Common School Readings: Containing New Selections in Prose and Poetry for Declamation, Recitation, and Elocutionary Readings in Common SchoolsH.H. Bancroft, 1867 - 230 страница |
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... heart . The patriotic lyrics of Holmes , and Bryant , and Longfellow , and Lowell — they will mould American character , and why are they not as valuable in the schoolroom as the multiplication table and the spelling book ? It requires ...
... heart . The patriotic lyrics of Holmes , and Bryant , and Longfellow , and Lowell — they will mould American character , and why are they not as valuable in the schoolroom as the multiplication table and the spelling book ? It requires ...
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... heart ? Forth goes the battle - cry , and lo ! Hosts rise in harness , shouting , No ! And they who founded , in our land , The power that rules from sea to sea , Bled they in vain , or vainly planned To leave their country great and ...
... heart ? Forth goes the battle - cry , and lo ! Hosts rise in harness , shouting , No ! And they who founded , in our land , The power that rules from sea to sea , Bled they in vain , or vainly planned To leave their country great and ...
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... hearts grow cold , we lightly hold A right which brave men died to gain ; The stake , the cord , the ax , the sword , Grim nurses at its birth of pain . The shadow rend , and o'er us bend , O martyrs , with your crowns and palms ...
... hearts grow cold , we lightly hold A right which brave men died to gain ; The stake , the cord , the ax , the sword , Grim nurses at its birth of pain . The shadow rend , and o'er us bend , O martyrs , with your crowns and palms ...
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... hearts ' blood , is more than all these - our country is the history of our fathers our country is the tradition of our mothers — our country is past renown - our country is present pride and power — our country is future hope and ...
... hearts ' blood , is more than all these - our country is the history of our fathers our country is the tradition of our mothers — our country is past renown - our country is present pride and power — our country is future hope and ...
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... men the hum ; Lo , a nation's hosts have gathered Round the quick alarming drum— Saying " Come , Freemen , come ! " Ere your heritage be wasted , " said The quick alarming drum . " Let me of my heart take counsel ; War.
... men the hum ; Lo , a nation's hosts have gathered Round the quick alarming drum— Saying " Come , Freemen , come ! " Ere your heritage be wasted , " said The quick alarming drum . " Let me of my heart take counsel ; War.
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American arms Babie Bell banner BARBARA FRIETCHIE Bardeen's battle battle of Hastings beat beautiful snow bells bless blood brave breath Caudle common school cousin Sally Dilliard dead dear DOUGLAS JERROLD duty dying earth elocution eyes fathers feeling fight fire flag forever Freedom glory glow hand hear heart heaven hill honor human John Burns Katie Katie Lee labor land Lay him low liberty light lips live look Martha Mason martial music MAUD MULLER mighty moral morning mountain nation never night Northend's o'er ocean Palmerston patriotic Paul Revere peace pray rat-tat-too rebel Ring roar rolling round shore slavery sleep Smike smile song soul Squeers stars stood sweet tell thee there's thet thou thousand thunder to-day toil Union voice waves WEBSTER Weller wild Worman's young
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Страница 90 - One-eighth of the whole population were colored slaves, not distributed generally over the Union but localized in the southern part of it. These slaves constituted a peculiar and powerful interest. All knew that this interest was somehow the cause of the war.
Страница 129 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Страница 90 - The progress of our arms, upon which all else chiefly depends, is as well known to the public as to myself, and it is, I trust, reasonably satisfactory and encouraging to all. With high hope for the future, no prediction in regard to it is ventured. On the occasion corresponding to this four years ago all thoughts were anxiously directed to an impending civil war. All dreaded it, all sought to avert it.
Страница 101 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Страница 191 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts ; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Страница 184 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave,— alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valor, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
Страница 183 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Страница 29 - Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on!" he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet: All day long that free flag tost Over the heads of the rebel host.
Страница 105 - But he thought of his sisters proud and cold, And his mother vain of her rank and gold. So, closing his heart, the Judge rode on, And Maud was left in the field alone. But the lawyers smiled that afternoon, When he hummed in court an old love-tune; And the young girl mused beside the well, Till the rain on the unraked clover fell.
Страница 33 - But in a larger sense we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.