Library of Southern Literature: MiscellanaeMartin & Hoyt Company, 1910 |
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A Christmas Hymn PAGE Bocock 6139 In the Library The Heart of Fire Imperator Orbis Bocock 6140 Bocock 6141 Bocock 6142 God Bless You , Dear Carter 6143 The Angel of Marye's Heights Clark 6144 To Mr. H. W. Moran Clarkson 6146 Cold Water ...
A Christmas Hymn PAGE Bocock 6139 In the Library The Heart of Fire Imperator Orbis Bocock 6140 Bocock 6141 Bocock 6142 God Bless You , Dear Carter 6143 The Angel of Marye's Heights Clark 6144 To Mr. H. W. Moran Clarkson 6146 Cold Water ...
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... heart is stirred , And the tears come softly stealing At each imitative word ! There's a struggle in my bosom , For I love my darling boy- He's the gladness of my spirit , He's the sunlight of my joy ! Yet I think upon my country , And ...
... heart is stirred , And the tears come softly stealing At each imitative word ! There's a struggle in my bosom , For I love my darling boy- He's the gladness of my spirit , He's the sunlight of my joy ! Yet I think upon my country , And ...
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... heart and arm : The heart whereon his cause hung - see how clingeth That banner to his bier ! The arm wherewith his cause struck - hark ! how ringeth His trumpet in their rear ! What have we left ? His glorious inspiration , His prayers ...
... heart and arm : The heart whereon his cause hung - see how clingeth That banner to his bier ! The arm wherewith his cause struck - hark ! how ringeth His trumpet in their rear ! What have we left ? His glorious inspiration , His prayers ...
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... hearts to wave , Its tattered folds forever furled : We laid it in an honored grave , And left its memories to the world . The agony of long , long years , May , in a moment , be compressed , And with a grief too deep for tears , A heart ...
... hearts to wave , Its tattered folds forever furled : We laid it in an honored grave , And left its memories to the world . The agony of long , long years , May , in a moment , be compressed , And with a grief too deep for tears , A heart ...
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... part ! To stay the hand , to still the heart , To seal the lips , enshroud the past , To have no future - all o'ercast ; To knit life's broken threads again , And keep her FUGITIVE AND ANONYMOUS POEMS 6093 Dixie Mrs Downing.
... part ! To stay the hand , to still the heart , To seal the lips , enshroud the past , To have no future - all o'ercast ; To knit life's broken threads again , And keep her FUGITIVE AND ANONYMOUS POEMS 6093 Dixie Mrs Downing.
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Página 6208 - I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing all the slaves, I would do it; and if I could do it by freeing some and leaving others alone, I would also do that. What I do about slavery and the colored race, I do because I believe it helps to save the Union; and what I forbear, I forbear because I do not believe it would help to save the Union.
Página 6125 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps
Página 6125 - 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...
Página 6497 - Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty?
Página 6378 - All eyes are opened, or opening, to the rights of man. The general spread of the light of science has already laid open to every view the palpable truth, that the mass of mankind has not been born with saddles on their backs, nor a favored few booted and spurred, ready to ride them legitimately, by the grace of God.
Página 6355 - Alexander the coppersmith did me much evil: the Lord reward him according to his works : 15 Of whom be thou ware also; for he hath greatly withstood our words.
Página 6083 - Potomac," they say. Except now and then a stray picket Is shot as he walks on his beat, to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket. "Tis nothing; a private or two now and then Will not count in the news of the battle. Not an officer lost — only one of the men Moaning out, all alone, the death-rattle. All quiet along the Potomac...
Página 6504 - ... autumn leaf That trembles in the moon's pale ray. Its hold is frail — its date is brief, Restless — and soon to pass away! Yet, ere that leaf shall fall and fade, The parent tree will mourn its shade, The winds bewail the leafless tree — But none shall breathe a sigh for me! My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand...
Página 6127 - Ah ! Maiden, wait and watch and yearn For news of Stonewall's band! Ah! Widow, read, with eyes that burn, That ring upon thy hand. Ah ! Wife, sew on, pray on, hope on ; Thy life shall not be all forlorn; The foe had better ne'er been born That gets in "Stonewall's way.
Página 6469 - There are four things which I humbly conceive are essential to the -well-being, I may even venture to say to the existence, of the United States as an independent power.