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# Littell's Living Age/Volume 139/Issue 1798/Leith Hill

* LEITH HILL.
* ["Hereabouts is a thing remarkable, though but little
* taken notice of, — I mean that goodly prospect from
* the top of Leith Hill. . . . The like, I think, is not
* to be found in any part of England, or perhaps
* Europe besides; and the reason why it is not more
* observed is partly its lying quite out of any road,
* and partly its rising so gently, and making so little
* show till one is got to the very top of it." —
* Camden's Britannia.]
* Yes, — thirty years ago
* Last Easter Day, two striplings topped thy height
* Leaping and singing, turned, in hushed delight
* Gazed on the marvellous landscape spread below.
* Twenty-four years ago,
* Three sauntering friends slowly strolled up: there sat
* Long summer hours of jest and tale and chat, —
* The shimmering view in sunshine all aglow!
* A dozen years ago,
* Again I climbed thy side: this time, alack!
* With wife, and eldest-born apickaback, —
* How the young rascal made me sweat and blow!
* I, a few weeks ago
* Toilsomely scale thy steep one autumn day,
* And land and sky look misty, sad, and grey, —
* Or is the mist in me? I am changed so!
* Old friends of long ago,
* Buffeted, scattered, world-worn and way-sore;
* Or, won that hill where Moses stood of yore, —
* A goodlier prospect than this world can show!
* But the great view below,
* These counties stretching to the far-off sea,
* With chessboard field, toy farm, and pigmy tree,
* Are what old Camden saw, three hundred years ago.
* Spectator.M.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 139/Issue 1800/Dark Spring

* DARK SPRING.
* Now the mavis and the merle
* Lavish their full hearts in song,
* Peach and almond boughs unfurl
* White and purple bloom along
* A blue burning air,
* And all is very fair.
* But ah! the silence and the sorrow!
* I may not borrow
* Any anodyne for grief
* From the joy of flower or leaf,
* No healing to allay my pain
* From the cool of air and rain;
* Every sweet sound grew still,
* Every fair color pale,
* When his life began to wane;
* They may never live again!
* A child's voice and visage will
* Ever more about me fail.
* Ah! the silence and the sorrow!
* Now my listless feet will go
* Laboring ever as in snow:
* Though the year with glowing wine
* Fill the living veins of vine;
* Though the glossy fig may swell,
* And Night hear her Philomel;
* Though the sweet lemon blossom breathe,
* And fair Sun his falchion wreathe
* With crimson roses at his foot,
* All is desolate and mute;
* Dark to-day, and dark to-morrow,
* Ah! the silence and the sorrow!
# Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Scott

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United States Supreme Court
219 U.S. 209
Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Scott
Argued: October 19, 20, 1910. ---
Messrs. Charles H. Moorman, Joseph R. Lamar, Benjamin D. Warfield, and Henry L. Stone for plaintiff in error.
Assistant to the Attorney General Kenyon as amicus curioe.
No counsel for defendant in error.
Mr. Justice Lurton delivered the opinion of the court:

## Notes

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# Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Scott/Opinion of the Court

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
United States Supreme Court
219 U.S. 209
Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Scott
Argued: October 19, 20, 1910. ---
This case was heard with No. 215, Atlantic Coast Line R. Co. v. Riverside Mills, just decided. [[[219 U.S. 186]], 55 L. ed. --, 31 Sup. Ct. Rep. 164.] Like that case it presents only the question of the constitutionality of the Carmack amendment of the act to regulate commerce.
The facts are not substantially different, and the judgment of the Court of Appeals of the Commonwealth of Kentucky is affirmed upon the authority of that case.
Affirmed.

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# Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Stewart

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United States Supreme Court
241 U.S. 261
Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Stewart
Argued: April 19 and 20, 1916. --- Decided: May 22, 1916
Messrs. Benjamin D. Warfield. John B. Rodes, and James C. Sims for the Louisville & Nashville Railroad Company.
Messrs. George H. Lamar. D. W. Wright, C. U. McElroy, and B. F. Procter for Jeanette Stewart, administratrix.
Mr. Justice Holmes delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Western Union Telegraph Company

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* Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Western Union Telegraph Company (234 U.S. 369)
* Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Western Union Telegraph Company (237 U.S. 300)
# Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Western Union Telegraph Company (234 U.S. 369)

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United States Supreme Court
234 U.S. 369
Louisville Nashville Railroad Company v. Western Union Telegraph Company
Argued: March 20, 1914. --- Decided: June 8, 1914
Messrs. Gregory L. Smith and Henry L. Stone for appellant.
Messrs. Rush Taggart, J. B. Harris, and George H. Fearons for appellee.
[Syllabus from page 370 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice Van Devanter delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Local No. 207, International Association of Bridge, Structural and Ornamental Iron Workers Union v. Perko

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United States Supreme Court
373 U.S. 701
Local No. 207, International Association of Bridge, Structural and Ornamental Iron Workers Union v. Perko
Argued: April 23 and 24, 1963. --- Decided: June 3, 1963
David E. Feller, Washington, D.C., for petitioners.
Martin S. Goldberg, Youngstown, Ohio, for respondent.
Mr. Justice HARLAN delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Local Lodge No. 1424 v. National Labor Relations Board

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## Dissenting Opinions

    Frankfurter
    Whittaker
United States Supreme Court
362 U.S. 411
Local Lodge No. 1424 v. National Labor Relations Board
Argued: Jan. 11, 1960. --- Decided: April 25, 1960
Mr. Bernard Dunau, Washington, D.C., for petitioners.
Mr. Norton Come, Washington, D.C., for respondent.
Mr. Justice HARLAN delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Local No. 86, Oil, Chemical and Atomic Workers International Union v. Missouri

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United States Supreme Court
361 U.S. 363
Local No. 86, Oil, Chemical and Atomic Workers International Union v. Missouri
Argued: Nov. 19, 1959. --- Decided: Jan 25, 1960
Mr. Mozart G. Ratner, Chicago, Ill., for appellants.
Mr. Robert R. Welborn, Jefferson, Mo., for appellee.
Mr. Justice STEWART delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Local No 438, Construction General Laborers' Union, AFL-CIO v. S. J. Curry & Company

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## Concurring Opinion

    Harlan
United States Supreme Court
371 U.S. 542
Local No 438, Construction General Laborers' Union, AFL-CIO v. S. J. Curry & Company
Argued: Nov. 7 and 8, 1962. --- Decided: Jan 21, 1963
John S. Patton and Edwin Pearce, Atlanta, Ga., for petitioner.
Robert B. Langstaff, Albany, Ga., for respondents.
Mr. Justice WHITE delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Littell's Living Age/Volume 169/Issue 2182/Sonnet: a Cry from Ireland

Originally published in Spectator.
I heard, a voice come moaning over sea,  "England and ye who fain would legislate,  Heart-cankering woe and immemorial hate Are not the servants of a law's decree: Cleave us asunder! we are bond, not free.  League-makers tyrannize, the priests dictate,  Give us the land! yet Famine will not bate Her stern demands of all she holds in fee, Our bodies' breath and marrow: we are slaves,  Slaves to tradition's wrong and tribal scorn,  And though our acres, bog and moor and fen,  From dragon's teeth may yield its armèd men, Pale Hunger stands above our shallow graves,  And wringing empty hands cries out for corn."
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 169/Issue 2184/On the Daughter of my Friend

Originally published in Blackwood's Magazine. Élisa Frisel, at Whose Funeral I was Yesterday Present, in the Cemetery of Passy, 16th June, 1832."
"Il descend ce cercueil! et les roses sans taches"
The bier descends, strewn with the snow-white rose,  A father's tribute in this tearful hour. Earth, thou didst bear them: now in thee repose  Young maiden and young flower!
Ne'er to this world profane let them return,  Where mourning, anguish, and misfortune lower; The storm doth crush, the sun doth fade and burn  Young maiden and young flower!
Thou slumberest, poor Elise! Thy years how few!  No more thou fearest the day's scorching power: Their morn hath closed, still fresh with heavenly dew, —  Young maiden and young flower!
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 169/Issue 2183/The Master of the House

Originally published in Spectator.
He cannot walk, he cannot speak, Nothing he knows of books and men, He is the weakest of the weak, And has not strength to hold a pen; He has no pocket, and no purse, Nor ever yet has owned a penny, But has more riches than his nurse, Because he wants not any.
He rules his parents by a cry, And holds them captive by a smile,— A despot, strong through infancy, A king, from lack of guile. He lies upon his back and crows, Or looks with grave eyes on his mother,— What can he mean? But I suppose They understand each other.
Indoors or out, early or late, There is no limit to his sway, For wrapt in baby robes of state, He governs night and day. Kisses he takes as rightful due, And, Turk-like, has his slaves to dress him. His subjects bend before him too, I'm one of them. God bless him!
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 169/Issue 2184/Almond-Blossom

Originally published in All The Year Round.
At last I draw the veil aside, Come, darling, full of wifely pride,  And see my finished work; Lift up those cloudless eyes of thine, Deep wells of happiness divine,  Wherein no shadows lurk.
Look at the canvas. Dear, like thee, My pictured maid is fair to see,  Like thine, her eyes are blue; Like thine, the clusters of her hair Wave golden on a forehead fair;  She looks, as thou art, true.
Like thee, she wears a robe of white, Like thine, her smile, as sunshine bright,  Doth all her face illume. Thy perfect parallel, she stands Loose-holding in her slender hands  A branch of almond-bloom.
Ah, wife! that tinted almond-flower! Dust thou remember that dark hour  Of anguish, long ago, When I, with all the world at strife, Heart-sick of labor, tired of life,  Was vanquished by my woe?
Dust thou remember how I spake Rash words of God, and tried to break  The spirit from the clay? How now? Thy tears fall down like rain; Thou wast the braver of the twain,  Dear heart, on that dark day.
The cold spring twilight filled the room, I saw thee standing in the gloom,  Thy girlish cheek grown white; The tears of pity in thine eyes, Without a murmur of surprise,  Or tremor of affright.
And in thine hand an almond-spray; God gave thee words of hope to say  To me in my dark hour; I know not now what words they were, I know I blessed thee, standing there,  Holding the almond-flower.
And when the storm was overpast, And I could meet thine eyes at last,  Thy gentle hand laid down As gage of hope, the almond spray, So on life's dreadest, dreariest day  I won love's golden crown.
And now the budding year doth bring New hopes, like almond-flowers in spring,  That deck the branches bare; Foretelling summer days to come, The blossom-time of heart and home,  A perfect life and fair.
But lo! the picture — it is thine, Love, let it be a sacred sign  Of all thou art to me: Far more than wife, far more than love, And only God in heaven above  Can pay my debt to thee!
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 169/Issue 2182/The Primrose of the Rock

Comp. 1831. Pub. 1835.
[Written at Rydal Mount. The rock stands on the right hand a little way leading up the middle road from Rydal to Grasmere. We have been in the habit of calling it the glow-worm rock from the number of glow-worms we have often seen hanging on it as described. The tuft of primrose has, I fear, been washed away by the heavy rains.]
A rock there is whose homely front  The passing traveller slights; Yet there the glow-worms hang their lamps,  Like stars, at various heights: And one coy primrose to that rock  The vernal breeze invites.
What hideous warfare hath been waged  What kingdoms overthrown, Since first I spied that Primrose tuft  And marked it for my own; A lasting link in Nature's chain  From highest heaven let down!
The flowers, still faithful to the stems,  Their fellowship renew: The stems are faithful to the root,  That worketh out of view; And to the rock the root adheres  In every fibre true.
Close clings to earth the living rock,  Though threatening still to fall; The earth is constant to her sphere;  And God upholds them all: So blooms this lonely plant, nor dreads  Her annual funeral.
Here closed the meditative strain;  But air breathed soft that day, The hoary mountain-heights were cheered,  The sunny vale looked gay, And to the Primrose of the Rock  I give this after-lay.
I sang — Let myriads of bright flowers,  Like thee, in field and grove Revive unenvied; mightier far,  Than tremblings that reprove Our vernal tendencies to hope,  Is God's redeeming love;
That love which changed — for wan disease,  For sorrow that had bent O'er hopeless dust, for withered age —  Their moral element, And turned the thistles of a curse  To types beneficent.
Sin-blighted though we are, we too,  The reasoning Sons of Men, From one oblivious winter called  Shall rise, and breathe again; And in eternal Summer lose  Our threescore years and ten.
To humbleness of heart descends  This prescience from on high, The faith that elevates the just,  Before and when they die; And makes each soul a separate heaven,  A court for Deity.

## Notes

* ↑ In Dorothy Wordsworth's "Grasmere Journal" the following occurs: — April 24th, 1802 — "We walked in the evening to Rydal. Coleridge and I lingered behind. We all stood to look at Glow-worm Rock — a primrose that grew there, and just looked out on the road from its own sheltered bower." The primrose had disappeared when the Fenwick note was dictated, and the glow-worms have almost deserted the district; but the Rock is unmistakable, and is one of the most interesting of the spots connected with Wordsworth in the Lake District. — Ed
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# Littell's Living Age/Volume 169/Issue 2183/Bon Jour, Bon Soir

Originally published in Blackwood's Magazine.
I'll tell, in simple way,  How I employ my life: Alternately, Good day! And then, Good eve! I say.  Good day!! to buxom wife,  When she doth me receive;  To fool with boredom rife,  Good eve!
Frank Troubadour, Good day!  Right joyously prepare Of peace, and seasons gay, And wine, and loves, thy lay:  But if mad rhymster dare  With long romance to cleave  My ear, — to him declare  Good eve!
Good day, good neighbor mine!  Thirst draws me unto thee: Good day! If that thy wine Be Beaune, or of the Rhine,  My throat shall funnel be  That nectar to receive:  But, if Surêne, — dost see? —  Good eve!
If my verse pleasure bring,  Sweet guerdon I receive; And, happy as a king, Good day! for me shall ring.  If my muse, wandering,  Betray my hopes, I grieve;  And then, can only sing, —  Good eve!
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 169/Issue 2183/The Promise of Spring

Originally published in St. James's Gazette.
Have patience! still Spring yet shall all her joyful tasks fulfil.  She tarries long, But all is ready; each bird knows his song,  Each flower has got by heart  Its fair or fragrant part;  And given the word,  Each bud and bird Will proudly bring the lovely pageant on.  Have patience! Sweeter, sweeter far  Long-hoped-for treasures are Than any we may have, without such waiting, won.
 Almonds will crown With tender pale-pink blossoms branches brown;  Whitethorns will prove How sweetly silver may with green be wove.  Orchards their snow will throw  On daisied lawns below;  Spires of soft bloom —  Plumes of perfume — Lilacs will lift through Spring's translucid air,  Jove will descend to earth again  In showers of golden rain, Whilst Danae's heart is won by flowers laburnums bear.
 The throstles will From scented choirs such glorious notes distil  As if before No lavish birds had scattered Nature's store;  The larks her praise will sing  As if no other Spring,  Till this one, had  Made small birds glad. The cuckoos will with such fresh wonder call  As though the sands had just begun  Through Time's hourglass to run, And earth was holding there the opening carnival.
 Nor there alone Her gentle presence to us is made known.  Spring comes also To precincts where no birds or blossoms show.  Softly she enters in  Amid the roar and din  Of the great town  That cannot drown The subtle message of her whispering winds,  Then young and old, then each and all,  'Neath her enchantment fall, And in a thousand hearts an answering thrill she finds.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 169/Issue 2184/From "L'Annee Terrible"

Originally published in Blackwood's Magazine.
"Moi-même, un jour, après la mort, je connaîtrai."
Myself shall one day, after death, be taught  My unknown destiny; And bend o'er you from realms celestial, fraught  With dawn and mystery.
Shall learn, why exiled; why a shroud was thrown  Over your childhood's sense; And why my justice and my love alone  To all seem an offence.
Shall learn why, as you gaily carolled songs,  O'er my funereal head, — Mine, to whom pity for all woe belongs, —  Such gloomy darkness spread.
Why upon me the ruthless shadows lie;  Why all these hecatombs; Why endless winter wraps me round; and why  I flourish over tombs.
Why such wars, tears, and misery should be;  Why things with grief replete; Why God willed me to be a cypress-tree,  While you were roses sweet.
# Le Morte d'Arthur/Volume II/Book XIV

Book XIV
* Chapter I: How Sir Percivale came to a recluse and asked counsel, and how she told him that she was his aunt
* Chapter II: How Merlin likened the Round Table to the world, and how the knights that should achieve the Sangreal should be known
* Chapter III: How Sir Percivale came into a monastery, where he found King Evelake, which was an old man
* Chapter IV: How Sir Percivale saw many men of arms bearing a dead knight, and how he fought against them
* Chapter V: How a yeoman desired him to get again an horse, and how Sir Percivale's hackney was slain, and how he gat an horse
* Chapter VI: Of the great danger that Sir Percivale was in by his horse, and how he saw a serpent and a lion fight
* Chapter VII: Of the vision that Sir Percivale saw, and how his vision was expounded, and of his lion
* Chapter VIII: How Sir Percivale saw a ship coming to him-ward, and how the lady of the ship told him of her disheritance
* Chapter IX: How Sir Percivale promised her help, and how he required her of love, and how he was saved from the fiend
* Chapter X: How Sir Percivale for penance rove himself through the thigh; and how she was known for the devil
# Love in Idleness

A romance novella with many illustrations.
Louis Lawrence comes to Bar Harbour to spend a fortnight with the Miss Miners and——especially—their cousin Fanny Trehearne. He is an impecunious artist, not particularly physically gifted, the other a rich, athletic and handsome lady, much given to boating and riding. Then, too, there is the "physically perfect specimen"—a rival who appears on the scene.
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LOVE IN IDLENESS
LOVE IN IDLENESS
A Tale of Bar Harbour
BY
F. MARION CRAWFORD Author of "Mr. Isaacs," "Saracinesca," "Katherine Lauderdale," etc.
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS REPRODUCED FROM DRAWINGS AND PHOTOGRAPHS
New York
MACMILLAN AND CO.
AND LONDON
1894
All rights reserved
Copyright, 1894,
By F. MARION CRAWFORD.
Norwood Press J. S. Cushing & Co.—Berwick & Smith.
Boston, Mass.- U.S.A.
* Chapter I
* Chapter II
* Chapter III
* Chapter IV
* Chapter V
* Chapter VI
* Chapter VII
* Chapter VIII
* Chapter IX
* Chapter X
* Chapter XI
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# Maidenhood

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Maiden! with the meek, brown eyes,
In whose orbs a shadow lies
Like the dusk in evening skies!
Thou whose locks outshine the sun,
Golden tresses, wreathed in one,
As the braided streamlets run!
Standing, with reluctant feet,
Where the brook and river meet,
Womanhood and childhood fleet!
Gazing, with a timid glance,
On the brooklet's swift advance,
On the river's broad expanse!
Deep and still, that gliding stream
Beautiful to thee must seem,
As the river of a dream.
Then why pause with indecision,
When bright angels in thy vision
Beckon thee to fields Elysian?
Seest thou shadows sailing by,
As the dove, with startled eye,
Sees the falcon's shadow fly?
Hearest thou voices on the shore,
That our ears perceive no more,
Deafened by the cataract's roar?
O, thou child of many prayers!
Life hath quicksands,--Life hath snares
Care and age come unawares!
Like the swell of some sweet tune,
Morning rises into noon,
May glides onward into June.
Childhood is the bough, where slumbered
Birds and blossoms many-numbered;--
Age, that bough with snows encumbered.
Gather, then, each flower that grows,
When the young heart overflows,
To embalm that tent of snows.
Bear a lily in thy hand;
Gates of brass cannot withstand
One touch of that magic wand.
Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth,
In thy heart the dew of youth,
On thy lips the smile of truth!
O, that dew, like balm, shall steal
Into wounds that cannot heal,
Even as sleep our eyes doth seal;
And that smile, like sunshine, dart
Into many a sunless heart,
For a smile of God thou art.
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