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# William the Silent

London: Macmillan and Company, pages i–vii
​Foreign Statesmen
WILLIAM THE SILENT
WILLIAM THE SILENT
BY
FREDERIC HARRISON
"The Prince is a rare man, of great authoritie, universally beloved, verie wyse in resolution in all things, and voyd of pretences, and that which is worthie of speciall prayse in hym, he is not dismayed with any losse or adversitie."
Dr. Wilson to Lord Burleigh, 3rd December 1576.
London
MACMILLAN AND CO., Limited
NEW YORK: THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
1898
All rights reserved
First Edition 1897. Reprinted 1898
CONTENTS
To Emma Queen-Regent
OF
HOLLAND
IS INSCRIBED THIS LIFE
OF HER GREAT ANCESTOR
FOUNDER OF THE
NATION'S INDEPENDENCE
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# Williams Manufacturing Company v. United Shoe Machinery Corporation

United States Supreme Court
316 U.S. 364
Williams Manufacturing Company v. United Shoe Machinery Corporation
Argued: Feb. 13, 1942. --- Decided: May 25, 1942
Messrs. H. A. Toulmin, Jr., and H. A. Toulmin, both of Dayton, Ohio, for petitioner.
Mr. Harrison F. Lyman, of Boston, Mass., for respondent.
Mr. Justice ROBERTS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# William Woodfolk v. Seddons

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United States Supreme Court
154 U.S. 658
William Woodfolk v. Seddons
T. D. W. Yonley, for appellants.
A. H. Garland, for appellee.
Mr. Chief Justice WAITE delivered the opinion of the court.

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# Williams, John

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### Author pages

* John Williams (1664-1729), New England Puritan minister
* John Williams (1778-1849), Honorary Member of the Geological Society of London
* John Williams (1797-1874), British astronomer
* John Williams (1811-1862), Welsh antiquary, a.k.a. "Ab Ithel"
# Weird Tales/Volume 3/Issue 4/True Courage

True Courage
When the American army was at Valley Forge, in the winter of 1777, a captain of the Virginian line refused a challenge sent him by a brother officer, alleging that his life was devoted to the service of his country, and that he did not think it a point of duty to risk it, to gratify the caprice of any man. His antagonist gave him the character of a coward throughout the whole army. Conscious of not having merited the aspersion, and discovering the injury he should sustain in the mind of those acquainted with him, he repaired one evening to a general meeting of the officers of that line. On his entrance he was avoided by the company, and the officer who had challenged him insolently ordered him to leave the room, a request which was loudly re-echoed from all parts. He refused, and asserted that he came there to vindicate his fame; and, after mentioning the reasons which induced him not to accept the challenge, he applied a large hand-grenade to the candle, and when the fusee had caught fire, threw it on the floor, saying, "Here gentlemen, this will quickly determine which of us all dare brave danger most." At first, they stared upon him for a moment in stupid astonishment, but their eyes soon fell upon the fusee of the grenade, which was fast burning down. Away scampered colonel, general, ensign, and all made a rush at the door simultaneously and confused. Some fell, and others made their way over the bodies of their comrades; some succeeded in getting out, but for an instant there was a general heap of flesh sprawling at the entrance of the apartment. Here was a colonel jostling with a subaltern, and there fat generals pressing lean lieutenants into the boards, and blustering majors and squeaking ensigns wrestling for exit; the size of the one and the feebleness of the other making their chance of departure pretty equal, until time, which does all things at last, cleared the room, and left the captain standing over the grenade with his arms folded, and his countenance expressing every kind of scorn and contempt for the train of scrambling redcoats, as they toiled and bustled, and bored their way out at the door. After the explosion had taken place, some of them ventured to return, to take a peep at the mangled remains of their comrade, whom, however, to their great surprise, they found alive and uninjured. When they were all gone, the captain threw himself flat on the floor, as the only possible means of escape, and fortunately came off with a whole skin and a repaired reputation.
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# Wilko v. Swan
## Concurring Opinion

    Jackson
United States Supreme Court
346 U.S. 427
Wilko v. Swan
Argued: Oct. 21, 1953. --- Decided: Dec 7, 1953
Mr. Richard H. Wels, New York City, for petitioner.
Mr. William H. Timbers, New York City, for S.E.C., amicus curiae, by special leave of Court.
Mr. Horace G. Hitchcock, New York City, for respondents.
Mr. Justice REED delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Will Nobody Marry Me?

Subtitled "A Comic Song"
Heigh-ho! for a husband!—heigh-ho!  There's a danger in longer delay!— Shall I never again have a beau?  Will nobody marry me, pray? I begin to feel strange, I declare!  With beauty my prospects will fade!— I'd give myself up to despair  If I thought I should die an old maid!
I once cut the beaux in a huff!—  I thought it a sin and a shame That no one had spirit enough  To ask me to alter my name! So I turned up my nose at the short,  And rolled up my eyes at the tall; But then I just did it in sport,  And now I've no lover at all!
These men are the plague of my life!—  'Tis hard from so many to choose!— Should one of them wish for a wife,  Could I have the heart to refuse? I don't know—for none have proposed!  Oh, dear me!—I'm frightened, I vow! Good gracious!—whoever supposed  That I should be single till now?
# Will of Annie Gamwell, January 10, 1940

This is the will of H. P. Lovecraft's aunt, through whom all rights to the Lovecraft estate passed.
I, ANNIE E. P. GAMWELL, of the City and County of Providence, State of Rhode Island, being of sound and disposing mind and memory, do make, publish, and declare this as and for my last will and testament, in manner following, hereby revoking all other wills and testaments by me heretofore made:
FIRST: I direct my executrix hereinafter named to pay all my just debts, including my funeral expenses, inheritance, transfer and other taxes, and the expenses of the administration of my estate as soon as may be after my decease.
SECOND: I give and bequeath to August Derleth and Donald Wandrei, both of Sauk City, Wisconsin, in equal shares, all royalties that I may receive from the book entitled, "The Outsider and Others," by H. P. Lovecraft, said book being published by Arkham House, Sauk City, Wisconsin, 1939.
THIRD: All the rest, residue and remainder of my property and estate, real, personal and mixed, of which I shall die seized and possessed, or to which I may be entitled at the time of my decease, including any real estate which I may hereafter acquire, I give and bequeath to my Cousin, Mrs. Roy A. Morrish, of Providence, Rhode Island, and Miss Edna W. Lewis, of Brookline, Massachusetts, to be divided equally between them, their heirs and assigns forever.
FOURTH: I hereby nominate and appoint said Edna W. Lewis, executrix of this my last will and testament and request and direct that she be not required to file an inventory or furnish a bond in her said capacity, and I authorize and empower my executrix, if and whenever in the settlement of my estate she deems it advisable, at her discretion, to sell the whole or any part of my real and personal property at public or private sale, and to execute and deliver all deeds, instruments of transfer, and other writings necessary to pass a proper title thereto.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this 10th day of January, A.D. 1940.
Annie E. P. Gamwell
Signed, Published and Declared by the said Annie E. P. Gamwell as and for her last will and testament, in the presence of us, who have, at her request, in her presence, and in the presence of each other hereunto set our names as witnesses.
Clara E. Waterman Providence, R.I.
Helen M. Morrish Providence, R.I.
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# Will It All End in Smoke?

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Song from the musical The Doll Girl.
[Verse]
    To be near her I'm here each day,
    And all my cash I pay,
    For cigarettes, although they make my poor head ache,
    But that's a sacrifice I make only for her sake,
    I hate to smoke, But still I try,
    And worship at her shrine,
    Kind fortune say will she decline or yet be mine?
    Oh tell me
    tell me
    tell me
    pray.
[Refrain]
    Dame Nicotine,
    Pray intervene,
    For an unfortunate lover,
    What do these smoke rings mean?
    Lightly above me they hover,
    Are they a sign shes to be mine?
    Or is my love but a joke?
    Will it all end in smoke?
    Will it all end in smoke?
    She'll be here soon,
    Now what shall I say to her?
[Verse]
    (Very bold.) I'll Say "Good-day!" In gaunty way,
    I'll smile, I'll joke, Be gay,
    I'll take her hand and look quite boldly in her eyes,
    And say "I love you with a love that the world defies,"
    Oh no, I won't, When she's in sight,
    I grow quite cold with fright,
    My nerves and courage always seem to leave me quite.
    To tell her
    tell her
    tell her
    all.
[Refrain]
    Dame Nicotine,
    Pray intervene,
    For an unfortunate lover,
    What do these smoke rings mean?
    Lightly above me they hover,
    Are they a sign shes to be mine?
    Or is my love but a joke?
    Will it all end in smoke?
    Will it all end in smoke.
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# With Scindia to Delhi

* "With Scindia to Delhi" in Ballads and Barrack-Room Ballads (1892)
* "With Scindia to Delhi" in Departmental Ditties and Ballads and Barrack-Room Ballads (1919)
# With a Set of Rattlesnake Rattles

per wikipedia, first published in Leaves #1, Summer 1937
Here is the emblem of a lethal form of life for which I have no love, but a definite admiration. The wearer of this emblem is inflexibly individualistic. He mingles not with the herd, nor bows before the thrones of the mighty. Between him and the lords of the earth lies an everlasting feud that shall not be quenched until the last man lies dying and the Conqueror sways in shimmering coils above him.
Lapped in sombre mystery he goes his subtle way, touched by neither pity nor mercy. Realizations of ultimate certitudes are his, when the worm rises and the vulture sinks and the flesh shreds back to the earth that bore it. Other beings may make for Life, but he is consecrated to Death. Promise of ultimate dissolution shimmers in his visible being, and the cold soulless certainty of destruction is in his sibilances. The buzzards mark his path by the pregnant waving of the tall grasses, and the blind worms that gnaw in the dark are glad because of him. The foot of a king can not tread on him with impunity, nor the ignorant hand of innocence bruise him unscathed. The emperor who sits enthroned in gold and purple, with his diadem in the thunder-clouds and his sandals on the groaning backs of the nations, let him dare to walk where the rank grass quivers without a wind, and the lethal scent of decay is heavy in the air. Let him dare--and try if his pomp and glory and his lines of steel and gold will awe the coiling death or check the dart of the wedge-shaped head.
For when he sings in the dark it is the voice of Death crackling between fleshless jaw-bones. He reveres not, nor fears, nor sinks his crest for any scruple. He strikes, and the strongest man is carrion for flapping things and crawling things. He is a Lord of the Dark Places, and wise are they whose feet disturb not his meditations.
# With an Identity Disc

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If ever I dreamed of my dead name High in the heart of London, unsurpassed By Time for ever, and the Fugitive, Fame, There seeking a long sanctuary at last,
I better that; and recollect with shame How once I longed to hide it from life's heats Under those holy cypresses, the same That shade always the quiet place of Keats,
Now rather thank I God there is no risk Of gravers scoring it with florid screed, But let my death be memoried on this disc. Wear it, sweet friend. Inscribe no date nor deed. But may thy heart-beat kiss it night and day, Until the name grow vague and wear away.
# With Satan, my accuser near

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A brand plucked out of the fire by John Newton
    With Satan, my accuser near,
    My spirit trembled when I saw
    The LORD in majesty appear,
    And heard the language of his law.
    In vain I wished and strove to hide
    The tattered filthy rags I wore;
    While my fierce foe, insulting cried,
    "See what you trusted in before!"
    Struck dumb, and left without a plea,
    I heard my gracious Savior say,
    "Know, Satan, I this sinner free,
    I died to take his sins away.
    This is a brand which I in love,
    To save from wrath and sin design;
    In vain thy accusations prove,
    I answer all, and claim him mine."
    At his rebuke the tempter fled;
    Then he removed my filthy dress;
    "Poor sinner take this robe, he said,
    It is thy Savior's righteousness.
    And see, a crown of life prepared!
    That I might thus thy head adorn;
    I thought no shame or suff'ring hard,
    But wore, for thee, a crown of thorn."
    O how I heard these gracious words!
    They broke and healed my heart at once;
    Constrained me to become the Lord's,
    And all my idol-gods renounce.
    Now, Satan, thou hast lost thy aim,
    Against this brand thy threats are vain;
    JESUS has plucked it from the flame,
    And who shall put it in again?
# With a Copy of "A House of Pomegranates"

* "An Inscription" in The Writings of Oscar Wilde (1907)
* "With a Copy of 'A House of Pomegranates'" in The Poems of Oscar Wilde (1909)
# With a Water-lily

See, dear, what thy lover brings;
'Tis the flower with the white wings.
Buoyed upon the quiet stream
In the spring it lay adream.
  Homelike to bestow this guest,
Lodge it, dear one, in thy breast;
There its leaves the secret keep
Of a wave both still and deep.
  Child, beware the tarn-fed stream;
Danger, danger, there to dream!
Though the sprite pretends to sleep,
And above the lilies peep.
  Child, thy bosom is the stream;
Danger, danger, there to dream!
Though above the lilies peep,
And the sprite pretends to sleep.
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# Æsop's Fables (V. S. Vernon-Jones)/Brother and Sister

BROTHER AND SISTER
A CERTAIN man had two children, a boy and a girl: and the boy was as good-looking as the girl was plain. One day, as they were playing together in their mother’s chamber, they chanced upon a mirror and saw their own features for the first time. The boy saw what a handsome fellow he was, and began to boast to his ​Sister about his good looks: she, on her part, was ready to cry with vexation when she was aware of her plainness, and took his remarks as an insult to herself. Running to her father, she told him of her Brother’s conceit, and accused him of meddling with his mother’s things. He laughed and kissed them both, and said, “My children, learn from now onwards to make a good use of the glass. You, my boy, strive to be as good as it shows you to be handsome; and you, my girl, resolve to make up for the plainness of your features by the sweetness of your disposition.”
# Æsop's Fables (V. S. Vernon-Jones)/Demades and His Fable

DEMADES AND HIS FABLE
DEMADES the orator was once speaking in the Assembly at Athens; but the people were very inattentive to what he was saying, so he stopped and said, “Gentlemen, I should like to tell you one of Æsop’s fables.” This made every one listen intently. Then Demades began: “Demeter, a Swallow, and an Eel were once travelling together, and came to a river without a bridge: the Swallow flew over it, and the Eel swam across”; and then he stopped. “What happened to Demeter?” cried several people in the audience. “Demeter,” he replied, “is very angry with you for listening to fables when you ought to be minding public business.”
# Æpyornis Island

* The Works of H. G. Wells (Atlantic Edition), Volume 1 (1924) (transcription project)
* The Stolen Bacillus and Other Incidents (1904)
# Æsop's Fables (V. S. Vernon-Jones)/Father and Sons

FATHER AND SONS
A CERTAIN man had several Sons who were always quarrelling with one another, and, try as he might, he could not get them to live together in harmony. So he determined to convince them of their folly by the following means. Bidding them fetch a bundle of sticks, he invited each in turn to break it across his knee. All tried and all failed: and then he undid the bundle, and handed them the sticks one by one, when they had no difficulty at all in breaking them. “There, my boys,” said he, “united you will be more than a match for your enemies: but if you quarrel and separate, your weakness will put you at the mercy of those who attack you.”
Union is strength.
# Willy Rilly, or, The constant lovers/Willy Rilly

WILLY RILLY.
O Rise up Willy Rilly, and come along with me, I mean for to go with you, and leave this country: I will leave my father’s dwelling, his houses and free lands And away goes Willy Rilly and his fair Colin Bawn.
Over hills and lofty mountains, and many a lonesome place; Thro' many a grove and valley her company to obtain Her father followed after them, with a well armed ban’, And taken was poor Rilly, and his fair Colin Bawn.
This lady she was taken, and in her chamber bound; And Billy also was taken, and laid in Sligo Jail: It's at the bar of justice, great Fowler's auge to stand, For nothing else but stealing of, of his fair Colin Bawn.
​It’s here into cold irons my hands and feet are bound, Condemned like a murd’rer, and fast tyed to the ground; O all this toil and slav’ry, I'm willing for to stan’, Still hoping to be saved by my sweet Colin Bawn.
Up steps the jailor’s son, and to Billy he did say, Come rise up Willy Rilly, you must appear this day It’s at the bar of justice. with courage you must stan'. I’m afraid you’ll suffer sorely, for your dear Colin Bawn.
This lady she was sensible all in her tender youth, If Billy had deluded her, she must declare the truth: Much like a morning angel bright, before him she did stand You are welcome here my heart's delight my fair sweet Colin Bawn.
It’s out spoke her father dear, at the table he stood by, This villian came amongst us, to disgrace our family; The pride of these inferiors, I am not fit to stand, ​If I cant get satisfaction, I will leave my native land.
Up spoke the lady fair with the salt tear in her eye, The fault is none of Billy’s, the fault lies all on me, I forc’d him for to leave this place, and go along with me, I loved him out of measure, which proved my destiny.
Up spoke noble folks at the table he stood by, Gentlemen of the jury, look on extremity, To hang a man for love it’s a murder you may see, O spare the life of Billy let him leave this country.
But my good lord he stole from her, her jewels and fine things, Gold watch and silver buckles with many other things, Which cost me bright guineas more than five hundred pounds, I will have the life of Billy should it cost ten thousand pounds.
It’s my good Lord I gave him them, as a token of true-love. And when we are a parting, we will have them all removed, ​And if you have got them, pray send them unto me, I will my loving lady with thanks given unto thee.
There is one ring amongst them all, I allow yourself to wear. With thirty shining diamonds, set in with silver clear; As a true lover’s token to wear on your right hand, That you may think on broken hearts, when you are in a foreign land.
Up spoke the noble judge, saying, you may let the pris’ner go. The lady she has cleared him, the jury well may know She has released her own true love, and has renewed her name. That her honour great may gain estate, And always rise in fame.
# Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?

Nursery rhyme (Roud 20598)
* "Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?" in A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes by Sabine Baring-Gould (1895)
* "Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?" in A Book of Nursery Rhymes by Charles Welsh (1901)
* "Willy Boy" in The Real Mother Goose by Blanche Fisher Wright (1916)
# Wilmay and Other Stories of Women

London and New York: Harper and Brothers, 1898.
WILMAY AND OTHER STORIES OF WOMEN
BY
BARRY PAIN
AUTHOR OF "THE OCTAVE OF CLAUDIUS," "IN A CANADIAN CANOE."
LONDON AND NEW YORK
HARPER AND BROTHERS
45, ALBEMARLE STBEET, W.
1898

### CONTENTS

* page
* I. Wilmay 1
* II. The Love Story of a Plain Woman 119
* III. The History of Clare Tollison 183
* IV. The Forgiveness of the Dead 211
* V. A Complete Recovery 235
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# When We Were Very Young/At Home

AT HOME
I want a soldier (A soldier in a busby), I want a soldier to come and play with me. I’d give him cream-cakes (Big ones, sugar ones), I’d give him cream-cakes and cream for his tea.
I want a soldier (A tall one, a red one), I want a soldier who plays on the drum. Daddy’s going to get one (He’s written to the shopman) Daddy’s going to get one as soon as he can come.