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# More songs by the fighting men. Soldiers poets: second series/Leonard Niell Cook, M.C.

LEONARD NIELL COOK
M.C., 2nd Lieut., Royal Lancs Regt.
(A Rugby and Oxford boy. Killed in action July 7, 1917)
Plymouth Sound
OBEDIENT to the echoed harbour gun The homing traffic on the water's breast Fold up their tawny wings and take their rest. The pale-eyed stars already one by one Steal softly forth to look upon the sun, So proudly parting. While from island-nest, Deep-shadowed cove, torn slope, or purple crest, All things give praise to God in unison.
Then, brothers—for the time is very near When I, the youngest floweret of the heath, Will open in the gloomy courts of Fear, Perchance to crown the pallid brow of Death— Oh let me, clinging to the greensward here, Drink in God's quietness with every breath.
# More songs by the fighting men. Soldiers poets: second series/Martin Hill

MARTIN HILL
Corporal, R.A.M.C.
On Seeing the Coast of England from Boulogne
A LONG low line of polished white Faintly the cliffs of England gleam, Now slowly fading out of sight, Now swiftly leaping back, they seem Strange joys, strange sorrows to impart, And voices whisper at my heart.
A quiet wood, a quiet lane, The song of birds amid the trees, The splash of sun, the sting of rain, The warm sweet air, the sighing breeze, And you beside our cottage door At eventide. Dear heart, once more
I see the first faint sunbeam tip The East with gold, the hills light up, Or stealing lower softly sip The dewdrop from the rose's cup; The glint of gorse upon the down, The long ploughed meadow strong and brown.
​We wander 'mid the grassfield where The busy reaper wends his way, The sharp scythe flashes on the air, Heavy the scent of new-mown hay Floats down the breeze, and all around The stricken poppies strew the ground.
Slowly my half -felt sorrows go And hope comes, gazing seaward where The dim cliffs glitter, for I know That these and you await me there, And I shall find them dearer far Enriched by all the pangs of war.
Requiescat
HOW young and bright he was, and when he laughed The air around seemed sharing in his joy; Fair was the world to him, nor spot nor stain Of all its hidden ugliness had laid A mark upon his face (that mark that sears And brands the souls that know it but too well); But all that's lovely in it lay beneath The wonder that shone shyly in his eyes. A child of Nature he, of woods and sunlit ways, Of rolling meadows where the air was sweet ​With new-born blossoms and the scent of hay; Of hills and valleys, laughing streams and lakes Where rustling reeds their whispered secrets told. All these he knew and loved, they were his friends, His sole companions, and through them he learnt To know his mother Nature; all her moods Diverse and strange he learnt them one by one; Her summer laughter and her autumn tears, Her seeming winter harshness and the sweet Serene repentance of her early spring. Life was his love, and in her warm soft arms He freedom found from care, repose and peace, And finding knew that it sufficed.
And then came War to claim him, dragged him forth, Forth from his quiet world, and flung him down Bewildered and amazed, yet unafraid, The merest cypher in that crowded train. So hour by hour the meanness of War, And all its horrors, petty hates and sins Raged round his struggling head, until the day A wandering bullet found him, and Death took Unto himself what Life once held so dear.
His face was smiling when they picked him up As though he'd learnt his Mother's last great secret And in learning found all well.
No. 7 Stationary Hospital, B.E.F., France.
# More songs by the fighting men. Soldiers poets: second series/Paul Bewsher

PAUL BEWSHER
D.S.C., Sub-Lieut., R.N.A.S., France
The Dawn Patrol
SOMETIMES I fly at dawn above the sea, Where, underneath, the restless waters flow— Silver, and cold, and slow. Dim in the east there burns a new-born sun, Whose rosy gleams along the ripples run, Save where the mist droops low, Hiding the level loneliness from me.
And now appears beneath the milk-white haze A little fleet of anchored ships, which lie In clustered company, And seem as they are yet fast bound by sleep, Although the day has long begun to peep, With red-inflamèd eye, Along the still, deserted ocean ways.
The fresh, cold wind of dawn blows on my face As in the sun's raw heart I swiftly fly, And watch the seas glide by. ​Scarce human seem I, moving through the skies, And far removed from warlike enterprise— Like some great gull on high Whose white and gleaming wings beat on through space.
Then do I feel with God quite, quite alone, High in the virgin morn, so white and still, And free from human ill: My prayers transcend my feeble earth-bound plaints— As though I sang among the happy Saints With many a holy thrill— As though the glowing sun were God's bright Throne.
My flight is done. I cross the line of foam That breaks around a town of grey and red, Whose streets and squares lie dead Beneath the silent dawn—then am I proud That England's peace to guard I am allowed; Then bow my humble head, In thanks to Him Who brings me safely home.
# More songs by the fighting men. Soldiers poets: second series/R. C. G. Dartford

R. C. G. DARTFORD
Captain, attached to Portuguese Expeditionary Force, France
A Soldier's Question: Spring, 1917
CURSE I the Spring that God has sent Raising such discord in my soul ? . . . 'Twas fitter when the winter's blast Could lash my spirit to the mast And send me drugged by brute control To battle with a grim content!
Then Death took hold on the neck of Life And Earth's rough scalp lay touzled and scarred, And the winter-scream swept round me fierce— The softer visions to disperse— While stripped by storms I stood on guard Cleaving the wind with keener knife.
But now with Spring to dream or grieve I am tempted, and the blushful day Reveals her old-time beauty, far From mating with the ghost of War. Am I then laggard if I pray From this soul's scaffold quick reprieve?
War-time Consolation
BUT for the watches dark Would you welcome the morrow? Can any joy reach your heart But mounts upon sorrow? Surely pains in which you take part Pleasures will borrow?
Welcome Death
WHEN you've been dead beat, and had to go on While others died; when your turn to be gone Is overdue; when you're pushed ahead ("Go on till you die" is all they said), Then die—and you're glad to be dead!
# More songs by the fighting men. Soldiers poets: second series/R. Watson Kerr

R. WATSON KERR
2nd Lieut., Tank Corps
Sounds by Night
I HEAR the dull low thunder of the guns Beyond the hills that doze uneasily, A sullen doomful growl that ever runs From end to end of the heavy freighted sky: A friend of mine writes, squatted on the floor, And scrapes by yellow spluttering candle light. "Ah, hush!" he breathes, and gazes at the door, That creaks on rusty hinge, in pale affright! (No words spoke he, nor I, for well we knew What rueful things these sounds did tell.) A pause—I hear the trees sway sighing thro' The gloom, like dismal moan of hollow knell, Then out across the dark, and startling me Bursts forth a laugh, a shout of drunken glee!
France, 1917.
Rain
AH! when it rains all day And the sky is a mist That creeps by chillily Where sun once kissed, Like death pale shroud, My soul cries out aloud In hopeless misery.
I cannot read nor write A line for gloom, My life lags, drenched of light To cheer its tomb; Chill and wet, Comfortless I fret In hopeless night!
And naught to hear but rain Battering the ground! O numbing pain! O maddening sound! Drowned in sky Trees drip, drip, and sigh And drip, drip, again!
France, 1917.
The Ancient Thought
THE round moon hangs like a yellow lantern in the trees That lie like lace against the silk blue sky; O still the night! O hushed the breeze— Surely God is very nigh.
At the Base
THINK not of me as facing Death, Tattered, labouring for breath; Rather think of one who strays Dreaming dreams by perfumed ways.
Soon I may die, ah, true, 'tis true, But look! the night is rich with blue Of peaceful skies, and soft the breeze Sings in the trembling poplar trees!
And slowly thro' the rustling grass O'er woodland glade, I, dreaming, pass; To-morrow? Death? Ah, what are these But passing childish phantasies!
France, July, 1917.
In Bitterness
TAKE Thou this box, O Heart's Desire, In it lies Thy ring And more, my heart, bleeding; Take out Thy ring, O Heart's Desire, And, laughing, toss the box Into the fire!
France, July, 1917.
# National Motor Freight Traffic Association, Inc. v. United States (372 U.S. 246)/Opinion of the Court

* Court Documents
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* Opinion of the Court
* Concurring Opinion Harlan
United States Supreme Court
372 U.S. 246
National Motor Freight Traffic Association, Inc. v. United States
Argued: Feb. 25, 1963. ---
The petition for rehearing is denied. However, we think we should make clear the basis upon which our per curiam order affirmed the judgment of the District Court. 371 U.S. 223, 83 S.Ct. 311, 9 L.Ed.2d 273. The District Court dismissed appellants' action to set aside an order of the Interstate Commerce Commission on two grounds: (1) that the appellants lacked standing to challenge the Commission's order in the District Court; (2) that the appellants' challenge to the Commission's order was without merit. Our per curiam order affirmed the District Court's judgment insofar as it upheld the validity of the Commission's order on the merits. We disagreed that appellants lacked standing to challenge the Commission's order in the District Court. The appellants are associations of motor carriers, authorized under 49 U.S.C. § 5b, and perform significant functions in the administration of the Interstate Commerce Act, including the representation of member carriers in proceedings before the Commission. Since individual member carriers of appellants will be aggrieved by the Commission's order, and since appellants are proper representatives of the interests of their members, appellants have standing to challenge the validity of the Commission's order in the District Court. See Administrative Procedure Act, 5 U.S.C. § 1009(a); F.C.C. v. Sanders Bros. Radio Station, 309 U.S. 470, 60 S.Ct. 693, 84 L.Ed. 869; N.A.A.C.P. v. Alabama ex rel. Patterson, 357 U.S. 449, 459, 78 S.Ct. 1163, 1170, 2 L.Ed.2d 1488.
Petition for rehearing denied.

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# National Motor Freight Traffic Association, Inc. v. United States (372 U.S. 246)

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## Concurring Opinion

    Harlan
United States Supreme Court
372 U.S. 246
National Motor Freight Traffic Association, Inc. v. United States
Argued: Feb. 25, 1963. ---
PER CURIAM.

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# National Mutual Insurance Company of District of Columbia v. Tidewater Transfer Company, Inc.

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## Dissenting Opinion

    Frankfurter
United States Supreme Court
337 U.S. 582
National Mutual Insurance Company of District of Columbia v. Tidewater Transfer Company, Inc.
Argued: Nov. 8, 1948. --- Decided: June 20, 1949
Mr. David G. Bress, Washington, D.C., for petitioner.
Messrs. Wendell D. Allen and Francis B. Burch, Baltimore, Md., for respondent.
Sol. Gen. Philip B. Perlman, Washington, D.C., for the United States, as amicus curiae, by special leave of Court.
Mr. Justice JACKSON announced the judgment of the Court and an opinion in which Mr. Justice BLACK and Mr. Justice BURTON join.

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# National Motor Freight Traffic Association, Inc. v. United States (372 U.S. 246)/Concurrence Harlan

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* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
* Concurring Opinion Harlan
United States Supreme Court
372 U.S. 246
National Motor Freight Traffic Association, Inc. v. United States
Argued: Feb. 25, 1963. ---
Mr. Justice HARLAN concurs in the denial of the petition for rehearing and in the affirmance of the judgment of the District Court insofar as that judgment refused to set aside the order of the Interstate Commerce Commission. He believes, however, that the question of 'standing' should not be decided without plenary consideration.
Mr. Justice STEWART would grant the petition for rehearing.

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# National Newark Banking Company v. Newark

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United States Supreme Court
121 U.S. 163
National Newark Banking Company v. Newark
C. W. Wells and John W. Taylor, for appellant.
Joseph Coult and John R. Emery, for appellees.
MATTHEWS, J.

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# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume II/City of God/Book XXII/Chapter 16

Chapter 16.—What is Meant by the Conforming of the Saints to the Image of The Son of God.
Then, again, these words, “Predestinate to be conformed to the image of the Son of God,” may be understood of the inner man. So in another place He says to us, “Be not conformed to this world, but be ye transformed in the renewing of your mind.” In so far, then, as we are transformed so as not to be conformed to the world, we are conformed to the Son of God. It may also be understood thus, that as He was conformed to us by assuming mortality, we shall be conformed to Him by immortality; and this indeed is connected with the resurrection of the body. But if we are also taught in these words what form our bodies shall rise in, as the measure we spoke of before, so also this conformity is to be understood not of size, but of age. Accordingly all shall rise in the stature they either had attained or would have attained had they lived to their prime, although it will be no great disadvantage even if the form of the body be infantine or aged, while no infirmity shall remain in the mind nor in the body itself. So that even if any one contends that every person will rise again in the same bodily form in which he died, we need not spend much labor in disputing with him.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Rom. viii. 29.
* ↑ Rom. xii. 2.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume II/City of God/Book XXII

Book XXII.
Argument—This book treats of the end of the city of God, that is to say, of the eternal happiness of the saints; the faith of the resurrection of the body is established and explained; and the work concludes by showing how the saints, clothed in immortal and spiritual bodies, shall be employed.

## Contents

* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10
* Chapter 11
* Chapter 12
* Chapter 13
* Chapter 14
* Chapter 15
* Chapter 16
* Chapter 17
* Chapter 18
* Chapter 19
* Chapter 20
* Chapter 21
* Chapter 22
* Chapter 23
* Chapter 24
* Chapter 25
* Chapter 26
* Chapter 27
* Chapter 28
* Chapter 29
* Chapter 30
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume II/City of God/Book XXII/Chapter 13

Chapter 13.—Whether Abortions, If They are Numbered Among the Dead, Shall Not Also Have a Part in the Resurrection.
To these objections, then, of our adversaries which I have thus detailed, I will now reply, trusting that God will mercifully assist my endeavors. That abortions, which, even supposing they were alive in the womb, did also die there, shall rise again, I make bold neither to affirm nor to deny, although I fail to see why, if they are not excluded from the number of the dead, they should not attain to the resurrection of the dead. For either all the dead shall not rise, and there will be to all eternity some souls without bodies though they once had them,—only in their mother’s womb, indeed; or, if all human souls shall receive again the bodies which they had wherever they lived, and which they left when they died, then I do not see how I can say that even those who died in their mother’s womb shall have no resurrection. But whichever of these opinions any one may adopt concerning them, we must at least apply to them, if they rise again, all that we have to say of infants who have been born.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume II/City of God/Book XXII/Chapter 10

Chapter 10.—That the Martyrs Who Obtain Many Miracles in Order that the True God May Be Worshipped, are Worthy of Much Greater Honor Than the Demons, Who Do Some Marvels that They Themselves May Be Supposed to Be God.
Here perhaps our adversaries will say that their gods also have done some wonderful things, if now they begin to compare their gods to our dead men. Or will they also say that they have gods taken from among dead men, such as Hercules, Romulus, and many others whom they fancy to have been received into the number of the gods? But our martyrs are not our gods; for we know that the martyrs and we have both but one God, and that the same. Nor yet are the miracles which they maintain to have been done by means of their temples at all comparable to those which are done by the tombs of our martyrs. If they seem similar, their gods have been defeated by our martyrs as
Pharaoh’s magi were by Moses. In reality, the demons wrought these marvels with the same impure pride with which they aspired to be the gods of the nations; but the martyrs do these wonders, or rather God does them while they pray and assist, in order that an impulse may be given to the faith by which we believe that they are not our gods, but have, together with ourselves, one God. In fine, they built temples to these gods of theirs, and set up altars, and ordained priests, and appointed sacrifices; but to our martyrs we build, not temples as if they were gods, but monuments as to dead men whose spirits live with God. Neither do we erect altars at these monuments that we may sacrifice to the martyrs, but to the one God of the martyrs and of ourselves; and in this sacrifice they are named in their own place and rank as men of God who conquered the world by confessing Him, but they are not invoked by the sacrificing priest. For it is to God, not to them, he sacrifices, though he sacrifices at their monument; for he is God’s priest, not theirs. The sacrifice itself, too, is the body of Christ, which is not offered to them, because they themselves are this body. Which then can more readily be believed to work miracles? They who wish themselves to be reckoned gods by those on whom they work miracles, or those whose sole object in working any miracle is to induce faith in God, and in Christ also as God? They who wished to turn even their crimes into sacred rites, or those who are unwilling that even their own praises be consecrated, and seek that everything for which they are justly praised be ascribed to the glory of Him in whom they are praised?  For in the Lord their souls are praised. Let us therefore believe those who both speak the truth and work wonders. For by speaking the truth they suffered, and so won the power of working wonders.  And the leading truth they professed is that Christ rose from the dead, and first showed in His own flesh the immortality of the resurrection which He promised should be ours, either in the beginning of the world to come, or in the end of this world.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume II/City of God/Book XXII/Chapter 14

Chapter 14.—Whether Infants Shall Rise in that Body Which They Would Have Had Had They Grown Up.
What, then, are we to say of infants, if not that they will not rise in that diminutive body in which they died, but shall receive by the marvellous and rapid operation of God that body which time by a slower process would have given them? For in the Lord’s words, where He says, “Not a hair of your head
shall perish,” it is asserted that nothing which was possessed shall be wanting; but it is not said that nothing which was not possessed shall be given.  To the dead infant there was wanting the perfect stature of its body; for even the perfect infant lacks the perfection of bodily size, being capable of further growth. This perfect stature is, in a sense, so possessed by all that they are conceived and born with it,—that is, they have it potentially, though not yet in actual bulk; just as all the members of the body are potentially in the seed, though, even after the child is born, some of them, the teeth for example, may be wanting. In this seminal principle of every substance, there seems to be, as it were, the beginning of everything which does not yet exist, or rather does not appear, but which in process of time will come into being, or rather into sight. In this, therefore, the child who is to be tall or short is already tall or short. And in the resurrection of the body, we need, for the same reason, fear no bodily loss; for though all should be of equal size, and reach gigantic proportions, lest the men who were largest here should lose anything of their bulk and it should perish, in contradiction to the words of Christ, who said that not a hair of their head should perish, yet why should there lack the means by which that wonderful Worker should make such additions, seeing that He is the Creator, who Himself created all things out of nothing?

## Footnotes

* ↑ Luke xxi. 18
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume II/City of God/Book XXII/Chapter 15

Chapter 15.—Whether the Bodies of All the Dead Shall Rise the Same Size as the Lord’s Body.
It is certain that Christ rose in the same bodily stature in which He died, and that it is wrong to say that, when the general resurrection shall have arrived, His body shall, for the sake of equalling the tallest, assume proportions which it had not when He appeared to the disciples in the figure with which they were familiar. But if we say that even the bodies of taller men are to be reduced to the size of the Lord’s body, there will be a great loss in many bodies, though He promised that, not a hair of their head should perish. It remains, therefore, that we conclude that every man shall receive his own size which he had in youth, though he died an old man, or which he would have had, supposing he died before his prime. As for what the apostle said of the measure of the age of the fullness of Christ, we must either understand him to refer to something else, viz., to the fact that the measure of Christ will be completed when all the members among the Christian communities are added to the Head; or if we are to refer it to the resurrection of the body, the meaning is that all shall rise neither beyond nor under youth, but in that vigor and age to which we know that Christ had arrived. For even the world’s wisest men have fixed the bloom of youth at about the age of thirty; and when this period has been passed, the man begins to decline towards the defective and duller period of old age. And therefore the apostle did not speak of the measure of the body, nor of the measure of the stature, but of “the measure of the age of the fullness of Christ.”
# New York

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* New York, a poem by Florence Earle Coates from Poems Vol. I (1916). ("Down-gazing, I behold,")
* New York: or The Towns of Manhattan, a book by James Fenimore Cooper.
* New York, a poem by Don Marquis. ("She is hot to the sea that crouches beside,")
* New York, a 1910 poem by Ameen Rihani.
* "New York", a short story by Harvey J. O'Higgins
* "New York", (1898) a novel by Edgar Fawcett
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