Poems of the Late Francis S. KeyR. Carter & Brothers, 1857 - 191 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 37
... no lay could frame , My sister ! I think of thee - of those bright hours Rich in life's first and fairest flowers , When childhood's gay delights were ours , My sister ! Those sunny paths were all our own , And thou 4 To my Sister.
... no lay could frame , My sister ! I think of thee - of those bright hours Rich in life's first and fairest flowers , When childhood's gay delights were ours , My sister ! Those sunny paths were all our own , And thou 4 To my Sister.
الصفحة 38
Francis Scott Key. Those sunny paths were all our own , And thou and I were there alone , Each to the other only known , My sister ! In every joy and every care , We two , and we alone , were there , The brightness and the gloom to share ...
Francis Scott Key. Those sunny paths were all our own , And thou and I were there alone , Each to the other only known , My sister ! In every joy and every care , We two , and we alone , were there , The brightness and the gloom to share ...
الصفحة 42
... thou may'st write for fame , But by a tenderer and holier name I call thee - Christian ! Write me here one lay , For me to read and treasure when thou'rt away . To Miss AND is it so ? -a thousand miles 42 KEY'S POEMS .
... thou may'st write for fame , But by a tenderer and holier name I call thee - Christian ! Write me here one lay , For me to read and treasure when thou'rt away . To Miss AND is it so ? -a thousand miles 42 KEY'S POEMS .
الصفحة 48
... Thou wilt for one , who in the world's wild strife Is doomed to mingle in the storms of life , Give him the blessing of a Christian's care , And raise in his defence the shield of prayer . TUSCALOOSA , Alabama , Dec. 13 , 1833 . Written ...
... Thou wilt for one , who in the world's wild strife Is doomed to mingle in the storms of life , Give him the blessing of a Christian's care , And raise in his defence the shield of prayer . TUSCALOOSA , Alabama , Dec. 13 , 1833 . Written ...
الصفحة 54
... thou must bear ; Death and disgrace Ulysses plots for thee , The bold detector of his infamy . Urged by revenge , for this the accuser came , To pour thy blood upon thy blasted name , Charged thee with treason , and , in proof ...
... thou must bear ; Death and disgrace Ulysses plots for thee , The bold detector of his infamy . Urged by revenge , for this the accuser came , To pour thy blood upon thy blasted name , Charged thee with treason , and , in proof ...
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Ajax arms Art thou Beanes bear beauty behold bestow Bible Bladensburg bless bliss brave breath bright wreath British army brows Bruin Cæsar called Catechism CHIEF JUSTICE TANEY Christ Christian command Covenanters darkness daugh death Delia Diomede Divine E'en e'er earth Fair land faith fear feel flag fleet form a bright friends Georgetown gift gilt give gloom glory grace grave hand hath hear heart HEATHERDALE heaven honor hope Illustrated John Anderson Key's light live look Lord maiden morn morocco never nigh night path patriot peace Pilgrim's Progress plain poet's portrait praise prayer rapture rich ROBERT CARTER Sarah Gayle scenes shine ships Sing sister smile song sorrow soul springs Star Spangled Banner stitches sweet tears tell thee There's There's a home thine things Thomas Cochrane thou my Father thou shalt thought treasures Ulysses vols warm words ye nations
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الصفحة 33 - 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, now conceals, now discloses?
الصفحة 68 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
الصفحة 32 - Oh say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
الصفحة 153 - Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more? Is his mercy clean gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore? Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies?
الصفحة 172 - Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, Wretched wanderer, far astray; Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away...
الصفحة 34 - Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land Praise the power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto— "IN GOD IS OUR TRUST...
الصفحة 33 - Their blood has wash'd out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
الصفحة 173 - Wretched wanderer, far astray ; Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away ; Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, And, the light of hope revealing, Bade the blood-stained cross appear. 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express...
الصفحة 172 - I'd praise thee, -^ For the bliss thy love bestows; For the pardoning grace that saves me, And the peace that from it flows...
الصفحة 153 - And I said, It is mine own infirmity : but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most Highest.