Poems of American HistoryBurton Egbert Stevenson Houghton Mifflin, 1908 - 704 страница |
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... Tell me , resplendent guardian of the night , Circling the sphere in thy perennial flight , What secret path of heaven thy smiles adorn , What nameless sea reflects thy gleaming horn ? " Now earth and ocean vanish'd , all serene The ...
... Tell me , resplendent guardian of the night , Circling the sphere in thy perennial flight , What secret path of heaven thy smiles adorn , What nameless sea reflects thy gleaming horn ? " Now earth and ocean vanish'd , all serene The ...
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... Tell us , of your knightly grace , Tell us , left you not some trace Leading to that wellspring true Where old souls their age renew ? EDITH M. THOMAS . The Spaniards , meanwhile , had pushed on across the 22 POEMS OF AMERICAN HISTORY ...
... Tell us , of your knightly grace , Tell us , left you not some trace Leading to that wellspring true Where old souls their age renew ? EDITH M. THOMAS . The Spaniards , meanwhile , had pushed on across the 22 POEMS OF AMERICAN HISTORY ...
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... , but their faith the sword ; Their steps were graves ; o'er prostrate realms they trod ; They worshipp'd Mammon while they vow'd to God . Let nobler bards in loftier numbers tell How Cortez conquer'd 24 POEMS OF AMERICAN HISTORY.
... , but their faith the sword ; Their steps were graves ; o'er prostrate realms they trod ; They worshipp'd Mammon while they vow'd to God . Let nobler bards in loftier numbers tell How Cortez conquer'd 24 POEMS OF AMERICAN HISTORY.
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... tell How Cortez conquer'd , Montezuma fell ; How fierce Pizarro's ruffian arm o'erthrew The sun's resplendent empire in Peru ; How , like a prophet , old Las Casas stood , And raised his voice against a sea of blood , Whose chilling ...
... tell How Cortez conquer'd , Montezuma fell ; How fierce Pizarro's ruffian arm o'erthrew The sun's resplendent empire in Peru ; How , like a prophet , old Las Casas stood , And raised his voice against a sea of blood , Whose chilling ...
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... tell Why she turned away , nor greeted him whom she had served so well . But for two long hours the Princess dumbly sate and bowed her head , Moveless as the statue near her . When at last she spake , she said : " White man's tongue is ...
... tell Why she turned away , nor greeted him whom she had served so well . But for two long hours the Princess dumbly sate and bowed her head , Moveless as the statue near her . When at last she spake , she said : " White man's tongue is ...
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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 58 - 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 ! Felicia Hemans.
Страница 145 - If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light, — One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm
Страница 351 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes' blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe.
Страница 384 - MINE eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on.
Страница 144 - Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, "If the British march By land or sea from the town tonight, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and...
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.