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# Men-at-the-Bar/Walker, Frederick William

​Walker, Frederick William, M.A., late fellow and tutor Corpus Christi Coll., Oxon, Vinerian law scholar, B.A. 1853, went the Western circuit, head master of St. Paul's School, London, since 1876, of Manchester Grammar School 186‒–76, public examiner (in lit. hum. for honours) Oxford Univ. 1868–9, a student of Lincoln's Inn 21 April, 1855 (then aged 24), called to the bar 26 Jan., 1858 (eldest son of Thomas Walker, of Rugby); born , 1831.
    St. Paul's School, London.
# Men-at-the-Bar/Walford, Weston Styleman

​Walford, Weston Styleman, a student of the Middle Temple 18 Nov., 1823, called to the bar 27 Nov., 1829 (4th son of William Walford, of Stoke, near Clare, Suffolk, gent., dec.); born , .
    2, Piowden Buildings, Temple, E.C.
# Men-at-the-Bar/Walker, Charles Wentworth

​Walker, Charles Wentworth, B.A., St. John's Coll., Camb., 1853, a student of the Inner Temple 18 April, 1853 (then aged 24), called to the bar 26 Jan., 1856 (only son of Thomas Walker, of Newbridge, co. Staff.); born , 1829.
# Men-at-the-Bar/Walford, Cornelius

​Walford, Cornelius, author of The Insurance Handbook and The Insurance Cyclopædia and many other works, a student of the Middle Temple 8 Jan., 1858, called to the bar 17 Nov., 1860 (eldest son of Cornelius Walford, of Witham, Essex, naturalist); born 2 April, 1827; married 1st, , , Jane, dau. of Charles Malyon, of Witham, Essex; she died , 1863; he married 2ndly, 9 April, 1864, Eliza, eldest dau. of Thomas Beddall, Esq., of Finchingfield, Essex; she died , 1879; he married 3rdly, , 1883, Laura Julia, 2nd dau. of Thomas Cromelin, Esq., late of Finchley, Middlesex.
    86, Belsize Park Gardens, N.W.
# Men-at-the-Bar/Walker, Charles

​Walker, Charles, M.A. (late fellow), Trin. Coll., Camb., 1858, a student of Lincoln's Inn 12 Nov., 1853 (then aged 23), called to the bar 6 June, 1860 (3rd son of George James Alexander Walker, Esq., of Norton, co. Worcester); born , 1830; married 1st, 18 April, 1865, Mary Ellen, only dau. of Thomas Murhall-Griffith, Esq., of Ashgrove, Salop; she died 12 Aug., 1872; he married 2ndly, 4 Aug., 1875, Gertrude Mary Cornwall, eldest dau. of late Rev. Henry Cornwall Legh.
    35, Redcliffe Gardens, South Kensington, S.W.; 12, New Court, Lincoln's Inn, W.C.
# Men-at-the-Bar/Walker, Edward William

​Walker, Edward William, undergrad. Trin. Coll., Camb., from Harrow, a member of the Midland circuit, J.P. Notts, a student of Lincoln's Inn 11 Jan., 1866 (then aged 21) called to the bar 17 Nov., 1868 (eldest son of Sir Edward Samuel Walker, of Berry Hill, Notts); born 4 April, 1844; married , 1876, Elizabeth, youngest dau. of Thomas Ewell, Esq. (see Foster's Yorkshire Collection).
    5, Dean Street, Park Lane. W.; Junior Carlton Club.
# Men-at-the-Bar/Walford, Ambrose Berry

​Walford, Ambrose Berry, B.A., Trin. Coll., Camb., 1882, a student of Lincoln's Inn 20 Nov., 1879 (then aged 22), called to the bar 18 April, 1883 (only son of John Berry Walford, Esq., of Abergavenny, dec.); born 1857.
    6, Charles Street, Berkeley Square, W.
# Men-at-the-Bar/Walker, Arthur George

​Walker, Arthur George, a student of Lincoln's Inn 15 Jan., 1877 (then aged 34), called to the bar 17 Nov., 1879 (2nd son of George James Walker, late capt. 14th light dragoons); born , 1843.
    Teignmouth; 7, Stone Buildings, Lincoln's Inn, W.C.
# Men-at-the-Bar/Walker, Charles Oakleigh

​Walker, Charles Oakleigh, M.A., Trin. Coll., Camb., 1880, a student of the Inner Temple 13 June, 1877 (then aged 23), called to the bar 9 June, 1880 (only son of Charles James Walker, of Southsea); born , 1854.
    23, Stanley Gardens, Netting Hill, W.; 9, Stone Buildings, Lincoln's Inn. W.C.
# Monday or Tuesday

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Monday or Tuesday
By
VIRGINIA WOOLF
NEW YORK
HARCOURT, BRACE AND COMPANY
1921
COPYRIGHT, 1921, BY
HARCOURT, BRACE AND COMPANY, INC.
PRINTED IN THE U. S. A. BY
THE QUINN & BODEN COMPANY
RAHWAY, N. J.
CONTENTS
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Title
MONDAY OR TUESDAY
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# Motion of Abbé Sieyès

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# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/The Confidence of Alexander

THE CONFIDENCE OF ALEXANDER.
"HOW can'st thou sleep O King! devoid of fear,
"When dangers thicken, and when foes are near?
"How can'st thou sleep? They throng around thy rest,
"And scarce the arrow stays that wounds thy breast."
"And what think'st thou can harm my helpless head?
"My friend Parmenio watches near my bed."
But thou, O Christian, hast a firmer friend,
Who near thy steps, and o'er thy couch does bend;
So rise securely, and securely sleep,
For ever at thy side, that watchful guard shall keep.
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/The Conflagration at Washington

THE CONFLAGRATION AT WASHINGTON.
WHAT sounds are these, that on the hollow blast
Of startled midnight reach the list'ning ear?
They seem like shouts of conquest, join'd with shrieks
Of mad despair, and the confusion wild
Of those that fear or fly. And see the flames
In spiry columns burst thro' wreaths of smoke
Redd'ning the brow of night. O scene of woe!
That pile superb, whose lofty dome arose
With pomp and pride, aspiring to the skies,
Whose spacious halls once shone, with all that art
Or wealth could give, to dazzle and adorn,
A blazing pyramid of fire is seen.
Now its last ray illumes the glowing heavens,
Darts, sickens, and expires. What ruthless hand
Could spread the flames of vengeance, thus to blast,
Destroy, and desolate. Embers conceal'd
Of hatred and disunion, cherish'd long
By treachery's secret breath, and madly fir'd
By the wild torch of rashness, sprung to life.
Eternal Justice saw, and was incens'd;
And suffer'd them to rage; and lo! the flame
Has caught our fairest domes; it burns—it spreads,
And who shall quench it? Or with pow'rless strain,
Or hand so weak as mine, shall dare to paint
The horrors of that scene? The costly pile
Sinking in sheets of fire, and clouds of smoke;
The haste of flight, the agony of fear;
Pale apprehension, shuddering regret,
And misery, and tears? Ah! who shall bear
These shameful tidings, to our distant foes,
Nor shrink with anguish at his Country's wound? Who, to the nations of the earth, shall tell
Her infamy, who once with noble front
Rank'd high among them? Who of all her sons
Can bear to gaze upon her eye, and say,
"Thy beauty is destroy'd, thy strength is slain?"
And when in future days, with downcast eyes,
Around these blacken'd walls they lingering stray,
And trace the mouldering ruins, and exclaim,
With pausing wonder, "Tell us, why was this?"
The burning blush will dye the hearer's cheek,
Grief chain the tongue! Then let oblivion's veil
In deepest folds forever shroud the scene!
Snatch the recording pen, from him who seeks
To make memorial of his country's shame;
From her stain'd annals rend the page unblest;
Break off th' unfinished lay; bid memory sleep,
Or hide her tablet from a future age.
Yet Oh! my Country! Who can hide thy loss?
Forget thy wounds, or mitigate thy woe?
Around is darkness, and within is pain;
Then let us look above! There is a ray
That gleams from thence, an angel voice that cries, "Lift up the eye of faith; there yet remains
"Hope for the righteous; for the weary, rest;
"For the oppressor, vengeance." Still there reigns
A Judge Supreme, whom nothing can elude.
And though his step is sometimes on the deeps,
Shrouded in darkness, all his ways are peace,
Are wisdom, truth, and mercy. Tho' his throne
Is canopied with clouds, yet the meek eye,
Now drown'd in tears, and dim with mists of time,
Shall see, at last, its base was ever fix'd
On righteousness, and everlasting love.
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/Sabbath Morning

SABBATH MORNING.
CANST thou let thy spirit lie
Cold with inactivity;
Canst thou press thy couch of rest,
Cherish torpor in thy breast,
On the day thy God has chose,
On the day thy Saviour rose?
Break the seal that binds thine eyes,
Sleeper! from thy sleep arise!
Wake, as morning wakes from night,
Rise, and Christ shall give thee light.
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/The Anniversary of the Destruction of the Richmond Theatre

THE ANNIVERSARY OF THE DESTRUCTION OF THE RICHMOND THEATRE
WHENCE were those sounds that swept upon the gale,
And swell'd with echoes strange the troubled air?
They seem'd like sorrow's agonizing wail,
The shriek of woe, the moaning of despair.
Where is that lofty pile with arches long,
And ample walls, and oft frequented door,
Whose evening tapers lur'd a sprightly throng,
To taste the pleasures of dramatic lore?
Oh, spare the dread recital! Let the stones
Which the still glowing embers half conceal,
Those blackened ruins, and those calcin'd bones.
The truth, that mocks the aid of speech, reveal.
The polish'd hand, the heav'n illumin'd face,
The eye that spoke the feelings of the soul,
The brow of beauty, and the form of grace,
Lie scorch'd and shrivell'd, like a parching scroll.
For while the unfolding plan, the changeful part,
With hope, or fear, alternate mark'd the mien,
At once! a real terror fill'd the heart,
And bursting flames involved the mimic scene.
And pressing on, where sinking columns blaz'd,
Through folding clouds of suffocating smoke,
And rushing o'er the fall'n, with breathless haste,
The frenzied croud, in wild confusion broke.
The speechless father like a maniac mov'd,
His fainting daughter clasping to his breast,
The youth in anguish bore the maid he lov'd,
But death and agony must shade the rest.
O scene of horror! Night of deep despair!
How each gay prospect, clad in fairest light,
Fades at the storm of grief, or cloud of care,
And sinks oblivious, in the gloom of night!
O bliss of earth! How bright and insincere;
Unworthy of the pains we all bestow!
The proudest hopes that deck this dazzling sphere
But tempt the blast, and urge the darts of woe.
Then let us seek the joys of heavenly birth,
Which the fierce flame, that lights the day of doom,
And melts the basis of the solid earth,
May purify, but never can consume.
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/The Careless Heart

THE CARELESS HEART.
SAY, can'st thou tell me what is like the heart,
That cold and careless ne'er performs its part?
A garden, left neglected, waste, and bare,
Where light the wandering people of the air,
To catch the scattered seed that moulders there.
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/Reflection

REFLECTION.
AS I pensively sat at the close of the day,
 When its cares, and its labours were o'er,
To muse on the tracks of my wandering way,  Or the path I had yet to explore:
It seem'd on the lip of the evening, there sigh'd
 A warbling and tremulous tone,
As if the soft stream, in its murmuring tide,
 Had call'd to the stars as they shone.
"Set not on the things of the earth your delight,
 Nor give to its pleasures your heart;
Lest you sigh at their wounding, or mourn for their flight,
 Or sink as you see them depart.
And then shall your spirit so anxious repose,
 And then shall your heart be at peace,
In the grave, where your wearisome journey shall close,
 In heaven, where your sorrows shall cease."
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/Request

REQUEST.
OH, may my future hours be given
To peace—to wisdom, and to heaven,
My hopes disdain a mortal birth,
My joys ascend above the earth,
My steps retrace the path they trod,
My heart be fix'd alone on God.
So, when the scenes of time shall fade,
And life's frail lamp be dark with shade,
A seraph's voice shall sooth my breast,
And lead me where the weary rest.
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/The Adieu

THE ADIEU.
THE evening moon was bright and fair,
The dews of Spring had chill'd the air;
And as I pac'd the gloomy shade,
The dark rock hanging o'er my head,
I thought a mournful spirit said,
 Adieu! Adieu!
And sad, my heart with echoing tone
Sigh'd back again the closing moan;
The hour, by fate's dark curtain hid,
Comes gliding on, the shades amid,
When I, to all I love must bid,
 Adieu! Adieu!
Ye, who have strove to lead my youth,
In ways of wisdom, ways of truth,
Have sooth'd my heart, or charm'd my ear,
Companions sacred, friends sincere,
Instructors, parents, guardians dear,
 Adieu! Adieu!
Ye scenes in nature's hues array'd,
The glowing dawn, the twilight shade,
The dews of morning, blaze of noon,
Ye sparkling stars, and pale-fac'd moon,
And fount of light resplendent sun,
 Adieu! Adieu!
I journey to a blissful spot,
Where your fair light is needed not;
And through the vale of deathful gloom,
And through the darkness of the tomb,
I hasten to a better home,
 Adieu! Adieu!
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/Regard due to the Feelings of Others

REGARD DUE TO THE FEELINGS OF OTHERS.
THERE is a plant that in its cell,
 All trembling seems to stand,
And bend its stalk, and fold its leaves,
 From each approaching hand.
And thus there is a conscious nerve,
 Within the human breast,
That from the rash or careless hand,  Shrinks, and retires—distrest.
The pressure rude, the touch severe,  Will raise within the mind,
A nameless thrill, a secret tear,  A torture undefin'd.
O you, who are by nature form'd,
 Each thought refin'd to know,
Repress the word, the glance, that wakes
 That trembling nerve to woe.
And be it still your joy to raise
 The trembler from the shade,
To bind the broken, and to heal
 The wounds you never made.
When e'er you see the feeling mind,
 Oh, let this care begin,
And though the cell be rude or low,  Respect the guest within.
# Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/The Birth Day of a Young Lady, who had Recently Lost her Mother

THE BIRTH DAY OF A YOUNG LADY, WHO HAD RECENTLY LOST HER MOTHER.
THIS op'ning year, this rising day,
 Of pensive thought, and grateful joy,
Might well for you awake the lay,
 And still a better lay employ.
Could I but pour the strain of praise,
 That sighs so soft on beauty's ear, The tribute due to wit, and grace,
 How justly were they offer'd here.
But no, a rude, unpolish'd strain,
 Presumes the mental charm to trace,
And mark how virtue's youthful train
 May fill a parent's vacant place.
Mark how around that urn they glide,
 With beams like morning radiance clear: That urn which drank the recent tide
 Of sad affection's filial tear.
To you, those younger plants shall spread.
 As round their fair maternal stem.
To you, shall raise the blooming head,
 And ope the fair, unfolding gem.
May each its future path explore,
 Like those pure streams which gently lave, Unchecked, unstain'd, some verdant shore,
 And join in peace their parent wave.
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# Miller v. California (540 U.S. 1009)/Opinion of the Court

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Certiorari denied.
# Miller v. Clark

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United States Supreme Court
138 U.S. 223
Miller v. Clark
W. B. Stoddard, for the motion.
Simeon E. Baldwin and J. M. Buckingham, in opposition.
BLATCHFORD, J.

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# Miller v. City of Milwaukee

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United States Supreme Court
272 U.S. 713
Miller v. City of Milwaukee
Argued: Dec. 13, 1926. --- Decided: Jan 3, 1927
Mr. A. W. Schutz, of Milwaukee, Wis., for plaintiffs in error.
Messrs. Walter J. Mattison and John M. Niven, both of Milwaukee, Wis., for defendant in error.
Mr. Justice HOLMES delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Miller v. Courtnay/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
152 U.S. 172
Miller v. Courtnay
This was an action of ejectment, and in such an action in a federal court the legal title prevails. As the proceedings in the action in the Lancaster county district court, from the service of the summons upon Luke Lavender to the confirmation of the sale to Martha i. Courtnay and the execution of the sheriff's deed, were confessedly regular in form, the legal title passed thereby to her. If it be true, as claimed by plaintiff's counsel, that the quit-claim deeds to Miller in 1883 conveyed 'every equitable and legal right held by Lavender in this land at the time,' it is difficult to perceive how Lavender, in 1884, could maintain any suit to set aside such sale and deed. But, beyond this, there was nothing in the proceedings, including the decree in the case of Lavender against Atkins, Martha I. Courtnay, and this defendant, which ever, even for a single moment, operated to transfer the legal title back from Mrs. Courtnay to Lavender. The petition in that case admitted the regularity of the proceedings in the prior action as to matter of form, did not question the fact that the legal title had thereby passed to her, and only insisted on the equitable right to redeem by virtue of the alleged misconduct. The decree gave a right to redeem, but provided that, if no redemption was made, the title of Mrs. Courtnay should be quieted. The conditions of redemption prescribed in the decree were never performed, and under an agreement involving other matters, and upon a consideration paid by a party other than the then owner, Mrs. Courtnay, the decree was, be consent of the parties, modified, and even the conditional right to redeem denied. Surely, it needs no argument to show that the legal title, once vested in Mrs. Courtnay, is not shifted backward and forward by the changing terms of a decree which gave, and then denied, a right to redeem.
It is unnecessary to go into any further consideration of this case. The legal title which passed to Mrs. Courtnay by thesaid sale and sheriff's deed was not divested by the subsequent decree or any action taken thereunder, and the plaintiff never acquired the legal title by his quitclaim dees. The judgment is affirmed.

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# Miller v. Dale

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United States Supreme Court
92 U.S. 473
Miller v. Dale
ERROR to the Supreme Court of the State of California.
Mr. S. O. Houghton for the plaintiffs in error.
Mr. Jeremiah S. Black, contra.
MR. JUSTICE FIELD delivered the opinion of the court.

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# My Secret Life/Volume 5

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# My Secret Life/Volume 8

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# My Secret Life/Volume 6

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# My Secret Life/Volume 9

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# My Shadow (Stevenson)

"I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me"
* "My Shadow" in A Child's Garden of Verses (1885)
* "My Shadow" in Poems That Every Child Should Know (1904), edited by Mary Elizabeth Burt
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# My Secret Life/Volume 3

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# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 55

55. If, therefore, ye despise marriages of sons of men, from which to beget sons of men, love ye with your whole heart Him, Who is fair of form above the sons of men; ye have leisure; your heart is free from marriage bonds. Gaze on the Beauty of your Lover: think of Him equal to the Father, made subject also to His Mother: ruling even in the heavens, and serving upon the earth: creating all things, created among all things. That very thing, which in Him the proud mock at, gaze on, how fair it is: with inward eyes gaze on the wounds of Him hanging, the scars of Him rising again, the blood of Him dying, the price of him that believes, the gain of Him that redeems. Consider of how great value these are, weigh them in the scales of Charity; and whatever of love ye had to expend upon your marriages, pay back to Him.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 56

56. It is well that He seeks your beauty within, where He hath given unto you power to become daughters of God: He seeks not of you a fair flesh, but fair conduct, whereby to bridle also the flesh. He is not one unto Whom any one can lie concerning you, and make him rage through jealousy. See with how great security ye love Him, Whom ye fear not to offend by false suspicions. Husband and wife love each other, in that they see each other: and what they see not, that they fear between themselves: nor have they sure delight in what is visible, while in what is concealed they usually suspect what is not. Ye in Him, Whom ye see not with the eyes, and behold by faith, neither have what is real to blame, nor fear lest haply ye offend Him by what is false. If therefore ye should owe great love to husbands, Him, for Whose sake ye would not have husbands, how greatly ought ye to love? Let Him be fixed in your whole heart, Who for you was fixed on the Cross: let Him possess in your soul all that, whatever it be, that ye would not have occupied by marriage. It is not lawful for you to love little Him, for Whose sake ye have not loved even what were lawful. So loving Him Who is meek and lowly of heart, I have no fear for you of pride.

## Footnotes

* ↑ John i. 12