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# Walden (1893) Thoreau

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also known as Life in the Woods, is one of the best-known non-fiction books written by an American. Published in 1854, it details Thoreau's life for two years and two months in second-growth forest around the shores of Walden Pond, not far from his friends and family in Concord, Massachusetts. Walden was written so that the stay appears to be a year, with expressed seasonal divisions. Thoreau called it an experiment in simple living.
Walden is neither a novel nor a true autobiography, but a social critique of the Western World, with each chapter heralding some aspect of humanity that needed to be either renounced or praised.
This is the 1893 edition. For other editions, see Walden, or, Life in the Woods.
I do not propose to write an ode to dejection, but to brag as lustily as chanticleer in the morning, standing on his roost, if only to wake my neighbors up.

### Contents

* Chapter I: Economy
* Chapter II: Where I Lived, and What I Lived For
* Chapter III: Reading
* Chapter IV: Sounds
* Chapter V: Solitude
* Chapter VI: Visitors
* Chapter VII: The Bean-Field
* Chapter VIII: The Village
* Chapter IX: The Ponds
* Chapter X: Baker Farm
* Chapter XI: Higher Laws
* Chapter XII: Brute Neighbors
* Chapter XIII: House-Warming
* Chapter XIV: Former Inhabitants and Winter Visitors
* Chapter XV: Winter Animals
* Chapter XVI: The Pond in Winter
* Chapter XVII: Spring
* Chapter XVIII: Conclusion

## Introductory Note

Thoreau lived in his Walden camp but two years, 1845-1847, and, as his narrative clearly shows, by no means exiled himself from home and companions. His hermitage was within easy walking distance of Concord; and, though his seclusion meant privacy at times, he was by no means debarred from society. The life in the woods was a characteristic expression of his stout independence of condition since the act was in a way unique, it transferred something of its unique property to the book which recorded it, and the book is more closely identified with Thoreau's fame, has done more to give him distinction, than any other of his writings.
The book Walden was what William Ellery Channing calls "the log-book of his woodland cruise at Walden." Thoreau himself tells us that the bulk of the book was written in his hermitage. One bit of verse,
   "Light-winged smoke, Icarian bird,"
he had printed in The Dial; but nothing else appears to have been garnered from previous publications, and the book has thus a unity of design which helps to preserve its individual force. Walden was not published, however, until 1854, when it was brought out by Ticknor & Fields.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Weird Tales/Volume 4/Issue 2/Fatal Misfortune and Singular Instance of Affection in a Horse

Fatal Misfortune and Singular Instance of Affection in a Horse
"A SHORT time ago, Mr. Ellar of Oswaldkirk, and Mr. R. Marshall, son of Mr. Marshall, of East Newton, near Helmsley, being on a visit to Mr. Hesseletine, of Hambleton, and having spent a pleasant day, the latter intimated his intention of returning home that night, having promised to do so on account of his mother’s indisposition. Fearless of danger, and little thinking it would be for the last time, he bade them good night and rode off. On the afternoon of the next day, Mr. Ellar returned, and called at Mr. Marshall’s to inquire how his friend got home and how he was after his journey. Young Marshall’s absence beyond the time fixed for his return had created some little uneasiness; but the effect of these inquiries of his friend and the companion of his visit, can scarcely be conceived; it was natural to indulge alarm; and alas! their forebodings were more than realized. Persons were dispatched in every direction in search of him, but the family were kept in suspense another night. Intelligence of his being missed had reached Hambleton House, from whence early on Tuesday morning, a party set out to examine every possible place of danger and before they had proceeded a quarter of a mile, they discovered his horse standing over him, at the bottom of a precipice from twenty to thirty yards in height, over which they had fallen. The force with which he had come to the ground had made an impression upon it and from the appearances, it was thought he had never moved after his fall but had died instantly. One circumstance deserves remark; the party who had found him attempted to lead the horse from the place in a direction the most easy of ascent. From its unwillingness or inability they could not succeed, but on their ascending the steep with its master, who had been placed in a sheep-box for that purpose, it immediately followed him, and on reaching the summit dropped down dead beside him. It was at first surmised that this melancholy accident had been occasioned by intemperance, but it appeared clearly in evidence before the Coroner, that the report was unfounded, and that the accident had been altogether owing to the extreme darkness of the night, and the very intricate and unprotected nature of the roads across those dreary heights.—York Courant."
# Weird Tales/Volume 4/Issue 2

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# Weird Tales/Volume 4/Issue 2/Giants

from the May/June/July issue
Giants
ARACÆAS, of the family of the Achæmenidæ, a person in great favour with Xerxes, was the tallest man of the rest of the Persians; for he lacked but the breadth of four fingers of full five cubits by the royal standard, which in our measure must be near seven feet.
Walter Parsons, born in Staffordshire, was first apprentice to a smith, when he grew so tall, that a hole was made for him in the ground, to stand therein up to the knees, so as to make him adequate with his fellow workmen: he afterwards was porter to King James; because gates being generally higher than the rest of the building, it was proper that the porter should be taller than other persons. He was proportionable in all parts, and had strength equal to his height, valour equal to his strength, and good temper equal to his valour; so that he disdained to do an injury to any single person. He would take two of the tallest yeomen of the guard in his arms at once, and order them as he pleased. He was seven feet four inches in height.
William Evans was born in Monmouthshire, and may justly be counted the giant of his age; for his stature being full two yards and a half in height, he was porter to King Charles the First, succeeding Walter Parsons in his place, and exceeding him two inches in stature; but he was far beneath him in equal proportion of bone; for he was not only knock-kneed and splay footed, but also halted a little; yet he made a shift to dance in an anti-mask at court, where he drew little Jeffery, the king's dwarf, out of his pocket, to the no small wonder and laughter of the beholders.
# Weird Tales/Volume 4/Issue 2/Distressing March of the Crusaders Through Phrygia

Distressing March of the Crusaders Through Phrygia
Three days after the battle of Doryleum the army commenced its march, and entered the mountainous country of Phrygia. Unforeseen distresses encompassed them. The co-operation of Alexius was cold and confined, when his great object, the reduction of Nice, was achieved; and his fears of the virtue of his allies had made him conceal from them the horrors of a passage through Asia Minor to Syria. From the ruins of the Nissian Seljuks, Saisan, the son of Kilidge Arslan, raised a force of ten thousand horsemen, and travelling into those countries which they knew would be traversed by the Croises, they represented themselves as victors. The people were unable to oppose assertions which could be supported by the sword; and they admitted the Turks into their towns. The churches were despoiled, the public treasures were robbed, and the stores in the granaries were eaten or destroyed. The miserable Christians followed their enemies through this wasted land. The soil too was dry and sterile; and Europeans could ill endure the heat of a Phrygian summer. In one day five hundred people died. Women, no longer able to afford sustenance to their infants, exposed their breasts to the swords of the soldiers. Many of the horses perished; the baggage (it was lamentable yet a laughable sight, says an eye-witness) was placed on the backs of goats, hogs and dogs. These animals too died of thirst and neither the dogs nor the chase nor the falcons could hunt the prey which the woods afforded. The Crusaders passed the Phrygian mountains and deserts, and reached a country where the very means of life were fatal to many. They threw themselves without caution into the first river that presented itself; and nature could not support the transition from want to satiety.
# United States v. Southern Pacific Railroad Company

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* United States v. Southern Pacific Railroad Company (146 U.S. 570)
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* United States v. Southern Pacific Railroad Company (223 U.S. 565)
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# United States v. Southern Pacific Railroad Company (223 U.S. 565)

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United States Supreme Court
223 U.S. 565
United States v. Southern Pacific Railroad Company (223 U.S. 565)
Argued: January 26, 1912. --- Decided: February 26, 1912
Solicitor General Lehmann for the United States.
[Argument of Counsel from page 566 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Maxwell Evarts for Southern Pacific Railroad Company.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 567-569 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice Holmes delivered the opinion of the court:

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# United States v. Southern Pacific Company (259 U.S. 214)

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## Dissenting Opinion

    McKenna
United States Supreme Court
259 U.S. 214
United States v. Southern Pacific Company (259 U.S. 214)
Argued: April 11, 12, and 13, 1922. --- Decided: May 29, 1922
[Syllabus from pages 214-216 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Edward F. McClennen, of Boston, Mass., and Solicitor General Beck, of Washington, D. C., for the United States.
[Arguments of counsel from pages 217-220 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Garrett W. McEnerney and Mr. Joseph P. Blair, with whom Wm. F. Herrin was on the briefs for appellees.
[Arguments of counsel from pages 220-224 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Perry D. Trafford, and Mr. James Gore King filed a brief on hehalf of the Union (now Central Union) Trust Company of New York, appellee.
Mr. Justice DAY delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Watchman (1802)

THE
Watchman.
to which are added,
The LUCKY ESCAPE.
A WIFE FOR ANY MAN.
The Sailor's Adventure for a Wife.
GLASGOW.
Printed by J. & M. ROBERTSON, Saltmarket.
1802.
* The Watchman
* The Lucky Escape
* A wife for any man
* The sailor's adventure for a wife
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# Watchman (1802)/The sailor's adventure for a wife

The SAILOR’S ADVENTURE for a WIFE.
EARLY in the morning, by the break of day,
I saw a jolly sailor, and a lady gay, ​They in the grove were walking, early in the morn,
Of love they both were talking, & crossing the lawn.
I stept up close beside them to hear their discourse, The tailor said, sweet lady, be not so cross, For if you do deny me for to be my bride, Then for revenge I’ll Wander o’er the ocean wide.
She said, dear loving sailor I am too young to wed,
To love I am a stranger, these very words she said,
Besides my tender father he has gold in store, If I should gain his anger he’d see me no more.
Could I but see your father, and my mind reveal, I have both gold and silver, and houses at my will, Altho’ lam a sailor, I am not low and poor, Grant me but one favour, O then I'll ask no more.
O pray what is the favour that of me you crave? If it lies in my power you the same shall have; My heart you now have gained, you are all I prize, So make yourself contented, pray be satisfied.
O sweetest of all women, blessed be that voice,
Heaven be prais'd that I have gain'd my choice, Before that we are marry’d let me your father see,
All fear is, now" miscarry’d, my heart is full of glee.
So straight to her father the brisk young lady went, And said,grant me one favour,do give your consent, In love I am entangled with a sailor brave, your consent to marry is all that I crave.
Her father gave consent,to church they did repair, Success attend the sailor and the lady fair, Attended by her father the lady for to see, He said, houses and riches all I give to thee.
GLASGOW,
Printed by J. & M. Robertson, Saltmarket, 1802.
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# Watchman (1802)/The watchman

THE WATCHMAN.
from mr.dibdin's "castles in the air"
A Watchman I am, and I know all the round,
The house-keepers the strays, & the lodgers, Where low devils, & rich den’s, & high tips may be found, Odd dickies, queer kids, & rum codgers,
Of money, and of property, I'm he that takes care, and cries, when I see rogues go by, Hey! what are you doing there!
"Only, a little business in that house; you understand me."——— "Understand you! well I believe you are an honest man; do you hear, bring ane an odd silver candlestick or so by and by."
Then to my box I creep, And there shall fast asleep——— What’s that?———St Paul’s strikes one; Thus after all the mischief’s done, I goes and gives them warning, And loudly bawls, As strikes St Paul’s, past one O’clock, and a cloudy morning.
Then, round as the hour I merrily cries, Another fine mess I discover For a curious rope-ladder I straightway espies, And miss Forward expecting her lover. Then to each others arms they fly——— “ My life, my soul, ah! ah!”——— Fine work, Miss Hot-upon’t,” cries I, I'll knock up your Papa.”
​"No, you won't fare———“Yes, shall worthy old soul, to be treated in this manner.”———“Here, take this.”——— Oh! you villain, want to bribe an honest watchman, and with such a trifle too.-” Well, here's more.” More! you seem to be a spirited lad; now do you make her a good husband, I am glad you have tricked the old hunks-: I wish you safe to Gretna Green.”
Then to my box I creep, And there falls fast asleep——— What's that?——— St Paul’s strike two, The lovers off, what does I do,
But gives the Father warning, And loudly bawls, As strikes St. Paul’s, Past two o’clock, and a cloudy morning.
Then, towards the square from my box as I look,
I hear such a ranting and tearing; Tis Pharaoh’s whole host & the pidgeons & rooks Are laughing, and Tinging, and swearing.
Then such a hubbub, such a din How they blaspheme and curse That thief has stolen my diamond pin; Watch, watch, I’ve lost my purse!
“Watch, here, I charge you” — "And I charge you: damme, charge for charge." — "Indeed it is a marvellous thing, that honest people can’t pase the streets, without, being, robbed; which is the thief that stole the gentleman's purse!”—That's him.” — “What, Sam Snatch!——give me the purse: you are mistaken in your man, so go home: peaceably, and don’t oblige, me to-take you to the Watch-house.”
Then to my box I creep,
And there fall fast asleep— What’s that?— St. Paul’s strikes three,
Thus from my roguery I gets free, By giving people warning', And loudly bawls, As strikes St. Paul’s Past three o'clock, and a cloudy morning.
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# Watchman, Tell Us of the Night

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This hymn is usually sung to the tune "Watchman" by Lowell Mason.
* "Watchman, Tell Us of the Night" in Hymns: As a Sequel to Matins, 1825
* "Watchman, Tell Us of the Night" in The Army and Navy Hymnal, 1920
# Watchman (1802)/A wife for any man

A WIFE FOR ANY MAN.
DE’IL tak the wars that hurry’d Willy from me, Who to love I just had sworn They made him Captain, sure, to undo me, Woe’s me, he’ii ne’er return:
A thousand loons abroad will fight him, He from thou lands ne’er will run: Day and night I did invite him, To stay safe from sword and gun. I us’d alluring graces, With muckle kind embraces. Now fighting, then crying, tears dropping fall,' And had he my soft arms Preferr’d to war’s alarms; My love grows mad, Without the help of gad, I fear in my fit I had granted all.
Just at our parting, how my hand he squeezed, And granted me an humble kiss, And spoke so kind, in truth I was pleased,
For I found a joy in this. Then did I beg him. to quit his commission, Lest he should never return again; And then how wretched would be my condition, If Willy in the wars was slain. I sigh’d, and often told him. What dangers might befal him; In battle guns rattle, thousands likewise fall, And if my love should die, What should become of me? Who here must lie, Lamenting every day. And if Willy’s kill’d added to all
​How blest is she whose love is not for fighting,
Nor In the wars oblig’d to be; But to continue with her he has delight in: If mine did so then happy me But mine runs through many dangers, All for honour, that empty name. Oh! had he to wars been a stranger, Then my arms he’d ne’er refrain. Though I had store of beauty, He cry’d, It was his duty For to go to Flanders, and he must be gone. But had he sweet repose Preferr d to bloody blow, He ne’er would flie, To Flanders for to die, And thus to leave me to lie alone.
I wash’d and patch’d to make me more provoking, Snares they told me would catch the men, And on my head a large commode sat cocking, Which made me shew as tall again. It’s for a gown too paid much money, Which with golden flowers did shine. My love might well think me gay and bonny, No Scots lass was e’er so fine. My petticoat was spotted, Fring’d too, with thread I knotted. Lac' d shoes, silk hose, garter’d over knee. But, oh! the fatal thought, To Willy these were nought, Who rode to towns, Riffled with dragoons While the silly loon might have plunder’d me.
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# Watchman, Tell Us of the Night (Hymns:As a Sequel to Matins)

Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are. Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory beaming star. Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell? Traveler, yes – it brings the day, Promised day of Israel.
Watchman, tell us of the night; Higher yet that star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light, Peace and truth its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveler, ages are its own; See, it bursts o'er all the earth.
Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveler, lo! the Prince of Peace, Lo! the Son of God is come!
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# Watchman (1802)/The lucky escape

THE LUCKY ESCAPE
I That was once a ploughman a sailor am now, No lark that arose in the sky, E'er'flutter’d his wings to give speed to the plough, Was so gay and so careless as I. Was so, etc. But my friend was a carpenter on board a king’s ship, And he ask’d me to go just to sea for a trip, And he talk’d of such things as if sailors were kings. And so teazing did keep, And so teazing did keep, That I left my poor plough to go ploughing the deep, No longer the horn call’d me up in the morn, No longer the horn call’d me op in the morn, I trusted to the carpenter and the inconsistant wind, That made me for to go and leave my dear behind.
I did not much like to be on board of a ship, When in danger there’s no door to creep out;
I liked the jolly tars,I liked the bumbo and flip,
But I did not "like rocking about: By and by came a hurricane, I did not like that,
Next a battle that many a sailor laid flat Ah I cried I, who would roam, That like me had a home ; When i'd sow and I’d reap. Ere I'd left my poor plough, to go ploughing the deep, ​Where sweetly the Horn
Call’d me up in the morn, Ere I trusted the carpenter and the inconstant wind,
that made me for to go and leave my love behind.
At last safe I landed, and in a whole skin, Nor did I make aay long stay, Ere I found! by a friend who I asked for my kin Father dead, and my wife run away! Ah! who but thyself, said I, hast thou to blame? Wives losing their husbands oft lose their good name, Ah! why did I roam When so happy at home: I could sow and could reap, Ere I left my poor plough to go ploughing the deep: When so sweetly the horn Call’d me up in the morn, Curse light on the carpenter and the inconstant wind, That made me for to go and leave my dear behind.
Why, if that be the case, said this very same friend, And you been no more minded to roam, Gi'e’s a shake by the fist, all your care’s at an end Dad’s alive and your wife’s safe at home. Stark staring with joy, I leapt out of my skin, Buss' d my wife, mother, sister, and all of my kin: Now, cry’d I, let them roam, Who want a good home, I'am well, so I’ll keep, Nor again leave my plough to go ploughing the deep Once more shall the horn, Call me up in the morn, Nor shall any damn’d carpenter, nor inconstant wind, E’er tempt me for to go and leave my dear behind."
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# Water

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* The Water! The Water!, a poem by William Motherwell (1849)
* Water, a poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson (1904)
* "Water," by Eugene Pinckney Wightman in Popular Science Montly, Volume 84, March 1914 (1914)
* The Water, a poem by John Cowper Powys (1917)
* Water, a poem by Konstantin Dmitriyevich Balmont (1919)
* Water, a poem by Otakar Theer (1920)
# Watcher

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* The Watcher, a poem by Sarah Josepha Hale
* The Watchers, a poem by Ernest Favenc
* The Watchers, a work by Alfred Edward Woodley Mason
* The Watchers, a poem by Katharine Tynan
* The Watchers, a poem by John Greenleaf Whittier