American History by American Poets, المجلد 2Mrs. Nellie (Urner) Wallington, Nellie Urner Wallington Duffield, 1911 |
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Abram Joseph Ryan arms banner battle battle's Ben Milam beneath blood blue bonnie Blue Flag boys brave breast breath Brownell cannon Captain cheer chuff Clinton Scollard cloud dare dark dead death deed Dixie dread dream drum earth Edmund Clarence Stedman eyes fame Farragut fate fear fell fierce fight fire flag flame flash fought Freedom Frémont gallant George Henry Boker gleam glory grave gray guns hand hear heart Heaven Henry Henry Howard Brownell Herman Melville hero hill honour hundred Hurrah John John Greenleaf Whittier land light marching Maryland morning nation's never night o'er Old Brown Ossawatomie Brown Paul Hamilton Hayne peace rebel river roar ship shore shot shout soldiers song soul stand star stood storm strong sword tears thee thine thou thousand thunder tide victory Virginia voice Wallace Rice wave wind
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الصفحة 227 - UP from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.
الصفحة 84 - He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps. His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel: " As ye deal with my contemners so with you my grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with hia heel, Since God...
الصفحة 246 - In the swamp in secluded recesses, A shy and hidden bird is warbling a song. Solitary the thrush, The hermit withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements, Sings by himself a song. Song of the bleeding throat, Death's outlet song of life (for well dear brother I know, If thou wast not granted to sing thou would'st surely die...
الصفحة 252 - Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all, I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly. Approach strong...
الصفحة 252 - From me to thee glad serenades, Dances for thee I propose saluting thee, adornments and feastings for thee, And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting, And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night...
الصفحة 153 - God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor. Think ye I made this ball A field of havoc and war, 10 Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor?
الصفحة 6 - ... blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying o'er the flood And waves were white below, No more shall feel the victor's tread, Or know the conquered knee; — The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea!
الصفحة 238 - IT is done ! Clang of bell and roar of gun Send the tidings up and down. How the belfries rock and reel ! How the great guns, peal on peal, Fling the joy from town to town ! Ring, 0 bells ! Every stroke exulting tells Of the burial hour of crime.
الصفحة 249 - With ranging hills on the banks, with many a line against the sky, and shadows, And the city at hand with dwellings so dense, and stacks of chimneys, And all the scenes of life and the workshops, and the workmen homeward returning.
الصفحة 240 - Blotted out! All within and all about Shall a fresher life begin ; Freer breathe the universe As it rolls its heavy curse On the dead and buried sin ! It is done! In the circuit of the sun Shall the sound thereof go forth. It shall bid the sad rejoice, It shall give the dumb a voice, It shall belt with joy the earth! Ring and swing, Bells of joy ! On morning's wing Send the song of praise abroad! With a sound of broken chains Tell the nations that He reigns, Who alone is Lord and God 1 1865.