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# Epistle to Dr. Blacklock

Epistle To Dr. Blacklock
Ellisland, 21st Oct., 1789
Wow, but your letter made me vauntie!
And are ye hale, and weel and cantie?
I ken'd it still, your wee bit jauntie
Wad bring ye to:
Lord send you aye as weel's I want ye!
And then ye'll do.
The ill-thief blaw the Heron south!
And never drink be near his drouth!
He tauld myself by word o' mouth,
He'd tak my letter;
I lippen'd to the chiel in trouth,
And bade nae better.
But aiblins, honest Master Heron
Had, at the time, some dainty fair one
To ware this theologic care on,
And holy study;
And tired o' sauls to waste his lear on,
E'en tried the body.
But what d'ye think, my trusty fere,
I'm turned a gauger-Peace be here!
Parnassian queans, I fear, I fear,
Ye'll now disdain me!
And then my fifty pounds a year
Will little gain me.
Ye glaikit, gleesome, dainty damies,
Wha, by Castalia's wimplin streamies,
Lowp, sing, and lave your pretty limbies,
Ye ken, ye ken,
That strang necessity supreme is
'Mang sons o' men.
I hae a wife and twa wee laddies;
They maun hae brose and brats o' duddies;
Ye ken yoursels my heart right proud is-
I need na vaunt
But I'll sned besoms, thraw saugh woodies,
Before they want.
Lord help me thro' this warld o' care!
I'm weary sick o't late and air!
Not but I hae a richer share
Than mony ithers;
But why should ae man better fare,
And a' men brithers?
Come, Firm Resolve, take thou the van,
Thou stalk o' carl-hemp in man!
And let us mind, faint heart ne'er wan
A lady fair:
Wha does the utmost that he can,
Will whiles do mair.
But to conclude my silly rhyme
(I'm scant o' verse and scant o' time),
To make a happy fireside clime
To weans and wife,
That's the true pathos and sublime
Of human life.
My compliments to sister Beckie,
And eke the same to honest Lucky;
I wat she is a daintie chuckie,
As e'er tread clay;
And gratefully, my gude auld cockie,
I'm yours for aye.
Robert Burns.
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# Encyclopædia Britannica, Ninth Edition/Forchheim

See also Forchheim on Wikipedia; Forchheim in the 11th edition; and the disclaimer.
​FORCHHEIM, a fortified town of Bavaria, circle of Upper Franconia, is situated near the junction of the Wiesent with the Regnitz, 16 miles S.S.E. of Bamberg. It has a castle, a collegiate and two other churches, a synagogue, a monastery, and a hospital. Its industries include brewing, tanning, soap-boiling, and glass manufacture. Forchheim is of very early origin. Charlemagne transplanted thither in 804 a number of Saxons from the Elbe, and made it an important commercial entrepôt. In the 9th and 10th centuries many assemblies, both of the princes and the kingdom, were held at Forchheim, and in 890 a council of the church. In 1007 it was presented by the emperor Henry II. to the newly founded bishopric of Bemberg, but in 1040 Henry III. united it again to the kingdom. Henry IV., however, again presented it to the bishopric of Bemberg, with which it remained till 1802, when it came into the possession of Bavaria. In 1552 it was captured by the Margrave Albert of Brandenburg, and in 1634 besieged by Bernhard of Wiemar. Its fortifications were restored in 1791. On the 6th and 7th August 1796 a battle took place near it between the French and Austrians, when the French held possession of the field. Forchheim ceased to occupy the position of a fortified town after 1838. The population in 1875 numbered 3847.
# Encyclopædia Britannica, Ninth Edition/Fort Wayne

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FORT WAYNE, or, as it is sometimes called, “Summit City,” a city of the United States, at the head of Allen county, Indiana, situated 751 miles W. of New York and 102 N.E. of Indianopolis, at the junction of the St Joseph and the St Mary, which form what is known as the Maumee River. The Wabash and Erie canal passes through the town, and no fewer than eight railway lines branch out from it in various directions. Besides the extensive works maintained by several of the railway companies for the building of carriages, &c., there are a number of engineering establishments, planing mills, flour mills, and tanneries, sash and door works, and a woollen factory. The churches are twenty-seven in all; the educational institutions comprise a high school, a normal school, a Methodist college (founded in 1846), the Concordia Lutheran college (founded in 1850), and two public libraries; and among the other public buildings may be mentioned the court-house, the county jail, the city hospital, and the orphans home. Interior communication is facilitated by six miles of tramway lines. In the early part of the 18th century the French established a trading port on the site of the present city, which took its name, however, from a British fort erected in 1794 by General Wayne. The town was laid out in 1825, but did not become of much importance till the opening of the Wabash and Erie canal in 1840. In that year it attained the rank of a city, though its inhabitants numbered only 2080. By 1850 they had increased to 4282, by 1860 to 10,388, and by 1870 to 17,718.
# Encyclopædia Britannica, Ninth Edition/Formia

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FORMIA (formerly Mola Gaëta or Castelmola), a town of Italy, in the province of Caserta, beautifully situated near the ancient Via Appia, on the innermost recess of the Gulf of Gaëta. The surrounding country is occupied with vineyards, olive plantations, and fruit gardens. Formia occupies the site of the ancient Formiæ, said to have been founded by the Tyrrhenians. At an early period it received the Roman franchise and became a municipium. Villas were built near it by many of the noble Romans; and in the grounds of the Villa Caposele there are ruins which are thought by some to have been the baths of the villa of Cicero. The villa Caposele was at one time one of the residences of the kings of Naples. The vine of the Formian hills produced excellent wine in the time of Horace. Population in 1871, 9151.
# Encyclopædia Britannica, Ninth Edition/Forlimpopoli

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FORLIMPOPOLI, a town of Italy, about five miles east of Forlì, with a station on the railway between Bologna and Rimini. It was once a bishop’s seat, and still possesses a cathedral and an ancient castle. The name and the situation identify it with one of the three places that bore the Latin designation of Forum Popilii. Its history is marked by great vicissitudes. Destroyed by the Lombards and restored by the people of Forlì, it was again laid utterly waste in 1370 by Cardinal Egidio, and though twenty years later it was refounded and refortified by Sinbaldo Ordelaffi, it never recovered its former prosperity. Population in 1872 about 5000.
# Federal Land Bank of New Orleans v. Crosland

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United States Supreme Court
261 U.S. 374
Federal Land Bank of New Orleans v. Crosland
Argued: March 7, 1923. --- Decided: March 19, 1923
Messrs. Wm. C. Dufour, of New Orleans, La., and W. A. Gunter, of Montgomery, Ala., for plaintiff in error.
Mr. James J. Mayfield, of Montgomery, Ala., for defendant in error.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 374-376 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice HOLMES delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Federal Land Bank of Berkeley v. Warner

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United States Supreme Court
292 U.S. 53
Federal Land Bank of Berkeley v. Warner
Argued: Feb. 16, 1934. --- Decided: April 2, 1934
Messrs. Peyton R. Evans, of Washington, D.C., and Richard W. Young, of Berkeley, Cal., for petitioner.
Mr. Justice BUTLER delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Federal Intermediate Credit Bank of Columbia v. Mitchell

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United States Supreme Court
277 U.S. 213
Federal Intermediate Credit Bank of Columbia v. Mitchell
Argued: March 13, 1928. --- Decided: May 14, 1928
Mr. D. W. Robinson, of Columbia S.C.., for petitioner.
Mr. George L. Buist, of Charleston, S.C.., for respondents.
Mr. Justice BUTLER delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Federal Land Bank of Columbia Sc v. Gaines

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United States Supreme Court
290 U.S. 247
Federal Land Bank of Columbia Sc v. Gaines
Argued: Nov. 16-17, 1933. --- Decided: Dec 4, 1933
[Syllabus from 248 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Peyton R. Evans, of Washington, D.C., and I. M. Bailey, of Raleigh, N.C., for petitioner.
Mr. M. R. McCown, of Tyron, N.C., for respondent.
Mr. Irving P. Whitehead, of Baltimore, Md., amicus curiae.
Mr. Justice STONE delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Fashion (Anna Cora Mowatt)/Prologue

By Epes Sargent (1813-80), Boston author and journalist, and friend of the Mowatt family. He had suggested that she write the play, and later helped with some of the technical details of its composition.

## PROLOGUE

(Enter a Gentleman, reading a Newspaper.)
"'Fashion, a Comedy.' I'll go; but stay— Now I read farther, 'tis a native play! Bah! homemade calicoes are well enough, But homemade dramas must be stupid stuff. Had it the London stamp, 'twould do—but then, For plays, we lack the manners and the men!"
Thus speaks one critic. Here's another's creed:— "'Fashion!' What's here? (Reads.) It never can succeed! What! from a woman's pen? It takes a man To write a comedy—no woman can."
Well, sir, and what say you, and why that frown? His eyes uprolled, he lays the paper down:— "Here! take," he says, "the unclean thing away! 'This tainted with the notice of a play!"
But, sir!—but, gentlemen!—you, sir, who think No comedy can flow from native ink,&mdash Are we such perfect monsters, or such dull, That Wit no traits for ridicule can cull? Have we no follies here to be redressed? No vices gibbeted? no crimes confessed? "But then a female hand can't lay the lash on!" How know you that, sir, when the theme is Fashion?
And now, come forth, thou man of sanctity! How shall I venture a reply to thee? The Stage—what is it, though beneath thy ban, But a daguerreotype of life and man? Arraign poor human nature, if you will, But let the Drama have her mission still; Let her, with honest purpose, still reflect The faults which keeneyed Satire may detect. For there be men who fear not an hereafter, Yet tremble at the hell of public laughter!
Friends, from these scoffers we appeal to you! Condemn the false, but O, applaud the true. Grant that some wit may grow on native soil And art's fair fabric rise from woman's toil. While we exhibit but to reprehend The social voices, 'tis for you to mend!
# Fashion Originators' Guild Of America v. Federal Trade Commission

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United States Supreme Court
312 U.S. 668
FASHION ORIGINATORS' GUILD OF AMERICA, Inc., et al., v. FEDERAL TRADE COMMISSION.
Argued: Feb. 10, 1941. --- Decided: March 3, 1941
Messrs. Charles B. Rugg, of Boston, Mass., and Milton C. Weisman, of New York City, for petitioners.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 458-459 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Francis Biddle, Sol. Gen., for respondent.
Mr. Justice BLACK delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists/Fable XXXIII

Fab. XXXIII.
A Daw and Borrow'd Feathers.
A Daw that had a mind to be Sparkish, Trick'd himself up with all the Gay-Feathers he could Muster together: And upon the Credit of these Stoll'n, or Borrow'd Ornaments, he Valu'd himself above All the Birds in the Air Beside. The Pride of This Vanity got him the Envy of all his Companions, who, upon a Discovery of the Truth of the Case, fell to Pluming of him by Consent; and when Every Bird had taken his Own Feather; the Silly Daw had Nothing left him to Cover his Nakedness.
The Moral.
REFLEXION.
Every thing is Best, and Every Man Happiest, in the State and Condition wherein Nature has Plac'd them; But if Daws will be setting up for Peacocks, or Asses for Lions, they must Expect, and Content themselves to be Laugh'd at for their Pains. The Allusion of the Daw here, and his Borrow'd Feathers, Extends to All sorts of Impostors, Vain Pretenders, and Romancers, in Feats of Arms, State, Love, or the Like. It Points also at the Empty Affectation of Wit and Understanding; in which case, it fares as it does with men that set up for Quality, Birth, and Bravery, upon the Credit of a Gay Out-side; for Authors may be Cozen'd upon the Tick, as well as Taylors: Nay, we have seen some, even of our First-Rate Writers that have been Better at Disguising other Peoples Works, than Furnishing any thing of their Own; That is to say; upon the taking of them to pieces, the Stuff and Trimming is found to be Wholly Stol'n, and New-Fourbish'd; and Nothing, in short, that they can Assume to Themselves but the Needle and Thread that Tackt the Composition together. Now when these Plagiaries come to be Stript of their Borrow'd, or Pilfer'd Ornaments, there's the Daw in the Fable truly Moraliz'd.
# Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists/Fable XXVIX

Fab. XXIX.
A Dog, a Sheep, and a Wolf.
The Moral.
REFLEXION.
No Innocence can be Safe, where Power and Malice are in Confederacy against it. There's No Fence against Subornation, and False Evidence. What Greater Judgment can befall a Nation, than for Sheep to be made Trespassers, and Wolves, Kites, and Vulturs to set up for Witnesses! This is a Large Field, if a body would Amplifie upon it: But the History of of the Age in Memory will be the Best Moral of This Fable. There's No Living however without Law: and there's No Help for't in many Cases, if the Saving Equity be Over-rul'd by the Killing Letter of it. 'Tis the Verdict that does the Business; but 'tis the Evidence, True, or False that Governs the Verdict. So that, (as it sometimes falls out) the Honour of the Publick may come to be Concern'd in the Defence and Support of an Undetected Perjury. The only Danger is the giving too much Credit to the Oaths of Kites and Vulturs. That is to say, of Witnesses so Profligate as to bring a Scandal even upon Truth it self, where it is so Asserted.
# Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists/Fable XXXI

Fab. XXXI.
A Fox and a Stork.
THere was a Great Friendship once betwixt a Fox and a Stork, and the Former would needs Invite the Other to a Treat. They had Several Soups serv'd up in Broad Dishes and Plates, and so the Fox fell to Lapping, Himself, and bad his Guest Heartily Welcom to what was before him. The Stork found he was Put upon, but let so Good a Face however upon his Entertainment; that his Friend by All means must take a Supper with Him That night in Revenge. The Fox made Several Excuses upon the Matter of Trouble and Expence, but the Stork in fine, would not be said Nay; So that at last, he promis'd him to come. The Collation was serv'd up in Glasses, with Long Narrow Necks, and the Bed of Every thing that was to be had. Come (says the Stork to his Friend) Pray be as Free as if you were at home, and so fell to 't very Savourly Himself. The Fox quickly found This to be a Trick, though he could not but Allow of the Contrivance as well as the Justice of the Revenge. For such a Glass of Sweet-Meats to the One, was just as much to the Purpose, as a Plate of Porridge to the Other.
The Moral.
REFLEXION.
Æsop has here given us the Fiction of a Case, wherein it may not be Amiss to repay an Abuse in its own Kind. The Mockery of the Fox was a Reproach, as it Hit the Stork on the Weak side; but That which was Rudeness, and Ill Nature in the Aggressor, was only a Monitory Justice, and a Discreet Sharpness in the Other. But This is the Fate Commonly of Drolls and Buffoons, that while they think to make Sport with Others, they serve only in the conclusion for a Laughing Stock Themselves.
There's Nothing looks Sillier than a Crafty Knave Out-witted, and Beaten at his Own Play. The Foxes Frolick went too far, in regard it was both upon an Invitation, and under his Own Roof. Now the Return of the Stork was only a Quid pro Quo, and a Warrantable Revenge, even according to the Rules of Good Manners, and Good Fellowship; for the Fox's leading the Humour gave the Other not only a Provocation, but a kind of a Right to Requite him in his Own Way: Beside that it was the Cleverer Mockery of the Two. This may serve to Reprove Those Liberties in Conversation that pass the Bounds of Good Nature, Honour, Honesty, and Respect. When they Exceed These Limits, they Degenerate into Scurrility, Scandal, and Reproach: for in All Cases, an Eye must be had to the Due Circumstances of Measure, Time, Place, Occasion, and Person. The Laws of Humanity, and Hospitality must be kept Sacred upon any Terms: for the Wounding of a Friend for the fake of a Jest, is an Intemperance, and an Immorality, not to be Endur'd. There was somewhat of This in the Fox's leading the Frolique.
# Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists/Fable XXXII

Fab. XXXII.
A Fox and a Carv'd Head.
AS a Fox was Rummidging among a Great many Carv'd Figures, there was One very Extraordinary Piece among the Rest. He took it up, and when he had Consider'd it a while, Well, (says he) What Pity 'tis, that so Exquisite an Outside of a Head should not have one Grain of Sense in't.
The Moral.
REFLEXION.
Many a Fool has a Fair Out-side, and Many a Man of Fortune, and Title has not so much as Common Sense. We have a Whole World of Heads to Answer the Drift of This Emblem : But there is No Judging however by the Senses, of Matters that the Senses can take No ​Cognizance of; as Vircue, Wisdom, and the Like. The Excellency, in fine, of of the Soul is above the Beauty of the Body: Not but that the Graces of the One, and the Endowments of the Other, may Encounter sometimes, (how rarely soever) in One and the Same Person. But Beauty and Judgment are so far yet from being Inseparable, that they seem Effectually to Require, More or Less, a Diversity of Temperament: Beside that More Care is taken to Cultivate the Advantages of the Body than those of the Mind. To Wrap up all in a Word, the World it self is but a Great Shop of Carv'd Heads; and the Fox's Conceit will hold as well in the Life, as in the Fiction.
# Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists/Fable XXIII

Fab. XXIII.
A Mountain in Labour.
The Moral.
REFLEXION.
What are All the Extravagant Attempts and Enterprizes of Vain Men in the World, but Morals, more or less of This Fable? What are Mighty Pretences, without Consideration, or Effect, but the Vapours of a Distemper, that like Sickly Dreams, have neither Issue nor Connexion? And the Disappointment is not All neither; for men make themselves Ridiculous, instead of Terrible, when this Tympany shall come to End in a Blast: and a Mountain to bring forth a Mouse.
# Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists/Fable XXX

Fab. XXX.
A Countryman and a Snake.
THere was a Snake that Bedded himself under the Threshold of a Country-House: A Child of the Family happen'd to set his Foot upon't; The Snake bit him, and he Di'd on't. The Father of the Child made a Blow at the Snake, but Miss'd his Aim, and only left a Mark behind him upon the Stone where he Struck. The Countryman Offer'd the Snake, some time after This, to be Friends again. No, says the Snake, so long as you have This Flaw upon the Stone in Your Eye, and the Death of the Child in your Thought, there's No Trusting of ye.
The Moral.
REFLEXION.
'Tis Ill Trusting a Reconcil'd Enemy, but 'tis Worse yet, to Proceed at One Step, from Clemency and Tenderness, to Confidence and Trust: ​Especially where there are so many Memorials in Sight, for Hatred and Revenge to work upon. 'Tis Generous however to Forgive an Enemy; though Extremely Hazardous to Grace him in the doing of an Ill Thing, with the Countenance of a Deference to his Merit. Nay, a Bare Easiness of Pardoning has but too often the Force of a Temptation to Offend again. 'Tis a Nice Business to Indulge on the Left Hand, without Punishing on the Right, for there must be No Sacrificing of a Faithful Friend to the Generosity of Obliging a Mortal Enemy. But the Case is then most Deplorate when Reward goes over to the Wrong side, and when Interest shall be made the Test and the Measure of Virtue. Upon the whole Matter, the Countryman was too Easie, in Proposing a Reconciliation; (the Circumstances duly Consider'd) And the Snake was much in the Right on the Other hand, in not entertaining it from a man that had so many Remembrancers at Hand still, to Provoke him to a Revenge. 'Tis a great Errour to take Facility, for Good Nature: Tenderness, without Discretion, is no better than a mere Pardonable Folly.
# Fables of Æsop and Other Eminent Mythologists/Fable XXXIV

Fab. XXXIV.
An Ant and a Fly.
THere happen'd a Warm Dispute betwixt an Ant and a Fly, Why, Where's the Honour, or the Pleasure in the World, says the Fly, that I have not My Part in? Are not All Temples and Palaces Open to me? Am not I the Taster to Gods and Princes, in All their Sacrifices and Entertainments? Am I not serv'd in Gold and Silver? And is not my Meat and Drink still of the Best? And all This, without either Mony or Pains. I Trample upon Crowns, and Kiss what Ladies Lips I please. And what have You now to Pretend to all this While? Why, says the Ant, You Value Your self upon the Access You have to the Altars of the Gods, the Cabinets of Princes, and to All Publick Feasts and Collations: And what's all This but the Access of an Intruder, not of a Guest. For People are so far from Liking Your Company, that they Kill ye as fast as they can Catch ye. You're a Plague to 'em Wherever You Come. Your very Breath has Maggots in't, and for the Kisse you Brag of, what is it but the Perfume of the Last Dunghil you Touch'd upon, once Remov'd? For My Part, I live upon what's my Own, and Work Honestly in the Summer to Maintain my self in the Winter; Whereas the whole Course of Your Scandalous Life, is only Cheating or Sharping, one Half of the Year, and Starving, the Other.
The Moral.
REFLEXION.
This Fable Marks out to us the Difference betwixt the Empty Vanity of Ostentation, and the Substantial Ornaments of Virtue. It shews that the Happiness of Life does not lie so much in the Enjoying of small Advantages, as in living free from Great Inconveniences, and that an Honest Mediocrity is Best. The Fly stands up for the Pride, the Luxury, and the Ambition of Courts, in the preference of Palaces, to Caves, and Private Retreats. The Ant contents her self with the Virtue of Sobriety, Retirement, and Moderation: She lives upon her Own, Honestly Gotten and Possess'd, without either Envy or Violence; Whereas the Fly is an Intruder, and a Common Smell-Feast, that Spunges upon Other peoples Trenchers.