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# Gargantua/Chapter XVIII
## How Janotus de Bragmardo was sent to Gargantua to recover the great bells

Master Janotus, with his hair cut round like a dish a la Caesarine, in his most antique accoutrement liripipionated with a graduate's hood, and having sufficiently antidoted his stomach with oven-marmalades, that is, bread and holy water of the cellar, transported himself to the lodging of Gargantua, driving before him three red-muzzled beadles, and dragging after him five or six artless masters, all thoroughly bedaggled with the mire of the streets. At their entry Ponocrates met them, who was afraid, seeing them so disguised, and thought they had been some masquers out of their wits, which moved him to inquire of one of the said artless masters of the company what this mummery meant. It was answered him, that they desired to have their bells restored to them. As soon as Ponocrates heard that, he ran in all haste to carry the news unto Gargantua, that he might be ready to answer them, and speedily resolve what was to be done. Gargantua being advertised hereof, called apart his schoolmaster Ponocrates, Philotimus, steward of his house, Gymnastes, his esquire, and Eudemon, and very summarily conferred with them, both of what he should do and what answer he should give. They were all of opinion that they should bring them unto the goblet-office, which is the buttery, and there make them drink like roysters and line their jackets soundly. And that this cougher might not be puffed up with vain-glory by thinking the bells were restored at his request, they sent, whilst he was chopining and plying the pot, for the mayor of the city, the rector of the faculty, and the vicar of the church, unto whom they resolved to deliver the bells before the sophister had propounded his commission. After that, in their hearing, he should pronounce his gallant oration, which was done; and they being come, the sophister was brought in full hall, and began as followeth, in coughing.
# Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volume 37 1835/The Huguenot's Farewell

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 37, Page 238
THE HUGUENOT'S FAREWELL.
BY MRS HEMANS.
I stand upon the threshold stone
 Of mine ancestral hall;
I hear my native river moan;
 I see the night o'er my old forests fall.
I look round on the darkening vale,
 That saw my childhood's plays:
The low wind in its rising wail
 Hath a strange tone, a sound of other days.
But I must rule my swelling breast:
 A sign is in the sky;
Bright o'er yon grey rock's eagle nest
 Shines forth a warning star—it bids me fly.
My father's sword is in my hand,
 His deep voice haunts mine ear;
He tells me of the noble band,
 Whose lives have left a brooding glory here.
He bids their offspring guard from stain
 Their pure and lofty faith;
And yield up all things, to maintain
 The cause, for which they girt themselves to death.
And I obey.—I leave their towers
 Unto the stranger's tread;
Unto the creeping grass and flowers;
 Unto the fading pictures of the dead.
I leave their shields to slow decay,
 Their banners to the dust;
I go, and only bear away
 Their old, majestic name,—a solemn trust!
I go up to the ancient hills,
 Where chains may never be,
Where leap in joy the torrent rills,
 Where man may worship God, alone and free.
There shall an altar and a camp
 Impregnantly arise;
There shall be lit a quenchless lamp,
 To shine, unwavering, through the open skies.
And song shall midst the rocks be heard,
 And fearless prayer ascend;
While, thrilling to God's holy word,
 The mountain pines in adoration bend.
And there the burning heart no more
 Its deep thought shall suppress,
But the long buried truth shall pour
 Free currents thence, amidst the wilderness.
Then fare thee well, my mother's bower,
 Farewell, my father's hearth;
Perish, my home! where lawless power
 Hath rent the tie of love to native earth.
Perish! let deathlike silence fall
 Upon the lone abode:
Spread fast, dark ivy, spread thy pall:—  I go up to the mountains, with my God.
# Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volumes 21 and 22 1827/Song of Emigration

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 22, Pages 32
SONG OF EMIGRATION.
There was heard a song on the chiming sea,
A mingled breathing of grief and glee;
Man's voice, unbroken by sighs, was there,
Filling with triumph the sunny air;
Of fresh green lands, and of pastures new,
It sang, while the bark through the surges flew.
 But ever and anon
 A murmur of farewell
 Told, by its plaintive tone,
 That from woman's lip it fell.
"Away, away, o'er the foaming main!"
—This was the free and the joyful strain–
"There are clearer skies than ours afar,
We will shape our course by a brighter star;
There are plains whose verdure no foot hath press'd,
And whose wealth is all for the first brave guest."
 "But alas! that we should go,"
 Sang the farewell voices then,
 "From the homesteads warm and low,
 By the brook and in the glen."
"We will rear new homes, under trees that glow
As if gems were the fruitage of every bough;
O'er our white walls we will train the vine,
And sit in its shadow at day's decline,
And watch our herds, as they range at will
Through the green savannas, all bright and still."
 "But woe for that sweet shade
 Of the flowering orchard trees,
 Where first our children play'd
 Midst the birds and honey-bees!"
"All, all our own shall the forests be,
As to the bound of the roe-buck free!
None shall say, "Hither, no farther pass!"
We will track each step through the wavy grass!
We will chase the Elk in his speed and might,
And bring proud spoils to the hearth at night.”
 "But oh! the grey church tower,
 And the sound of the Sabbath bell,
 And the shelter'd garden bower—
 We have bid them all farewell!"
"We will give the names of our fearless race
To each bright river whose course we trace;
We will leave our memory with mounts and floods,
And the path of our daring in boundless woods,
And our works unto many a lake's green shore,
Where the Indian graves lay alone before"
 "But who will teach the flowers,
 Which our children loved, to dwell
 In a soil that is not ours?
 —Home, home, and friends, farewell!"
F. H.
# Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volume 38 1835/A Sabbath Sonnet

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 38, Page 96
SABBATH SONNET.
COMPOSED BY MRS HEMANS A FEW DAYS BEFORE HER DEATH, AND DEDICATED TO HER BROTHER.
How many blessed groups this hour are bending
Through England's primrose meadow paths their way
Toward spire and tower, 'midst shadowy elms ascending,
Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallowed day.
The Halls from old heroic ages grey
Pour their fair children forth; and hamlets low,
With whose thick orchard-blooms the soft winds play,
Send out their inmates in a happy flow,
Like a freed vernal stream. I may not tread
With them those pathways,—to the feverish bed
Of sickness bound;—yet, oh my God! I bless
Thy mercy, that with Sabbath peace hath filled
My chastened heart, and all its throbbings stilled
To one deep calm of lowliest thankfulness.
# Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volumes 21 and 22 1827

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Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volumes 21 and 22 1827
Compiled By Peter J. Bolton
Contents
| | Page |
| The Homes of England | Vol 21 - 392 |
| Song of Emigration | Vol 22 - 32 |
| Woman on the Field of Battle | Vol 22 - 585-586 |
| To the Memory of Lord Charles Murray | Vol 22 - 586 |
| The Death Day of Körner | Vol 22 - 730 |
# Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volume 38 1835

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Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volume 38 1835
Compiled By Peter J. Bolton
Contents
| | Page |
| A Sabbath Sonnet | 96 |
| Obituary | 96-97 |
# Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volumes 21 and 22 1827/The Death Day of Körner

This poem was added to later editions of Songs of the Affections.
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 22, Page 730
THE DEATH-DAY OF KÖRNER.*
A song for the death-day of the brave—
 A song of pride!
The youth went down to a hero's grave,
 With the sword, his bride.†
He went, with his noble heart unworn,
 And pure, and high;
An eagle stooping from clouds of morn,
 Only to die!
He went with the lyre, whose lofty tone
 Beneath his hand
Had thrill'd to the name of his God alone,
 And his Father-land.
And with all his glorious feelings yet
 In their first glow,
Like a southern stream that no frost hath met
 To chain its flow.
A song for the death-day of the brave—
 A song of pride! For him that went to a hero's grave,
 With the sword, his bride.
He hath left a voice in his trumpet-lays
 To turn the flight,
And a guiding spirit for after days,
 Like a watch-fire's light.
And a grief in his father's soul to rest,
 Midst all high thought,
And a memory unto his mother's breast,
 With healing fraught.
And a name and fame above the blight
 Of earthly breath,
Beautiful—beautiful and bright,
 In life and death!
A song for the death-day of the brave—
 A song of pride!
For him that went to a hero's grave,
 With the sword, his bride!
F. H.
* ↑ * On reading part of a letter from Körner's father, addressed to Mr Richardson, the translator of his works, in which he speaks of "the death-day of his son."
* ↑ † See the Sword-song, composed on the morning of his death.
# Felicia Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Volumes 21 and 22 1827/The Homes of England

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 21, Pages 392
THE HOMES OF ENGLAND.
————A land of peace,
Where yellow fields unspoil'd, and pastures green,
Mottled with herds and flocks, who crop secure
Their native herbage, nor have ever known
A stranger's stall, smile gladly.
See through its tufted alleys to Heaven's roof
The curling smoke of quiet dwellings rise.
Joanna Baillie.
The stately Homes of England,
 How beautiful they stand!
Amidst their tall ancestral trees,
 O'er all the pleasant land!
The deer across their green-sward bound,
 Through shade and sunny gleam;
And the swan glides past them with the sound
 Of some rejoicing stream.
The merry Homes of England!
 Around their hearths by night
What gladsome looks of household love
 Meet in the ruddy light!
There woman's voice flows forth in song,
 Or childhood's tale is told;
Or lips move tunefully along
 Some glorious page of old.
The blessed Homes of England!
 How softly on their bowers
Is laid the holy quietness
 That breathes from Sabbath-hours!
Solemn, yet sweet, the church-bell's chime
 Floats through their woods at morn;
All other sounds, in that still time,
 Of breeze and leaf are born.
The Cottage-Homes of England!
 By thousands, on her plains,
They are smiling o'er the silvery brooks,
 And round the hamlet-fanes.
Through glowing orchards forth they peep.
 Each from its nook of leaves,
And fearless there they lowly sleep,
 As the bird beneath their eaves.
The free, fair Homes of England!
 Long, long, in hut and hall,
May hearts of native proof be rear’d,
 To guard each hallow'd wall!
And green for ever be the groves,
 And bright the flowery sod,
Where first the child's glad spirit loves
 Its Country and its God!
F. H.
# Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company

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# Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company (106 U.S. 429)

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United States Supreme Court
106 U.S. 429
Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company
This is an appeal from the following decree in a suit for the forclosure of certain deeds of trust in the nature of mortgages to secure the payment of money:
'The cause came on to be heard upon the pleadings and proofs therein, and having been submitted by the counsel of the respective parties and duly considered by the court, and it appearing to the court that said defendant, Albert Grant, is not entitled to any relief under his cross-bill in this cause; that the plaintiff is the holder and owner of the several obligations of said Grant, secured by the deeds of trust on the real estate prayed in the original bill of complaint herein to be sold for the payment of the indebtedness thereon, and mentioned and set forth in the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth paragraphs of said bill; that said Grant has made default in the payment of his said obligations, on which he is indebted to the plaintiff in large sums of money, with long arrearages of interest; that said Grant has not paid taxes on said real estate for a number of years, and the same are in arrears for upwards of $20,000; that said indebtedness of said defendant, Grant, to the plaintiff largely exceeds the value of said real estate, and that the plaintiff has no personal security for its said debt; it is this second day of March, A. D. 1882, ordered, adjudged, and decreed that this cause be, and the same hereby is, referred to the auditor of the court to state the account between the plaintiff and the defendant, Albert Grant; the amount due under said several deeds of trust on said real estate prayed to be sold in said bill; the amounts due said judgment and mechanic's lien creditors referred to in said bill; whether the same are liens upon any of said real estate; the relative priorities of the claims of said creditors and the plaintiff, and the value of the said real estate,-all from the proofs in this cause, except as to said mechanic's lien,-and report the same to this court. And said auditor shall further ascertain and report to this court the amount due for taxes in arrears on said real estate, and whether the same or any part thereof has been sold for taxes, and if so, when, for what taxes, for what amount, and to whom.'
To this was added an order appointing a receiver to take possession of the property, make leases, etc.
Wm. A. Meloy, for appellant.
W. F. Mattingly and R. T. Merrick, for appellee.
WAITE, C. J.

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# Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company Grant

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120 U.S. 271
Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company Grant
H. W. Blair, for appellants.
Wm. F. Mattingly and M. F. Morris, for appellees.
Waite, C. J.

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# Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company (121 U.S. 105)

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121 U.S. 105
Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company
[ J. E. McDonald and Henry W. Blair, for appellant.
M. F. Morris and Wm. F. Mattingly, for appellee.
BLATCHFORD, J.

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# Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company Grant/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
120 U.S. 271
Grant v. Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Company Grant
We find that the cost of printing the record in
No. 165 has been................... $1,
And that the estimated clerk's fees in the same case are
In all,............................ $2,
(1) To the printer,.......... $
(2) To the clerk,............. 400.
Which the appellant represents himself as unable to pay, and the printer will not allow the requisite number of the printed copies to be delivered for use at the hearing until his claim is satisfied. The money in the hands of the receiver has been collected from the rents of the mortgaged property during the pendency of the suit. We therefore direct that there be paid by the receiver to the clerk of this court the sum of $1,275, to be by him used in payment of the amount now due for printing the record, and the amount of his own taxable fees in the case, not already paid by the appellant. A copy of this order may be certified to the court below, so that it may be carried into effect by an appropriate order of that court upon the receiver.
The motion papers now on file do not show that the matters involved in the appeal in No. 1,201 are of a character to make it proper to direct that the clerk's costs and the expense of printing the record in that case be paid by the receiver. Except as to the payment of clerk's fees and printer's charges in No. 165 as above, the motions are overruled.

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# Germania Insurance Company v. State of Wisconsin/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
119 U.S. 473
Germania Insurance Company v. State of Wisconsin
The order to that effect is consequently affirmed.

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# Germania

The Germania, written by the Roman historian Tacitus around 98 CE and originally entitled On the Origin and Situation of the Germanic Peoples (Latin: De Origine et situ Germanorum), was a historical and ethnographic work on the Germanic tribes outside the Roman Empire.
English-language translations of Germania include:
* Germania (1876), translated by Alfred John Church and William Jackson Brodribb
* Tacitus on Germany (1910), translated by Thomas Gordon (Project Gutenberg)
# Germann v. United States

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389 U.S. 329
Germann v. United States
Louis Bender, Lloyd A. Hale, New York City, of counsel, for petitioner.
Solicitor General Griswold, Assistant Attorney General Vinson, Ralph S. Spritzer, Beatrice Rosenberg and Paul C. Summitt, for the United States.
On petition for writ of certiorari to the United States Court of Appeals for the Second Circuit.
PER CURIAM.

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# Flint and Feather (1914)/Part 2/The City and the Sea

THE CITY AND THE SEA
I
Purse-proud and scornful, on her heights she stands, And at her feet the great white moaning sea Shoulders incessantly the grey-gold sands,— One the Almighty's child since time began, And one the might of Mammon, born of clods; For all the city is the work of man, But all the sea is God's.
II
Lies cursed of one and by the other blest: Her staring eyes, her long drenched hair, her gown, Sea-laved and soiled and dank above her breast. She, image of her God since life began, She, but the child of Mammon, born of clods, Her broken body spoiled and spurned of man, But her sweet soul is God's.
# Flint and Feather (1914)/Part 2/The Quill Worker

THE QUILL WORKER
Plains, plains, and the prairie land which the sunlight floods and fills, To the north the open country, southward the Cyprus Hills; Never a bit of woodland, never a rill that flows, Only a stretch of cactus beds, and the wild, sweet prairie rose; Never a habitation, save where in the far south-west A solitary tepee lifts its solitary crest, Where Neykia in the doorway, crouched in the red sunshine, Broiders her buckskin mantle with the quills of the porcupine.
Neykia, the Sioux chief's daughter, she with the foot that flies, She with the hair of midnight and the wondrous midnight eyes, She with the deft brown fingers, she with the soft, slow smile, She with the voice of velvet and the thoughts that dream the while,— "Whence come the vague to-morrows? Where do the yesters fly? What is beyond the border of the prairie and the sky?
Does the maid in the Land of Morning sit in the red sunshine, Broidering her buckskin mantle with the quills of the porcupine?"
So Neykia, in the westland, wonders and works away, Far from the fret and folly of the "Land of Waking Day." And many the pale-faced trader who stops at the tepee door For a smile from the sweet, shy worker, and a sigh when the hour is o'er. For they know of a young red hunter who oftentimes has stayed To rest and smoke with her father, tho' his eyes were on the maid; And the moons will not be many ere she in the red sunshine Will broider his buckskin mantle with the quills of the porcupine.
# Flint and Feather (1914)/Part 2/The Sleeping Giant

THE SLEEPING GIANT
(THUNDER BAY, LAKE SUPERIOR)
When did you sink to your dreamless sleep Out there in your thunder bed? Where the tempests sweep, And the waters leap, And the storms rage overhead.
Were you lying there on your couch alone Ere Egypt and Rome were born? Ere the Age of Stone, Or the world had known The Man with the Crown of Thorn.
The winds screech down from the open west, And the thunders beat and break On the amethyst Of your rugged breast,— But you never arise or wake.
You have locked your past, and you keep the key In your heart 'neath the westing sun, Where the mighty sea And its shores will be Storm-swept till the world is done.
# Flint and Feather (1914)/Part 2/Prairie Greyhounds

PRAIRIE GREYHOUNDS
C.P.R. "No. 1," WESTBOUND
The world of prairie, the world of plain, The world of promise and hope and gain, The world of gold, and the world of grain, And the world of the willing hand.
I carry the brave and bold— The one who works for the nation's bread, The one whose past is a thing that's dead, The one who battles and beats ahead, And the one who goes for gold.
I swing to the "Land to Be," I am the power that laid its floors, I am the guide to its western stores, I am the key to its golden doors, That open alone to me.
C.P.R. "No. 2," EASTBOUND
The grey old east with its grey old seas, The land of leisure, the land of ease, The land of flowers and fruits and trees, And the place where we were born.
Freighted with wealth I come; For he who many a moon has spent Far out west on adventure bent, With well-worn pick and a folded tent, Is bringing his bullion home.
I never will be renowned, As my twin that swings to the western marts, For I am she of the humbler parts, But I am the joy of the waiting hearts; For I am the Homeward-bound.