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# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1838/The Prophetess

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* THE PROPHETESS.
* Artist: T. Lawrence - Engraved by: W, C. Edwards
THE PROPHETESS.
n the deep silence of the midnight hours, I call upon ye, oh ye viewless powers! Before whose presence mortal daring cowers.
I have subdued ye to my own stern will, I fear ye not; but I must shudder still, Faint with the awful purpose ye fulfil.
Not for myself I call the æther-born, They have no boon my being doth not scorn— Wholly and bitterly am I forlorn.
Dearly is bought the empire of the mind; It sitteth on a sullen throne, designed To elevate and part it from its kind.
Long years my stricken soul has turned away From the sweet dreams that round my childhood lay: Would it still owned their false but lovely sway!
In the dark grave of unbelief they rest, Worthless they were, and hollow, while possest. I am alone—unblessing, and unblest!
Knowledge is with me—guest that once received Love, hope, ambition, are no more believed; And we disdain what formerly had grieved.
A few fair flowers around their colours fling, But what does questioning their sources bring? That from corruption and from death they spring.
’Tis thus with those sweet dreams which life begin, We weary of them, and we look within: What do we find? Guile, suffering, and sin.
I know my kind too well not to despise The gilded sophistry that round it lies: Hate, sorrow, falsehood—mocking their disguise.
Oh, thou old world! so full of guilt and cares, So mean, so small—I marvel Heaven bears Thy struggle, which the seeing almost shares.
Yet, mine ancestral city, for thy sake A lingering interest on this earth I take; In the dim midnight ’tis for thee I wake.
Softly the starlight falleth over fanes That rise above thy myrtle-wooded plains, Where summer hath her loveliest domains.
Beneath, the gardens spread their pleasant shade, The lutes are hushed that twilight music made, Sleep on the world her honey-spell hath laid.
Sweet come the winds that o’er these flower-beds rove, I only breathe the perfumes that ye love. Spirits! my incense summons ye above.
What of yon stately city, where are shrined The warrior’s and the poet’s wreath combined— All the high honours of the human mind!
Her walls are bright with colours, whose fine dyes Embody shapes that seem from yonder skies, And in her scrolls the world’s deep wisdom lies.
What of her future?—Through the silvery smoke I see the distant vision I invoke. These glorious walls have bowed to time’s dark yoke.
I see a plain of desert sand extend Scattered with ruins, where the wild flowers bend, And the green ivy, like a last sad friend.
Low are the marble columns on the sand, The palm-trees that have grown among them stand As if they mocked the fallen of the land.
Hence, ye dark Spirits! bear the dream away; To-morrow but repeateth yesterday; First, toil—then, desolation and decay.
Life has one vast stern likeness in its gloom, We toil with hopes that must themselves consume— The wide world round us is one mighty tomb.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1838/Warkworth Castle

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* WARKWORTH CASTLE, NORTHUMBERLAND.
* Artist: T. Allom - Engraved by: S. Lacey
WARKWORTH CASTLE.
Come , up with the banner, and on with the sword, My father’s first born, of his castle is lord; No knight, I will say, that e’er belted a brand, Was ever more worthy of lady or land.
Ring the horns through the forest that girdles our hall, Let the glades of the green oaks re-echo the call. And many a morning with dew on the plain, And the red sun, just rising, shall hear them again
Fill up the clear wine-cup that dances in light, One name, and one only, shall crown it to-night: ’Tis the health of the young knight just come o’er the main, He will cross it an Earl, if he cross it again.
Farewell! oh my brother; farewell! mine abode— The hawk that I flew, the horse that I rode. They are safe—I commend them, my brother, to thee. But my white greyhound goes with me over the sea.
For a thousand white crowns I have mortgaged my land, And fifty bold seamen await my command; My letters of marque are now signed by the queen, I hasten where Drake and where Raleigh have been.
Away to the south is the course that I hold, If the sea has its storm—why, the Spaniard has gold. Afar in the distance I see its light shine, And all is fair warfare that crosses the Line.
One last charge, my brother, you only may hear, ’Tis the hope to my soul the most deep, the most dear; Be my Blanche to thy heart like a sister, in love; I leave in thy shadow the nest of my dove.
No doubt of her truth, and no fear of her change, Can darken my pathway where’er it may range; My heart is my omen—I know, o’er the main, I return to her side, and to England, again.
This extensive Fortress, now in ruins, is supposed to have been erected by the Bertram family; it occupies the summit of a bold eminence rising from the river, and presents an aspect at once venerable and magnificent; the moat, by which it is surrounded, encloses more than five acres; and the keep, which appears on the apex of a lofty mound, is encompassed by a wall thirty-five feet high: this part is in excellent preservation. The grand gate of entrée has been a stately structure, but a few only of its apartments now remain. For several ages, Warkworth Castle continued to be the favourite residence of the noble family of Percy, who derive the title of Baron from this ancient manor.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1838/The River Wear

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* THE RIVER WEAR.
* Artist: W. A. Nesfield - Engraved by: Pulford
THE RIVER WEAR.
ome back, come back, my childhood,  To the old familiar spot,
Whose wild flowers, and whose wild wood  Have never been forgot. It is the shining river,  With the bulrush by its tide,
Where I filled my green rush quiver  With arrows at its side.
And deemed that knightly glories  Were honoured as of old.
My head was filled with stories  My aged nurse had told.
The Douglas and the Percy  Alike were forced to yield;
I had but little mercy  Upon the battle field.
Ah! folly of the fancies,  That haunt our childhood’s hour.
And yet those old romances  On after life have power,
When the weight appears too weary  With which we daily strive,
’Mid the actual and the dreary,  How much they keep alive!
How often, amid hours  By life severely tried,
Have I thought on those wild flowers  On the sweet Wear’s silver tide.
Each ancient recollection  Brought something to subdue;
I lived in old affection,  And felt the heart was true.
I am come again with summer,  It is lovely to behold.
Will it welcome the new comer,
 As it seemed to do of old?
Within those dark green covers,
 Whose shade is downward cast,
How many a memory hovers  Whose light is from the past!
I see the bright trout springing,  Where the wave is dark yet clear,
And a myriad flies are winging,  As if to tempt him near.
With the lucid waters blending,  The willow shade yet floats,
From beneath whose quiet bending  I used to launch my boats.
Over the sunny meadows,  I watch them as of old,
Flit soft and sudden shadows
 That leave a greener gold.
And a faint south wind is blowing
 Amid the cowslip beds,
A deeper glow bestowing
 To the light around their heads.
Farewell, sweet river! ever  Wilt thou be dear to me;
I can repay thee never  One half I owe to thee.
Around thy banks are lying  Nature’s diviner part,
And thou dost keep undying  My childhood at my heart.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1838/The Village of Kursalee

see Kharsali
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* THE VILLAGE OF KURSALEE, HIMALAYAS, INDIA.
* Artist: C. Bentley - Engraved by: J. Appleton
THE VILLAGE OF KURSALEE.
High in the azure heavens, ye ancient mountains,
 Do ye uplift your old ancestral snows, Gathering amid the clouds those icy fountains,
 Whence many a sunny stream through India flows.
Flows with a lovely and unceasing motion,
 That only rocks the lotus on its wave;
Unknown the various storms that rend the ocean—
 Ocean, each river’s mighty home and grave.
Lost in a world of undistinguished waters,
 Where are the lovely memories of the past,
The leaves—the flowers—the Brahmin’s dark-eyed daughters,
 Whose images were on its mirror cast?
All fair humanities behind it leaving:  For little knows the sea of human things, Save a few ships their lonely progress cleaving,
 And the white shadows of the sea-bird’s wings.
’Tis strange how much of this wide world is lonely,  Earth hath its trackless forests dark and green,
And its wild deserts of the sand, where only  The wind, a weary wanderer, hath been.
The desert and the forest, lone and solemn,
 May know in time the work of mortal hand;
There may arise the temple, tower and column,
 Where only waved the tree, or swept the sand.
But on the ocean never track remaining
 Attests the progress of the human race;
The ship will pass without a wave retaining
 The lovely likeness mirrored on its face.
And thus, O Time, that hast our world in keeping,  So dost thou roll the current of thy years;
Away, away, in thy dark waters sweeping,  All mortal cares and sorrows, hopes and fears.
Kursalee is an Indian village near the source of the Jumna, on the south side of the great snowy peaks of Jumnoutri, seen from Saharunpoor, and estimated at 25,000 feet above the level of the sea. The building in the centre of the engraving is a Hindoo temple, built entirely of wood, and ornamented with elaborate carved work: the outer area surrounding it is paved with thick slate, the inner with granite. The snow in the Jumnoutri mountains endures eternally; sometimes concealing the stream of the Jumna for a breadth of sixty yards, and often found in detached masses forty feet in thickness.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1838/To the Queen

1837
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TO THE QUEEN.
Within the page, oh, Royal Ladye!—seeking
 To win but one approving look of thine—
Are pictured shores where foreign waves are breaking;
 And distant hills, where far-off planets shine:
And yet above them is thy rule extending—
 The Himalaya mountains own thy sway:
The British flag is with the palm-trees blending,
 By the Red Sea, where now we seek our way.
And mixed with these are English scenes and faces,
 Our lovely rivers and our summer vales,
Haunted by names whose memory retraces
 How moral conquest over time prevails.
Beside thee grows the laurel, from whose branches
 Are gathered many wreaths to honour thee:
Victory, that o’er the deep its thunder launches—
 The sage’s meed—the crown of poesie.
Our volume is a gallery, enshrining
 The past and present of our native land.
Vast is the empire Providence assigning
 Trusts to thy youthful and thy woman’s hand.
Our English history has no hours more glorious
 Than when a woman filled the island throne;
Elizabeth and Anne bequeathed victorious
 Illustrious names, high omens of thine own.
The warrior, sage, and poet fill their story
 With all the various honours of mankind;—
May thy young reign achieve yet truer glory,
 The pure, enlightened triumphs of the mind!
Too much in this wide world yet needs redressing;
 But with thy reign Hope’s loveliest promise came.
May thy sweet youth be sheltered by the blessing
 A nation breathes upon Victoria's name!
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1838/Tunis

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* TUNIS, FROM THE SANEEAH EFTOOR.
* Africa.
* Artist: C. Bentley - Engraved by: J. Sands
TUNIS.
No more that city’s pirate barks  Molest the distant waves;
No more the Moslem idler marks
 The sale of Christian slaves.
And yet how much is left undone
 These city walls within!
What though the victory may be won,  Its fruit is yet to win.
What should the fruit of victory be?  What spoil should it command?—
Commerce upon the sweeping sea,  And peace upon the land. As when the crimson sunset ends,
 In twilight’s quiet hours, The fertilizing dew ascends,  That feeds the fruits and flowers.
A quiet time hath Europe now,  And she should use that time,
The seed of general good to sow,
 Eternal and sublime!
Mighty is now the general scope
 To mortal views assigned;
Direct from heaven is the hope
 That worketh for mankind.
Too many objects worth its care  The mind has left unwon;
But who is there that shall despair  Knowing what has been done?
The Press, that on the moral world  Has risen, like a star,
The leaves of light in darkness furled  Spread with its aid afar.
Far may it spread!—its influence  Is giant in its might:
The moral world’s intelligence
 Lives on its guiding light.
To teach, to liberate, to save,
 Is empire’s noblest worth.
Such be our hope across the wave,
 Our triumph o’er the earth!
Tunis, one of the Barbary states, presenting an extended littorale to the Mediterranean, occupies a peninsula containing 72,000 square miles, and about 200,000 inhabitants. Its eastern parts are fertile, of great natural beauty, and highly cultivated. The articles of commerce here are various, and include gold dust, orchilla weed, ostrich feathers, sponge, and ivory, the greater proportion being conveyed hither by caravan from Timbuctoo. Tunis, the capital, is situated at the head of a noble bay, about ten miles S. W. from the site of the ancient Carthago, contra Italiam, on a plain, overhung on all sides, except the east, by considerable heights, and encircled by lakes and marshes. The streets are irregular and narrow, but the palace of the bey, the chief mosque, and piazza of 3,000 shops, are on a scale of much magnificence. The dwellings of the Europeans are all insulated, and built in a defensive style; the Moorish houses are of only one story, with flat roofs, and cisterns to receive and collect rain water. The citadel, El Gassa, which frowns over the view, is now much neglected, and fallen to decay, but the Goletta, the harbour and citadel, six miles to the west, strongly fortified. After the destruction of Carthage, the Romans built a new city, near the site of modern Tunis; it was colonized by the conquerors, and soon became one of the most important commercial cities of the ancient world.
# Kolden v. Selective Service Local Board No. 4/Opinion of the Court

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Per Curiam Opinion of the Court
United States Supreme Court
397 U.S. 47
Kolden v. Selective Service Local Board No. 4
The petitions for writs of certiorari are granted, the judgments are vacated and the cases are remanded to the respective United States Courts of Appeals for further consideration in light of Breen v. Selective Service Board, 396 U.S. 460, 90 S.Ct. 661.
Mr. Justice HARLAN would reverse the judgments in these cases and remand them on the basis of his concurring opinion in Breen v. Selective Service Board, 396 U.S., at 468, 90 S.Ct. 661, and the Court's opinion in Gutknecht v. United States, 396 U.S. 295, 90 S.Ct. 506.

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# Koller v. United States

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## Dissenting Opinion

    Stewart
United States Supreme Court
359 U.S. 309
Koller v. United States
Argued: March 26 and 30, 1959. ---
Mr. Robert H. Malis, Philadelphia, Pa., for petitioners.
Mr. Lionel Kestenbaum, Washington, D.C., for respondent.
PER CURIAM.

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# Koller v. United States/Opinion of the Court

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
* Dissenting Opinion Stewart
United States Supreme Court
359 U.S. 309
Koller v. United States
Argued: March 26 and 30, 1959. ---
The judgment, 255 F.2d 865, is affirmed. Rex Trailer Co. v. United States, 1956, 350 U.S. 148, 76 S.Ct. 219, 100 L.Ed. 149.
Mr. Justice STEWART, with whom Mr. Justice DOUGLAS and Mr. Justice WHITTAKER join, dissenting.

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# Kokomo Fence Machine Company v. Kitselman

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United States Supreme Court
189 U.S. 8
Kokomo Fence Machine Company v. Kitselman
Argued: January 22, 1903. --- Decided: March 23, 1903
This was a suit in the circuit court of the United States for the district of Indiana for infringement of claims 1, 2, 3, 9, 10, 11, 15, and 20 of letters patent No. 356,322, issued January 18, 1887, to Alva L. Kitselman and Davis M. Kitselman for an improvement in wire-fabric machines; of claims 1 and 2 of letters patent No. 289,507, issued December 4, 1883, to W. J. Davisson for an improved machine for making wire fabrics; of claims 2, 3, and 4 of letters patent No. 357,067, issued February 1, 1887, to Theodore M. Connor for improvement in machines for forming netted wire fabrics; and of claims 1 and 10 of letters patent No. 505,607, issued September 26, 1893, to John C. Pope, for wire-fabric machines.
Defendants denied patentable novelty of each of the patents, and also denied infringement, and alleged that they constructed their wire fabrics as licensees under and pursuant to letters patent No. 502,025, issued to W. D. Whitney December 24, 1895, for improvements in wire-fabric machines.
The cause was heard by District Judge Baker, who held that the claims of the four patents sued on were for specific constructions which defendants did not use, and that there was no infringement of either of the letters patent, and dismissed the bill. The case was carried to the United States circuit court of appeals for the seventh circuit, and that court, one of its members dissenting, reversed the decree, and held that the defendants had infringed the first, second, eleventh, and fifteenth claims of the patent issued to the Kitselmans. 47 C. C. A. 538, 108 Fed. 632.
The writ of certiorari was granted on the petition of the Kokomo fence company, and afterwards the cross writ on the petition of the Kitselmans. The machine company alleged error in the judgment of the court of appeals sustaining and finding infringement of the Kitselman patent, and the Kitselmans alleged error in that court in not sustaining and finding infringement of the Davisson, Connor, and Pope patents.
Messrs. Thomas A. Banning, Ephraim Banning, and C. C. Shirley for Kokomo Fence Machine Company.
Mr. Robert H. Parkinson for Kitselman & Son.
Mr. Chief Justice Fuller delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Kolden v. Selective Service Local Board No. 4

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United States Supreme Court
397 U.S. 47
Kolden v. Selective Service Local Board No. 4
Melvin L. Wulf, Chester Bruvold, and Lynn Castner, for petitioner Rolf J. Kolden.
John J. Abt, for petition in No. 73.
Stanley Faulkner, for petitioner in No. 164.
Melvin L. Wulf, for petitioner in No. 183.
Robert Eugene Smith, for petitioner Michael J. Kraus.
Sheldon M. Meizlish, for petitioners Marc Belding Anderson and others.
Solicitor General Griswold, Assistant Attorney General Ruckelshaus, Morton Hollander and Ralph A. Fine, for respondents in Nos. 70, 164, and 183.
Solicitor General Griswold, for respondents Michael J. Kraus and Marc Belding Anderson and others.
On Petition for Writ of Certiorari to the United States Court of Appeals for the Eighth Circuit.
PER CURIAM.

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# Koller v. United States/Dissent Stewart

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
* Dissenting Opinion Stewart
United States Supreme Court
359 U.S. 309
Koller v. United States
Argued: March 26 and 30, 1959. ---
Mr. Justice STEWART, with whom Mr. Justice DOUGLAS and Mr. Justice WHITTAKER join, dissenting.
I do not agree that disposition of this case is controlled by the decision in Rex Trailer Co. v. United States, 350 U.S. 148, 76 S.Ct. 219, 100 L.Ed. 149. Believing that § 26(b)(1) of the Surplus Property Act of 1944, 40 U.S.C. § 489(b)(1), 40 U.S.C.A. § 489(b)(1), imposes a civil penalty, and that an action thereunder is therefore subject to the five-year limitation provided in 28 U.S.C. § 2462, 28 U.S.C.A. § 2462, I would reverse. Cf. United States ex rel. Marcus v. Hess, 317 U.S. 537, 63 S.Ct. 379, 87 L.Ed. 443; Erie Basin Metal Products, Inc., v. United States, 150 F.Supp. 561, 138 Ct.Cl. 67. See Priebe & Sons v. United States, 332 U.S. 407, 68 S.Ct. 123, 92 L.Ed. 32.

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# Latin for beginners (1911)/Part II/Lesson XXVIII

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LESSON XXVIII
PRESENT, IMPERFECT, AND FUTURE INDICATIVE PASSIVE OF REGŌ AND AUDIŌ
169. Review the present, imperfect, and future indicative active of regō and audiō, and learn the passive of the same tenses (§§ 490, 491).
    a. Observe that the tense signs of the imperfect and future are the same as in the active voice, and that the passive personal endings (§ 164) are added instead of the active ones.
    b. Note the slight irregularity in the second person singular present of the third conjugation. There the final -e- of the stem is not changed to -i-, as it is in the active. We therefore have re’geris or re'gere, not re'giris, re'gire.
    c. Inflect agō, dicō, dūcō, mūniō, reperiō, in the present, imperfect, and future indicative, active and passive.
EXERCISES
I.
* Agēbat, agēbātur, mittēbat, mittēbātur, dūcēbat.
* Agunt, aguntur, mittuntur, mittunt, mūniunt.
* Mittor, mittar, mittam, dūcere, dūcere.
* Dīcēmur, dīcimus, dīcēmus, dīcimur, mūniēbāminī.
* Dūcitur, dūciminī, reperīmur, reperiar, agitur.
* Agēbāmus, agebamur, reperīris, reperiēminī.
* Mūnīminī, veniēbam, dūcēbar,
​dicetur.
* Mittiminī, mittitis, mittēris, mitteris, agēbāminī.
* Dīcitur, dīcit, mūniuntur, reperient, audientur.
II.
* I was being driven, I was driving, we were leading, we were being led, he says, it is said.
* I shall send, I shall be sent, you will find, you will be found, they lead, they are led.
* I am found, we are led, they are driven, you were being led {sing, and plur.).
* We shall drive, we shall be driven, he leads, he is being led, they will come, they will be fortified.
* They were ruling, they were being ruled, you will send, you will be sent, you are sent, (sing, and plur.).
* He was being led, he will come, you are said (sing, and plur.).
Perseus and Andromeda (Continued)
First learn the special vocabulary, p. 288.
Tum ōrāculum ita respondet: “Mala est fortūna tua. Neptūnus, magnus aquārum deus, terrae Aethiopiae inimīcus, eās poenās mittit. Sed parā īrātō deō sacrum idōneum et mōnstrum saevum ex patriā tuā agētur. Andromeda fīlia tua est mōnstrō grāta. Dā eam mōnstrō. Servā cāram patriam et vītam populī tuī.” Andromeda autem erat puella pulchra. Eam amābat Cēpheus maximē.
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