Beacon Lights of Patriotism: Or, Historic Incentives to Virtue and Good Citizenship. In Prose and Verse with Notes. Dedicated to American YouthSilver, Burdette and Company, 1894 - 443 من الصفحات |
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... feeling which animated the people , - ' Be of good cour- age , and let us play the man , for our people and the cities of our God ! " - Zeal for Jehovah as their God , and for their country and brethren as His land and His people , had ...
... feeling which animated the people , - ' Be of good cour- age , and let us play the man , for our people and the cities of our God ! " - Zeal for Jehovah as their God , and for their country and brethren as His land and His people , had ...
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... feel my pulses thrill Like a rich harp - string , yearning to caress thee , And hear thy sweet ' My father ! ' from these dumb And cold lips , Absalom ! " The grave hath won thee ! I shall hear the gush Of music and the voices of the ...
... feel my pulses thrill Like a rich harp - string , yearning to caress thee , And hear thy sweet ' My father ! ' from these dumb And cold lips , Absalom ! " The grave hath won thee ! I shall hear the gush Of music and the voices of the ...
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... feel under obligation to you of being eased of a great part of their burdens , so it devolves upon me that they draw no advantage from their perfidy . Nobody is more sensible than myself of the weakness of man and the power of Fortune ...
... feel under obligation to you of being eased of a great part of their burdens , so it devolves upon me that they draw no advantage from their perfidy . Nobody is more sensible than myself of the weakness of man and the power of Fortune ...
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... feel distress , and suffer for his impious ingratitude to my father and his blood - thirsty cruelty to my brother ... feels none of the miseries which rend my soul with agony and distraction ; while I am set up as a spectacle to all ...
... feel distress , and suffer for his impious ingratitude to my father and his blood - thirsty cruelty to my brother ... feels none of the miseries which rend my soul with agony and distraction ; while I am set up as a spectacle to all ...
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... feel no longer ; I challenge Rome to give another pang ! Oh , how he smiled when he beheld me pause Before his car and scowl upon the mob ! The curse of Rome was burning on my lips , And I had gnaw'd my chain and hurl'd it at them , But ...
... feel no longer ; I challenge Rome to give another pang ! Oh , how he smiled when he beheld me pause Before his car and scowl upon the mob ! The curse of Rome was burning on my lips , And I had gnaw'd my chain and hurl'd it at them , But ...
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Adherbal American arms army banner battle beneath BENJAMIN HARRISON bless blood boys brave breast breath century CHARLES MACKAY Christopher Columbus citizens crown dead death deeds duty earth Epes Sargent eternal eyes faith fame Fatherland fathers feel FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS flag freedom genius glorious glory grave H. H. Bancroft hand happy hath heart Heaven heroes hills honor human immortal Jugurtha king labor land liberty light live mighty mind moral mountain NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS nation never night noble Numidia o'er passions patriotic peace pride Republic rest ROBERT CHARLES WINTHROP Roman Roman Senate Rome SAMUEL FRANCIS SMITH shore slave slavery sleep soldiers song soul spirit stand stars sweet sword tell thee thought tion to-day toil triumph true truth valor victory virtue voice Washington wave wealth WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT young youth
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الصفحة 389 - There shall be sung another golden age. The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts. Not such as Europe breeds in her decay; Such as she bred when fresh and young. When heavenly flame did animate her clay, By future poets shall be sung. Westward the course of empire takes its way; The four first Acts already past, A fifth shall close the Drama with the day: Time's noblest offspring is the last.
الصفحة 213 - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
الصفحة 236 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. 'Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they...
الصفحة 136 - I consider it as an indispensable duty to close this last solemn act of my official life, by commending the interests of our dearest country, to the protection of Almighty God, and those who have the superintendence of them to his holy keeping.
الصفحة 406 - 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: O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
الصفحة 100 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew! The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it, The bridge, and the rock where the cataract fell, The cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh it, And e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well — The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket which hung in the well.
الصفحة 299 - It is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated, here, to the unfinished work that they have thus far so nobly carried on. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us...
الصفحة 25 - X. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his man-servant, nor his maid-servant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbor's.
الصفحة 236 - Druid, hoary chief; every burning word he spoke full of rage, and full of grief: ' Princess ! if our aged eyes weep upon thy matchless wrongs, 'tis because resentment ties all the terrors of our tongues. ' Rome shall perish — write that word in the blood that she has spilt ; perish, hopeless and abhorred, deep in ruin as in guilt.
الصفحة 106 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...