Poems of American HistoryBurton Egbert Stevenson Houghton Mifflin, 1908 - 704 страница |
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... never fails ! O patient master , seer , For whom the far is near , The vision true , and the mere present pales Its lustre , what mild seas and blossomed vales Awaited you ? haply a paradise But not the one which drew your swerve- less ...
... never fails ! O patient master , seer , For whom the far is near , The vision true , and the mere present pales Its lustre , what mild seas and blossomed vales Awaited you ? haply a paradise But not the one which drew your swerve- less ...
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... never - managed sea , Balk'st with his balking , fliest with his flight , Giv'st supple to his rearings and his falls , Nor dropp'st one coronal star above thy brow Whilst ever dayward thou art steadfast drawn ! Yea , would I rode these ...
... never - managed sea , Balk'st with his balking , fliest with his flight , Giv'st supple to his rearings and his falls , Nor dropp'st one coronal star above thy brow Whilst ever dayward thou art steadfast drawn ! Yea , would I rode these ...
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... never knew , Such empire as beseems the just and true ; And at the last , almost unsought , came gold . 19 But He who rules both calm and stormy days , Can guard that people's heart , that nation's health , Safe on the perilous heights ...
... never knew , Such empire as beseems the just and true ; And at the last , almost unsought , came gold . 19 But He who rules both calm and stormy days , Can guard that people's heart , that nation's health , Safe on the perilous heights ...
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... never youth's departed days come back to man again . O men of Spain ! O men of Spain ! " T is you that say the spring Eternal youth and happiness to withered years will bring ! " The cacique sighed , And Indian guide , " The fount is ...
... never youth's departed days come back to man again . O men of Spain ! O men of Spain ! " T is you that say the spring Eternal youth and happiness to withered years will bring ! " The cacique sighed , And Indian guide , " The fount is ...
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... never sight more goodly In any land was seen ; And never better soldiers Than those he led have been , More prompt to handle arquebus , Or wield their sabres keen . The sun was at meridian , His hottest rays fell down Alike on soldier's ...
... never sight more goodly In any land was seen ; And never better soldiers Than those he led have been , More prompt to handle arquebus , Or wield their sabres keen . The sun was at meridian , His hottest rays fell down Alike on soldier's ...
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American arms army banner battle beat beneath blood blow bold boys brave breath British Britons cannon Captain cheer CLINTON SCOLLARD command cried dare dark dead death deeds dread EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN eyes fame fear fell fierce fight fire flag flame flash fleet fought freedom gallant Giles Corey glory grave guns hand hath hear heard heart Hearts of oak heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW heroes hills honor Huzza Indian John JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER King land light Lord March mighty morning never night o'er peace PHILIP FRENEAU rebel roar rose round sail Saint Leger ship shore shot shout Sir Peter Parker soldiers song sons soon soul Spain stars stood storm sword tears thee THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH thou thousand thunder tide town victory voice WALLACE RICE wave wild wind word wounded Yankee
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Страница 351 - THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS. IT was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea ; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company.
Страница 537 - O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart I heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies. Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain!
Страница 522 - Up from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.
Страница 348 - GREEN be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise.
Страница 369 - Rest on, embalmed and sainted dead ! Dear as the blood ye gave; No impious footstep here shall tread The herbage of your grave ; Nor shall your glory be forgot While Fame her record keeps, Or Honor points the hallowed spot Where Valor proudly sleeps.