Heart Throbs: In Prose and Verse, Volume 1Chapple Publishing Company, 1905 - American literature |
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... knew Some one had blunder'd ; Their's not to make reply , Their's not to reason why , Their's but to do and die ; Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred . Cannon to right of them , Cannon to left of them , Cannon in front of them ...
... knew Some one had blunder'd ; Their's not to make reply , Their's not to reason why , Their's but to do and die ; Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred . Cannon to right of them , Cannon to left of them , Cannon in front of them ...
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... knew it must be you . I have never forgotten your features . Come , I can now afford that bottle of wine . ' " As we discussed the nice lunch he ordered spread for us , Mr. Fulton ran rapidly and vividly over his experiences of the past ...
... knew it must be you . I have never forgotten your features . Come , I can now afford that bottle of wine . ' " As we discussed the nice lunch he ordered spread for us , Mr. Fulton ran rapidly and vividly over his experiences of the past ...
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... knew the old no more . Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee , Child of the wandering sea , Cast from her lap , forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear ...
... knew the old no more . Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee , Child of the wandering sea , Cast from her lap , forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear ...
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... knew she understood With what a daring wish I trembled . A cloud passed kindly overhead , The moon was slyly peeping through it , Yet hid its face , as if it said , " Come , now or never , do it , do it ! " My lips till then had only ...
... knew she understood With what a daring wish I trembled . A cloud passed kindly overhead , The moon was slyly peeping through it , Yet hid its face , as if it said , " Come , now or never , do it , do it ! " My lips till then had only ...
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... knew , The wide , spreading pond and the mill that stood by it , The bridge and 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 . That moss covered bucket I ...
... knew , The wide , spreading pond and the mill that stood by it , The bridge and 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 . That moss covered bucket I ...
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Page 45 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Page 71 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient!
Page 147 - Liberty first and Union afterwards ; but everywhere, spread all over in characters of living light, blazing on all its ample folds, as they float over the sea and over the land, and in every wind under the whole heavens, that other sentiment, dear to every true American heart, Liberty and Union, Now and Forever, One and Inseparable.
Page 185 - When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?
Page 10 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble, free. Thy name I love ; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills: My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Page 294 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
Page 322 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Page 21 - We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this...
Page 9 - I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee.
Page 184 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...