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... thousands stood , There had the glad earth drunk their blood , On old Platæa's day ; And now there breathed that haunted air The sons of sires who conquer'd there , With arm to strike , and soul to dare , As quick , as far , as they ...
... thousands stood , There had the glad earth drunk their blood , On old Platæa's day ; And now there breathed that haunted air The sons of sires who conquer'd there , With arm to strike , and soul to dare , As quick , as far , as they ...
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... thousand voices rose a shout which rent the air ! The pardon'd soldier understood the tones of jubilee , And , bounding from his fetters , bless'd the hand that made him free ! ' T was spring . tide Within a verdant vale , where ...
... thousand voices rose a shout which rent the air ! The pardon'd soldier understood the tones of jubilee , And , bounding from his fetters , bless'd the hand that made him free ! ' T was spring . tide Within a verdant vale , where ...
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... thousands of feet , Till it blends with the filth in the horrible street . How strange it should be that this beautiful snow Should fall on a sinner with nowhere to go ! --- How strange it would be , when the night comes again , If the ...
... thousands of feet , Till it blends with the filth in the horrible street . How strange it should be that this beautiful snow Should fall on a sinner with nowhere to go ! --- How strange it would be , when the night comes again , If the ...
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... with his stifling breath ; The falling timbers menace him with death ; The sinking floors his hurried step betray ; And ruin crashes round his desperate way . Hot smoke obscures - ten thousand cinders rise- Yet still 72 THE MODEL SPEAKER .
... with his stifling breath ; The falling timbers menace him with death ; The sinking floors his hurried step betray ; And ruin crashes round his desperate way . Hot smoke obscures - ten thousand cinders rise- Yet still 72 THE MODEL SPEAKER .
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... thousand cinders rise- Yet still he staggers forward with his prize . He leaps from burning stair to stair . On ! on ! Courage ! One effort more , and all is won ! The stair is passed - the blazing hall is braved ! Still on ! yet on ...
... thousand cinders rise- Yet still he staggers forward with his prize . He leaps from burning stair to stair . On ! on ! Courage ! One effort more , and all is won ! The stair is passed - the blazing hall is braved ! Still on ! yet on ...
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angels arms battle beautiful beneath Bingen blessed blood bosom brave breast breath bright brow Brutus Cæsar Catiline cheek child cloud cold cried dare dark dead dear death deep dream dying earth eyes face falchion father fear forever friends gentlemen glory grave hand Hark hast hath head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre Hiawatha holy honor hope hour hurrah labor land Lars Porsena liberty light lips living look Lord mighty Minnehaha mother neath never Never forever Nevermore night o'er pale peace Pickwick praise pray prayer Quoth the raven Rhine roar round Shamus shore shout silent sleep smile snow sorrow soul spirit stand stars stood STUART HOLLAND sweet sword tears tell tempest thee There's thou thought thunder voice wave weep wild word young
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Page 22 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!
Page 44 - thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Page 152 - He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Page 310 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 311 - Let's dry our eyes ; and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee...
Page 41 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore.
Page 237 - When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child ; but when I became a man, I put away childish things: For now we see through a glass, darkly ; but then face to face : now I know in part ; but then shall I know even as also I am known. And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three ; but the greatest of these is charity.
Page 199 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honor, and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe : censure me in your -wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 339 - ... read the same Bible and pray to the same God, and each invokes his aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men's faces, but let us judge not, that we be not judged. The prayers of both could not be answered.
Page 326 - Tarry a little ; there is something else. This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood ; The words expressly are ' a pound of flesh : ' Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh ; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the state of Venice.