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  U.S. Department of Justice Office of Justice Programs Bureau of Justice Statistics Special Report Prevalence of Imprisonment


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id: 29211
title: Prevalence of Imprisonment in the U.S. Population, 1974-2001
author: Bonczar, Thomas P.
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  incarcerated in State or Federal prison at some time before yearend +First incarceration rates rose sharply among persons under age 45+ rates of first incarceration and the age of each of these birth cohorts adult white females to have ever served time in State or Federal prison. Number of adults ever incarcerated in a State or Federal prison, Number of adults ever incarcerated in a State or Federal prison, Percent of adults ever incarcerated in a State or Federal prison, by age-to prison by age 25, nearly equal to the percent among persons born in rates of first incarceration through 2001, an estimated 2.6% of persons At each year of age, the estimated number of living persons ever each age-specific first incarceration rate in 1974, the estimated If mortality rates for adults ever incarcerated, under age 65 were 1900 on the estimated number of persons ever incarcerated.


id: 921
title: De Profundis
author: Wilde, Oscar
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  me personally, hearing that a new sorrow had broken into my life, wrote In their eyes prison is a tragedy in a man''s life, a misfortune, a artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and sorrow is the ultimate type both in life and art. that God did not love man, and that wherever there was any sorrow, though of Christ and the true life of the artist; and I take a keen pleasure in a Christ-like life must be entirely and absolutely himself, and had taken Yet the whole life of Christ--so entirely may sorrow and beauty be made life, I see also that to Christ imagination was simply a form of love, God loves man shows us that in the divine order of ideal things it is artistic life leads a man!'' Two of the most perfect lives I have come


id: 6136
title: Bars and Shadows: The Prison Poems of Ralph Chaplin
author: Chaplin, Ralph
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  As a member of the Industrial Workers of the World, Ralph Chaplin did When the war broke out in Europe, with millions of working-men flinging death and misery at one another, men like Chaplin, the world present economic order, of which the World War was only one phase. While living in an old and shattered social order, he had established culture cry "Long live the King!" they are really shouting place to the new; knows that the living, ruling culture of to-day will The old culture was joining battle with the new. more senile and the new order more vigorous, the defenders of the old Then it is that the real test comes between the old world and the new. The old world holds power--economic, social, political. so beautiful, come from behind jail bars, it is high time that The cells of men who know the world no more. Through iron bars on prison walls.


id: 38128
author: Ulfeldt, Leonora Christina, grevinde
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  Dina''s affair.'' She said, ''I think the King does not wish to know.'' o''clock, he said good night and closed the two doors of my prison, the prison governor came in and said to me: ''Now you are to remain in woman told me sundry things, and said that the prison governor had were to take place I said to the woman, ''To-day we shall fast till prison governor; but he answered aloud and said, ''Yes, indeed, taken was said about the matter, and the prison governor came in from time to me not to mention it: so I said one day: ''Does the prison governor out, she said, and she had asked the prison governor to let her go prison-governor came in and said that the woman could go down in the One day he said to the woman, ''What do you think the prison

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  Memoirs of Leonora Christina, Daughter of Christian IV. of Denmark Written During Her Imprisonment in the Blue Tower at Copenhagen 1663-1685


id: 45674
title: Prison Poetry
author: McKnight, Hiram Peck
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  God loves me, and I feel assured that all will yet be right! ''Tis Heaven''s dearest gift to man--The Freedom of the Mind! Where is the man on this broad earth, so pure, so good, so true, The time will come to set _aright_ the numerous wrongs of _Man_! I know he is a real good man, who loves Eternal Right. Whose heart is overflowing with _love_ for bond and free. Knows life is but the unit of God''s Eternal Plan, Man''s innate love of beauty and his dread of pain, The lips long buried--and our souls shall greet Through prison walls, like heaven-sent hope, Faithful to her life-long trust, a wife, a mother, true and just, Loves and homes you lost, ''tis true, But _time_, and _love_ while God shall reign. And the few who know thee better, as a man of heart, The true and only law to govern man--Thy love,


