Warren's Reading SelectionW.S. Fortescue, 1879 - 408 pagini |
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Pagina xvii
... fair contrast we love in lower lands between bright heavens and dark cool earth here reverses itself with terrible energy . You look up into an infinite vault , unveiled by clouds , empty and dark , from which no brightness seems to ray ...
... fair contrast we love in lower lands between bright heavens and dark cool earth here reverses itself with terrible energy . You look up into an infinite vault , unveiled by clouds , empty and dark , from which no brightness seems to ray ...
Pagina xxi
... fair , Lashed close to a drifting mast . The salt sea was frozen on her breast , The salt tears in her eyes ; And he saw her hair like the brown sea - weed On the billows fall and rise . Such was the wreck of the Hesperus , In the ...
... fair , Lashed close to a drifting mast . The salt sea was frozen on her breast , The salt tears in her eyes ; And he saw her hair like the brown sea - weed On the billows fall and rise . Such was the wreck of the Hesperus , In the ...
Pagina xxix
... fair women and brave men : and A thousand hearts | beat happily , and when and Soft , low and quick , aspi- rated chest tone . Loud , Music | arose | with its voluptuous swell , Soft eyes look'd love | to eyes | which spake again ; And ...
... fair women and brave men : and A thousand hearts | beat happily , and when and Soft , low and quick , aspi- rated chest tone . Loud , Music | arose | with its voluptuous swell , Soft eyes look'd love | to eyes | which spake again ; And ...
Pagina 58
... fair , That there it may peacefully slumber . " The legion of honor , with ribbon red , Upon my bosom place thou , And put in my hand my musket dread , And my sword around me brace thou . " And so in my grave will I silently lie , And ...
... fair , That there it may peacefully slumber . " The legion of honor , with ribbon red , Upon my bosom place thou , And put in my hand my musket dread , And my sword around me brace thou . " And so in my grave will I silently lie , And ...
Pagina 60
... fair , Are carolling songs in rapture there . I wonder if they , in their blissful glee , Would pity a poor little beggar like me , Wandering alone in the merciless street , Naked and shivering , and nothing to eat ? Oh ! what shall I ...
... fair , Are carolling songs in rapture there . I wonder if they , in their blissful glee , Would pity a poor little beggar like me , Wandering alone in the merciless street , Naked and shivering , and nothing to eat ? Oh ! what shall I ...
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Pagina 164 - Both read the same bible and pray to the same God, and each invokes His aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men's faces, but let us judge not that we be not judged.
Pagina 165 - Fondly do we hope — fervently do we pray — that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the bondman's two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said, " The judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.
Pagina 395 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the Gate: "To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers, And the temples of his Gods.
Pagina 162 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; 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 burnish'd rows of steel ; "As...
Pagina xxv - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Pagina 242 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
Pagina 396 - Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind ; Thrice thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind. " Down with him ! " cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face. "Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena,
Pagina 249 - ... our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing; The breeze comes whispering in our ear, That dandelions are blossoming near, That maize has sprouted, that streams are flowing, That the river is bluer than the sky, That the robin is plastering his house hard by; And if the breeze kept the good news back. For other couriers we should not lack; We could guess it all by yon heifer's lowing, — And hark!
Pagina 164 - Neither party expected for the war, the magnitude or the duration which it has already attained. Neither anticipated that the cause of the conflict might cease with or even before the conflict itself should cease. Each looked for an easier triumph, and a result less fundamental and astounding.
Pagina 248 - And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace...