The Ladies' Repository, المجلدات 33-34A. Tompkins, 1865 |
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... land purified , the people drawn up to a higher standard . ” 6 " Little enthusiast , " he said , " do you expect me to turn myself into a reformer , let my hair and whiskers grow according to nature , mystify my brain with a cease- less ...
... land purified , the people drawn up to a higher standard . ” 6 " Little enthusiast , " he said , " do you expect me to turn myself into a reformer , let my hair and whiskers grow according to nature , mystify my brain with a cease- less ...
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... land . Strike for the Union our fathers achieved : Strike for the flag that from them we received ; Strike and spare not , till , through all the wide land , Old Liberty's altars triumphantly stand ! From the homes of New England , the ...
... land . Strike for the Union our fathers achieved : Strike for the flag that from them we received ; Strike and spare not , till , through all the wide land , Old Liberty's altars triumphantly stand ! From the homes of New England , the ...
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... land , Old Liberty's altars triumphantly stand ! On to the strife , then , invincible Grant ; On Farragut , -hero , whom death cannot daunt ; On Gillmore , and sweep , like the besom of God , The shores where the foot of rebellion first ...
... land , Old Liberty's altars triumphantly stand ! On to the strife , then , invincible Grant ; On Farragut , -hero , whom death cannot daunt ; On Gillmore , and sweep , like the besom of God , The shores where the foot of rebellion first ...
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... land that is lying . Over the graves and the gloom and the sea . Glorified Isabel , Isabel Lee , If ' mid the angels thou still lovest me , Come when my life - lamp faintest is burning , And still by thy presence the pain of my yearning ...
... land that is lying . Over the graves and the gloom and the sea . Glorified Isabel , Isabel Lee , If ' mid the angels thou still lovest me , Come when my life - lamp faintest is burning , And still by thy presence the pain of my yearning ...
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... land them in the midst of them . Fortunately , no traces of the barbarous partisan warriors were met , and they at length found themselves on a high and thickly - wooded knoll , from whose side bubbled a fine spring of cold water ; and ...
... land them in the midst of them . Fortunately , no traces of the barbarous partisan warriors were met , and they at length found themselves on a high and thickly - wooded knoll , from whose side bubbled a fine spring of cold water ; and ...
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الصفحة 160 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
الصفحة 204 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
الصفحة 204 - They stole little Bridget For seven years long ; "When she 'came down again Her friends were all gone. They took her lightly back Between the night and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow.
الصفحة 42 - ... Dear girl, her name he dared not speak, But, as the song grew louder, Something upon the soldier's cheek Washed off the stains of powder. Beyond the darkening ocean burned The bloody sunset's embers, While the Crimean valleys learned How English love remembers. And once again a fire of hell Rained on the Russian quarters, With scream of shot, and burst of shell, And bellowing of the mortars! And Irish Nora's eyes are dim For a singer, dumb and gory; And English Mary mourns for him Who sang of...
الصفحة 377 - Where two twin turtle-doves dwell ! 0 cuckoopint, toll me the purple clapper That hangs in your clear green bell ! And show me your nest with the young ones in it ; I will not steal them away ; I am old ! you may trust me, linnet, linnet — I am seven times one to-day.
الصفحة 281 - The woman saith unto him, I know that Messias cometh, which is called Christ : when he is come he will tell us all things.
الصفحة 41 - They lay along the battery's side. Below the smoking cannon; Brave hearts from Severn and from Clyde, And from the banks of Shannon. They sang of love, and not of fame ; Forgot was Britain's glory; Each heart recalled a different name, But all sang "Annie Laurie.
الصفحة 359 - I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking in the barren skies And dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews were falling, Farre away I heard her song. "Cusha! Cusha!
الصفحة 377 - THERE'S no dew left on the daisies and - clover, There's no rain left in heaven : I've said my "seven times" over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter ; My birthday lessons are done; The lambs play always, they know no better ; They are only one times one.
الصفحة 38 - There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die...