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... ground , Where thy pale form was laid with many tears , Nor in the embrace of ocean shall exist Thy image . Earth , that nourished thee , shall claim Thy growth , to be resolved to earth again ; And , lost each human trace ...
... ground , Where thy pale form was laid with many tears , Nor in the embrace of ocean shall exist Thy image . Earth , that nourished thee , shall claim Thy growth , to be resolved to earth again ; And , lost each human trace ...
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... ground was already strewn with the dead and dying , both red and black . 3. It was the only battle which I have ever witnessed , the only battlefield I ever trod while the battle was raging ; internecine war - the red republicans on the ...
... ground was already strewn with the dead and dying , both red and black . 3. It was the only battle which I have ever witnessed , the only battlefield I ever trod while the battle was raging ; internecine war - the red republicans on the ...
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... had lowered , And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered— The weary to sleep , and the wounded to die . 2. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw FIFTH READER . 31.
... had lowered , And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered— The weary to sleep , and the wounded to die . 2. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw FIFTH READER . 31.
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... ground strewed with the dead and dying ; the impetuous charge ; the steady and successful repulse ; the loud call to re- peated assault ; the summoning of all that is manly to repeated resistance ; a thousand bosoms freely and fear ...
... ground strewed with the dead and dying ; the impetuous charge ; the steady and successful repulse ; the loud call to re- peated assault ; the summoning of all that is manly to repeated resistance ; a thousand bosoms freely and fear ...
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... ground it rests upon may sink down to a level with the sea ; but thy memory shall not fail ! Whereso- ever among men a heart shall be found that beats to the transports of patriotism and liberty , its aspirations shall be to claim ...
... ground it rests upon may sink down to a level with the sea ; but thy memory shall not fail ! Whereso- ever among men a heart shall be found that beats to the transports of patriotism and liberty , its aspirations shall be to claim ...
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Page 180 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
Page 183 - This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him : then burst his mighty heart ; And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.
Page 419 - And, if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free. To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Page 412 - Peace, peace! — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms ! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Page 249 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Page 430 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 232 - LOCHINVAR. LADY HERON'S SONG. 12. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broad-sword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Page 428 - Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound Over some wide-watered shore. Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Page 68 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! A SPIRIT PASS'D BEFORE ME.
Page 86 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in, glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.