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... tear , The groan , the knell , the pall , the bier , And all we know , or dream , or fear , Of agony , are thine . But to the hero , when his sword Has won the battle for the free , Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word , And in its ...
... tear , The groan , the knell , the pall , the bier , And all we know , or dream , or fear , Of agony , are thine . But to the hero , when his sword Has won the battle for the free , Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word , And in its ...
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... tears ; And she , the mother of thy boys , Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak , The memory of her buried joys- And even she who gave thee birth , Will , by their pilgrim - circled hearth , " Talk of ...
... tears ; And she , the mother of thy boys , Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak , The memory of her buried joys- And even she who gave thee birth , Will , by their pilgrim - circled hearth , " Talk of ...
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... tear From the widow'd wives of Aragon , That fatal news to hear . Backward and backward Gomez fought , And high o'er the clashing steel , Plainer and plainer rose the cry , " Olea for Castile ! " Backward fought Gomez , step by step ...
... tear From the widow'd wives of Aragon , That fatal news to hear . Backward and backward Gomez fought , And high o'er the clashing steel , Plainer and plainer rose the cry , " Olea for Castile ! " Backward fought Gomez , step by step ...
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... tears , by firmness half conceal'd , A blessing , and a parting prayer , and he was in the field The field of strife , whose dews are blood , whose breezes War's hot breath , Whose fruits are garner'd in the grave , whose husbandman is ...
... tears , by firmness half conceal'd , A blessing , and a parting prayer , and he was in the field The field of strife , whose dews are blood , whose breezes War's hot breath , Whose fruits are garner'd in the grave , whose husbandman is ...
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... tears ! Yet , once again : In double file , advancing , then , he saw Twelve comrades , sternly set apart to execute the law ; But saw no more : his senses swam - deep darkness settled round- And , shuddering , he awaited now the fatal ...
... tears ! Yet , once again : In double file , advancing , then , he saw Twelve comrades , sternly set apart to execute the law ; But saw no more : his senses swam - deep darkness settled round- And , shuddering , he awaited now the fatal ...
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Page 261 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Page 19 - 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.
Page 162 - Be not too tame, neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature; for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Page 357 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 156 - Cameron's gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears!
Page 310 - And then he falls as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride, At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Page 154 - No traveller returns, — puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus, conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought ; And enterprises of great pith and moment, With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.
Page 155 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Page 152 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Page 242 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.