Poems of American PatriotismScribner, 1900 - 285 pagini |
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... shore . And where they went on trade intent They did what freemen can , Their dauntless ways did all men praise , The merchant was a man . The world was made for honest trade , - To plant and eat be none afraid . The waves that rocked ...
... shore . And where they went on trade intent They did what freemen can , Their dauntless ways did all men praise , The merchant was a man . The world was made for honest trade , - To plant and eat be none afraid . The waves that rocked ...
Pagina 8
... And I on the opposite shore will be , Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm , For the country folk to be up and to arm . " Then he said , Good night ! and with muffled 8 PAUL REVERE'S RIDE,
... And I on the opposite shore will be , Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm , For the country folk to be up and to arm . " Then he said , Good night ! and with muffled 8 PAUL REVERE'S RIDE,
Pagina 9
... shore , Just as the moon rose over the bay , Where swinging wide at her moorings lay The Somerset , British man - of - war ; A phantom ship , with each mast and spar Across the moon like a prison - bar , And a huge black hulk , that was ...
... shore , Just as the moon rose over the bay , Where swinging wide at her moorings lay The Somerset , British man - of - war ; A phantom ship , with each mast and spar Across the moon like a prison - bar , And a huge black hulk , that was ...
Pagina 11
... shore walked Paul Revere . Now he patted his horse's side , Now gazed at the landscape far and near , Then , impetuous , stamped the earth , And turned and tightened his saddle - girth ; But mostly he watched with eager search The ...
... shore walked Paul Revere . Now he patted his horse's side , Now gazed at the landscape far and near , Then , impetuous , stamped the earth , And turned and tightened his saddle - girth ; But mostly he watched with eager search The ...
Pagina 21
... fortress , Silent the misty shore . But up from the wakening waters Comes the cool , fresh morning breeze , Lifting the banner of Britain , And whispering to the trees Of the swift gliding boats on the waters That are 21 TICONDEROGA,
... fortress , Silent the misty shore . But up from the wakening waters Comes the cool , fresh morning breeze , Lifting the banner of Britain , And whispering to the trees Of the swift gliding boats on the waters That are 21 TICONDEROGA,
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April 19 band banner battle BATTLE OF TRENTON bayonets beneath black-eyed rebel blood blue boys brave breast British brow bullets burn cannon Captain cheer comrades cried dark dead deadly death dying EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN Erie's fell fierce fight fire flag flag of Washington flame flashing fled fought FRANCIS MILES FINCH frown gallant gleaming glory grave gray guns hail hand hath heard heart heaven HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hurried JAMES RUSSELL Lowell John John Burns knew land Lay him low light looked loved marching Monterey morning mountain nebber you fear never night Old Brown Osawatomie Brown patriot plain poem proudly red-coats rifles roar round ship shore shot shout shroud silent slain smiles soldiers song star-spangled banner stars steed stood storm stream Tarleton tear tell THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH thunder town tread troops voice
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Pagina 102 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night. And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Pagina 146 - 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 his heel — Since God is marching on.
Pagina 106 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck once red with heroes...
Pagina 88 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? 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, half conceals, half discloses?
Pagina 8 - Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, "If the British march By land or sea from the town tonight, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and...
Pagina 278 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, . ' Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
Pagina 107 - O better that her shattered hulk Should sink beneath the wave; Her thunders shook the mighty deep, And there should be her grave; Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms, The lightning and the gale!
Pagina 206 - Fair as a garden of the Lord To the eyes of the famished rebel horde. On that pleasant morn of the early fall When Lee marched over the mountain wall, Over the mountains, winding down, Horse and foot into Frederick town, Forty flags with their silver stars, Forty flags with their crimson bars, Flapped in the morning wind ; the sun Of noon looked down, and saw not one.
Pagina 110 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Pagina 257 - 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.