Voices from the Mountains and from the CrowdTicknor, Reed, and Fields, 1853 - 373 страница |
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amid beauty behold beneath bless breast breath calm cheeks clear Cleon crime crowd curse Danton dark death delight Dionysia divine dream DUCOS dull earth Ellen Evelina Eternity evermore eyes face fair fancies fearful fill float flow flowers France gibbet give glory grey owl grief Guizot hand happy hate Havering-atte-Bower hear heart heaven heavenly hope hour King land light limbs live Lochlin look lord mighty mind misery moorlands morning mountain never night o'er Pagan pass Place de Grève poor Pyrenees ringdove scorn shine sigh sight Silenus SILLERY sing smiles song sorrow soul stars strong sublime 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 166 - 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. 0 germ! O fount! O word of love! O thought at random cast! Ye were but little at the first, But mighty at the last!
Страница 200 - 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 ; 624 THE NOBLE REVENGE. 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 334 - And knowledge pour, From shore to shore, Light on the eyes of mental blindness. All slavery, warfare, lies, and wrongs, All vice and crime might die together ; And wine and corn, To each man born, Be free as warmth in summer weather.
Страница 234 - 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 204 - 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, In the good time coming. They shall use, and not abuse, And make all virtue stronger. The reformation has begun;— Wait a little longer.
Страница 201 - 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 ! Lo!
Страница 202 - 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 223 - 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 214 - No ! Let us work ! We only ask Reward proportioned to our task : — We have no quarrel with the great ; No feud with rank — with mill or bank — No envy of a lord's estate.
Страница 209 - Lo ! the world is rich in blessings — Earth and Ocean, Flame and Wind, Have unnumber'd secrets still, To be ransack' d when you will, For the service of mankind ; Science is a child as yet, And her power and scope shall grow, And her triumphs in the future Shall diminish toil and woe...