Hero Tales from American History
Tells the story of some Americans who have given their lives in war and peace to the service of their fellow-countrymen or where champions of the nation in the various crises of her history.
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able action advance American armed army assault attack battle bayonet began brave British captain carried cause charge Civil close command Confederates courage crew daring death Early enemy face failed fell field fight finally fire flag fleet foes followed force formed forward fought four French front gave give Grant ground guns hand head heart heavy House hundred Indians iron Jackson killed knew lead light lived look lost Lowell Monitor moved navy never night North officers once passed port position privateer reached ready regiment regular river rode rushed sent ships shot showed side soldiers soon South stand stood strong struck struggle success terrible thought thousand tion took town troops turn Union United vessels victory walls Washington whole wounded
Page 301 - 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.
Page 300 - Both parties deprecated war, but one of them would make war rather than let the nation survive, and the other would accept war rather than let it perish. And the war came.
Page 290 - O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells: Rise up — for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead.
Page 301 - ANY DEPARTURE FROM THOSE DIVINE ATTRIBUTES WHICH THE BELIEVERS IN A LIVING GOD ALWAYS ASCRIBE TO HIM. 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 BONDSMAN'S TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY YEARS...
Page 290 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is...
Page 138 - Their shivered swords are red with rust, Their plumed heads are bowed; Their haughty banner, trailed in dust, Is now their martial shroud. And plenteous funeral tears have washed The red stains from each brow, And the proud forms, by battle gashed, Are free from anguish now. The...
Page 68 - Set you down this ; And say besides, that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian and traduced the state, I took by the throat the circumcised dog, And smote him, thus.