Patriotic.-v.2. Naval.-v.3. MilitaryW. McCarthy, 1842 |
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... voice , as of angels , enchantingly sung , Columbia ! Columbia ! to glory arise , The queen of the world , and the child of the skies . 9 NATIONAL GRATITUDE . HAIL ! the first , the greatest blessing God hath given to man below ; Hail ...
... voice , as of angels , enchantingly sung , Columbia ! Columbia ! to glory arise , The queen of the world , and the child of the skies . 9 NATIONAL GRATITUDE . HAIL ! the first , the greatest blessing God hath given to man below ; Hail ...
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... voice of her angel was heard through her clime , And he sung this sweet strain in the morning of time : " Columbia , all hail ! happy world of the west ! Most spacious thy climes - in thy station most bless'd ; Though the last on the ...
... voice of her angel was heard through her clime , And he sung this sweet strain in the morning of time : " Columbia , all hail ! happy world of the west ! Most spacious thy climes - in thy station most bless'd ; Though the last on the ...
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... voice so commanding , their foes shall be dumb , Both their tyrants abroad and their traitors at home : While virtue and knowledge more strength shall command Than their fleets on the seas , or their walls on the land , And thine eagle ...
... voice so commanding , their foes shall be dumb , Both their tyrants abroad and their traitors at home : While virtue and knowledge more strength shall command Than their fleets on the seas , or their walls on the land , And thine eagle ...
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... voice of the angel that bade thee arise , Proclaim'd the decree , and flew back to the skies . 16 THE IRISH EMIGRANT . FAREWELL to my country , a lasting farewell ! Sweet scenes of my childhood , forever adieu ! Now hid from my sight is ...
... voice of the angel that bade thee arise , Proclaim'd the decree , and flew back to the skies . 16 THE IRISH EMIGRANT . FAREWELL to my country , a lasting farewell ! Sweet scenes of my childhood , forever adieu ! Now hid from my sight is ...
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... voice proclaim , We ne'er will dishonour our ancestors ' name . Should our empire extend from the line to the pole , On the east and the west , know no bounds but the ocean , May one bond of union encircle the whole ; May we ne'er be ...
... voice proclaim , We ne'er will dishonour our ancestors ' name . Should our empire extend from the line to the pole , On the east and the west , know no bounds but the ocean , May one bond of union encircle the whole ; May we ne'er be ...
Common terms and phrases
American arms band banner battle behold bless'd blessings blood boast bosom brave breast breath Britain Britons cause clime Columbia Columbia's sons country's crown'd dare dear death Death or Freedom deeds Derry dread e'er eagle fair fame fathers fear fight fire flame foes forever fought Fourth of July Freedom's Freeman's Journal freemen gain'd gallant glorious glory grave hail hand happy Hark heart Hearts of oak Heaven heroes honour huzza immortal Independence land laurels Liberty Liberty's nation native ne'er never o'er ocean patriot peace Pennsylvania Gazette PHILIP FRENEAU plain praise pride proud Rejoice rise round sacred shade shine shore sires skies slaves smile song sons of Freedom soul sound spirit star-spangled banner stars storm sung sweet sword tear tempest thee thine thou thunder toast toil triumph Twas tyrants unfurl'd valour victory virtue Washington wave
Popular passages
Page 222 - O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Page 222 - OH, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming ? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming ? And the rockets...
Page 186 - And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Page 222 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave ; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Page 187 - Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth ; There was manhood's brow, serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine ! Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod ; They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God.
Page 51 - Behold the chief who now commands, Once more to serve his country, stands — The rock on which the storm will beat, The rock on which the storm will beat; But, armed in virtue firm and true, His hopes are fixed on heaven and you.
Page 222 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps
Page 116 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
Page 16 - The winds ceased to murmur; the thunders expired; Perfumes as of Eden flowed sweetly along, And a voice as of angels, enchantingly sung: " Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise, The queen of the world, and the child of the skies.
Page 5 - Come join hand in hand, brave Americans all, And rouse your bold hearts at fair Liberty's call; No tyrannous acts shall suppress your just claim, Or stain with dishonor America's name. In freedom we're born, and in freedom we'll live; Our purses are ready, Steady, Friends, steady; Not as slaves, but as freemen our money we'll give. Our worthy forefathers — let's give them a cheer — To climates unknown did courageously steer; Thro...