Voices from the Mountains and from the CrowdTicknor, Reed, and Fields, 1853 - 373 страница |
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... POOR MAN'S SUNDAY WALK A CONVICT'S BLESSING ENGLAND AND FRANCE RETRACTION AND REPENTANCE THE VISION OF DANTON A WELCOME TO LOUIS PHILIPPE KING SMITH THE DREAM OF THE REVELLER THE POET AND THE POLITICAL ECONOMIST 225 228 230 233 235 238 ...
... POOR MAN'S SUNDAY WALK A CONVICT'S BLESSING ENGLAND AND FRANCE RETRACTION AND REPENTANCE THE VISION OF DANTON A WELCOME TO LOUIS PHILIPPE KING SMITH THE DREAM OF THE REVELLER THE POET AND THE POLITICAL ECONOMIST 225 228 230 233 235 238 ...
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... poor crowds ! self - quenched , self - sacrificed , Why will ye crawl , when ye might walk erect ? Why will ye grovel , when ye might aspire ? Why will ye don foul rags , when ye might wear Angelic vestments ? Why co - herd with beasts ...
... poor crowds ! self - quenched , self - sacrificed , Why will ye crawl , when ye might walk erect ? Why will ye grovel , when ye might aspire ? Why will ye don foul rags , when ye might wear Angelic vestments ? Why co - herd with beasts ...
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... poor , widow , and wife , and maid , Master and servant , all with one intent Rushed on the paper ; from their eager eyes Flashing a fierce , unconquerable greed , Their hot palms itching , all their being filled With one desire ; so ...
... poor , widow , and wife , and maid , Master and servant , all with one intent Rushed on the paper ; from their eager eyes Flashing a fierce , unconquerable greed , Their hot palms itching , all their being filled With one desire ; so ...
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... Poor fool ! forgetful of departed woes , Past misery , anguish , discontent , and tears ; Mindful alone of pleasure and repose , Seen through the wave of the refractive years 59 In colors not their own . When Love was thine.
... Poor fool ! forgetful of departed woes , Past misery , anguish , discontent , and tears ; Mindful alone of pleasure and repose , Seen through the wave of the refractive years 59 In colors not their own . When Love was thine.
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... Poor fool ! to - morrow thou wilt bless to - day , And wish it back ; and with a new disgust Think of the newest time , till fled away It leaves thee memory , and a fresh mistrust . And so thou journeyest , thankless to the dust . Be ...
... Poor fool ! to - morrow thou wilt bless to - day , And wish it back ; and with a new disgust Think of the newest time , till fled away It leaves thee memory , and a fresh mistrust . And so thou journeyest , thankless to the dust . Be ...
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amid bath beauty behold beneath bless breast breath calm cheeks clear Cleon crime crowd curse Danton dark DEAD SEA delight DIONYSIA divine dream dull earth Ellen Evelina Eternity evermore eyes face fair fancies fearful filled float flow flowers GIRONDINS give glory grey owl grief Guizot hand hanging groves happy hate hear heart heaven heavenly hope hour King land light limbs live Lochlin look lord LOUIS PHILIPPE mar delight mighty mind misery morning mountain never night o'er Old opinions pass Place de Grève poor Pyrenees ringdove scorn shine sigh sight SILLERY sing smile song sorrow soul stars strong sunshine sweet tears tell thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought toil trees truth Twas VERGNIAUD voice wave winds wine wise words world goes round wrong young youth
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Страница 194 - Aid the dawning, tongue and pen ; Aid it, hopes of honest men; Aid it, paper — aid it, type — Aid it, for the hour is ripe, And our earnest must not slacken Into play. Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way ! to!
Страница 198 - Wait a little longer. There's a good time coming, boys, A good time coming : The people shall be temperate, And shall love instead of hate,"!
Страница 160 - A nameless man, amid a crowd That throng'd the daily mart, Let fall a word of Hope and Love, Unstudied, from the heart ; A whisper on the tumult thrown — A transitory breath — It raised a brother from the dust, It saved a soul from death. O germ ! O fount ! O word of love ! O thought at random cast ! Ye were but little at the first, But mighty at the last ! CHARLES MACKAY.
Страница 218 - Freshening vigor I ; He in velvet, I in fustian, Richer man am I. Cleon is a slave to grandeur, Free as thought am I ; Cleon fees a score of doctors, Need of none have I : Wealth-surrounded, care-environed, Cleon fears to die ; Death may come, he 'll find me ready, Happier man am I.
Страница 197 - There's a good time coming, boys, A good time coming : Hateful rivalries of creed Shall not make their martyrs bleed In the good time coming. Religion shall be shorn of pride, And flourish all the stronger ; ' And charity shall trim her lamp ; Wait a little longer. There's a good time coming...
Страница 195 - sa midnight blackness changing Into gray. Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way ! 19 Once the welcome light has broken, Who shall say What the unimagined glories Of the day ? What the evil that shall perish In its ray ? Aid the dawning, tongue and pen ; Aid it, hopes of honest men ; Aid it paper, — aid it type, — • Aid it, for the hour is ripe, And our earnest must not slacken Into play. Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way...
Страница 224 - Blessings on Science, and her handmaid Steam ! They make Utopia only half a dream ; And show the fervent, of capacious souls, Who watch the ball of Progress as it rolls, That all as yet completed, or begun, Is but the dawning that precedes the sun.
Страница 196 - THE GOOD TIME COMING. THERE'S a good time coming, boys, A good time coming: We may not live to see the day, But earth shall glisten in the ray Of the good time coming. Cannon-balls may aid the truth, But thought's a weapon stronger; We'll win our battle by its aid; — Wait a little longer. There's a good time coming, boys, A good time coming: The pen shall supersede the sword, And Right, not Might, shall be the lord In the good time coming.
Страница 213 - They were days when the gallows stood black in the way The larger the town, the more plentiful they ; When Law never dreamed it was good to relent, Or thought it less wisdom to kill than prevent ; When Justice herself, taking Law for her guide, Was never appeased till a victim had died ; And the stealer of sheep, and the slayer of men, Were strung up together — again and again.
Страница 206 - No dread of toil have we or ours ; We know our worth, and weigh our powers ; The more we work the more we win : Success to Trade...