is a highly prized addition to our library.
Books Received.
We acknowledge the receipt of the following books, which will be noticed more fully hereafter:
From D. Appleton & Co., New York:
From the publishers, Harper Brothers, New York (through West & Johnston, Richmond):
From J. B. Lippincott, Philadelphia (through West & Johnston):
From West & Johnston, Richmond:
From the author (Dr. Joseph Jones, New Orleans):
# Southern Historical Society Papers/Volume 01/March/Extract from Central Presbyterian

Southern Historical Society Papers, March 1876
​But we will now introduce the
TESTIMONY OF THE ASSISTANT SECRETARY OF WAR OF THE UNITED STATES, MR. CHARLES A. DANA.
In an editorial in his paper, the New York Sun, Mr. Dana, after speaking of the bitterness of feeling towards Mr. Davis at the North, thus comments on his recent letter to Mr. Lyons:
This evidence must be taken as conclusive. It proves that it was not the Confederate authorities who insisted on keeping our prisoners in distress, want and disease, but the commander of our own armies. We do not say that his reason for this course was not valid; but it was not Jefferson Davis, or any subordinate or associate of his, who should now be condemned for it. We were responsible ourselves for the continued detention of our captives in misery, starvation and sickness in the South.
Moreover, there is no evidence whatever that it was practicable for the Confederate authorities to feed our prisoners any better than they were fed, or to give them better care and attention than they received. The food was insufficient; the care and attention were insufficient, no doubt; and yet the condition of our prisoners was not worse than that of the Confederate soldiers in the field, except in so far as the condition of those in prison must of necessity be worse than that of men who are free and active outside.
​Again, in reference to those cases of extreme suffering and disease, the photographs of whose victims were so extensively circulated among us toward the end of the war, Mr. Davis makes, it seems to us, a good answer. Those very unfortunate men were not taken from prisons, but from Confederate hospitals, where they had received the same medical treatment as was given to sick and wounded Confederate soldiers. The fact mentioned by Mr. Davis that while they had 60,000 more prisoners of ours than we had of theirs, the number of Confederates who died in our prisons exceeded by 6,000 the whole number of Union soldiers who died in Southern prisons, though not entirely conclusive, since our men were generally better fed and in better health than theirs, still furnishes a strong support to the position that, upon the whole, our men were not used with greater severity or subjected to greater privations than were inevitable in the nature of the case. Of this charge, therefore, of cruelty to prisoners, so often brought against Mr. Davis, and reiterated by Mr. Blaine in his speech, we think he must be held altogether acquitted.
# Scenes in my Native Land

SCENES
IN
MY NATIVE LAND.
BY
MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY.
"On piercing thorns our fathers trod,
 In this bright land of ours;
To soften for their sons the sod, Now strewn with fruit and flowers."
Miss H. F. Gould.
"Then, the green hills around, look so very pleasant in the sun-shine, with homes nestling among them, like dimples in a smiling face." Mrs. L. M. Child.
BOSTON:
JAMES MUNROE AND COMPANY.
M DCCC XLV.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1844, by
James Munroe and Company,
in the Clerk's office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.
BOSTON:
PRINTED BY THURSTON, TORRY AND CO.
31 Devonshire Street.
CONTENTS.
# Songs of the Industrial Workers of the World (4th Australian edition)/Walking on the Grass

WALKING ON THE GRASS. (Tune: "The Wearing of the Green").
In this blessed land of freedom where King Mammon wears the crown, There are many ways illegal now to hold the people down When the dudes of state militia are slow to come to time The law upholding Pinkertons are gathered from the slime. There are wisely framed injunctions that you must not leave your job, And a peaceable assemblage is declared to be a mob, And Congress passed a measure framed by some consummate ass, So they are clubbing men and women just for walking on the grass.
In this year of slow starvation, when a fellow looks for work. The chances are a copy will grab his collar with a jerk: He will run him in for vagrancy, he is branded as a tramp And all the well-to-do will shout: "It serves him right, the scamp!" So we let the ruling class maintain the dignity of law, When the court decides against us we are filled with wholesome awe, But we cannot stand the outrage without a little sauce. When they're clubbing men and women just for walking on the grass.
The papers said the union men were all but anarchist, So the job trust promised work for all who wouldn't enlist: But the next day when the hungry horde surrounded city hall, He hedged and said he didn't promises anything at all. So the powers that be are acting very queer to say the least— They should go and read their Bible and all about Belshazzar's feast, And when mene tekel at length shall come to pass. They'll stop clubbing men and women just for walking on the grass.
# Songs of the Industrial Workers of the World (4th Australian edition)/We Come

WE COME. (Air: "Toreador Song").
Workers, the World! The Masters call in vain, Though ground down pitiless, We rise again; And to the call of millions crying from the depths, We shout our message to man, And from the hearts of all the land Comes loud and clear The answering call, "We Come."
Workers, be brave; Through night of toil and pain, Oppression and slavery, Priest, gun and chain, Law and the bribings of a cruel, despotic class, We march and sing our refrain— Singing hopes of a million slaves: "Workers, unite, Unite."
Workers, be strong; They offer bribes in vain, Promise and trick us, Keep us enchained; But to humanity's call we answering come, Chanting our far flung refrain— And from the hearts of all the land, Comes loud and clear The answer to us, "Workers, unite, "We come."
Workers, the World! Though Masters call in vain, Grind us down pitiless, We'll rise again, And to the call of millions crying from the depths, We fling our challenge for right— and from the hearts of all the land Comes loud and clear, The answering call, "We Come!"
# Songs of the Industrial Workers of the World (4th Australian edition)/The Red Flag

THE RED FLAG. By James Connell.
The workers' flag is deepest red, It shrouded oft our martyred dead; And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold Their life-blood dyed its every fold.
CHORUS.
Beneath its folds we'll live and die, Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer, We'll keep the red flag flying here.
Look 'round, the Frenchman loves its blaze The sturdy German chants its praise; In Moscow's vaults its hymns are sung, Chicago swells its surging song.
It waved above our infant might When all ahead seemed dark as night; It witnessed many a deed and vow, We will not change its color now.
It suits to-day the meek and base, Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place; To cringe beneath the rich, man's frown, And haul that sacred emblem down.
With heads uncovered swear we all, To bear it onward till we fall; Come dungeons dark or gallows grim, This song shall be our parting hymn.
# Songs of the Industrial Workers of the World (4th Australian edition)/The Tramp

THE TRAMP. Tune: "Tramp, Tramp, Tramp, the Boys Are Marching."
If you all will shut your trap, I will tell you 'bout a chap, That was broke and up against it too, for fair; He was not the kind to shirk, He was looking hard for work, But he heard the same old story everywhere.
CHORUS.
Nothing doing here for you; If I catch you 'round again, You will wear the ball and chain, Keep on tramping, that's the best thing you can do.
He walked up and down the street, Till the shoes fell off his feet. In a house he spied a lady cooking stew, And he said, "How do you do, May I chop some wood for you?" What the lady told him made him feel so blue.
'Cross the street a sign he read, "Work for Jesus" so it said, And he said, "Here is my chance, I'll surely try." And he kneeled upon the floor, Till his knees got rather sore, But at eating-time he heard the preacher cry—
Down the street he met a cop, And the copper made him stop, And he asked him, "When did you blow into town? Come with me up to the judge," But the judge he said, "Oh fudge, Bums that have no money needn't come around."
Finally came that happy day When his life did pass away, He was sure he'd go to heaven when he died, When he reached the pearly gate, Santa Peter, mean old skate, Slammed the gate right in his face and loudly cried—