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... Lincoln " ; P. F. Collier & Son for " Abraham Lincoln , " by Theodore Roosevelt ; Doubleday , Page & Company and Edwin Markham for “ The Man with the Hoe " ; Charles Scribner's Sons for " The Song of the Chattahoochee " from " Poems of ...
... Lincoln " ; P. F. Collier & Son for " Abraham Lincoln , " by Theodore Roosevelt ; Doubleday , Page & Company and Edwin Markham for “ The Man with the Hoe " ; Charles Scribner's Sons for " The Song of the Chattahoochee " from " Poems of ...
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... LINCOLN ABRAHAM LINCOLN 281 Henry Watterson 285 ABRAHAM LINCOLN Theodore Roosevelt 296 A TYPICAL AMERICAN Henry Woodfin Grady 305 . ABRAHAM LINCOLN GETTYSBURG ADDRESS . EXCELSIOR . THE ARTIST'S SECRET THE THREE SONGS THE MAN WITH THE ...
... LINCOLN ABRAHAM LINCOLN 281 Henry Watterson 285 ABRAHAM LINCOLN Theodore Roosevelt 296 A TYPICAL AMERICAN Henry Woodfin Grady 305 . ABRAHAM LINCOLN GETTYSBURG ADDRESS . EXCELSIOR . THE ARTIST'S SECRET THE THREE SONGS THE MAN WITH THE ...
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... the lines that tell this . of the vil- The difference between one boy and another is not so much in talent as in energy . DR . THOMAS ARNOLD TRIBUTES TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN INTRODUCTION What is a great man 280 OLIVER GOLDSMITH.
... the lines that tell this . of the vil- The difference between one boy and another is not so much in talent as in energy . DR . THOMAS ARNOLD TRIBUTES TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN INTRODUCTION What is a great man 280 OLIVER GOLDSMITH.
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William Iler Crane, William Henry Wheeler. TRIBUTES TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN INTRODUCTION What is a great man ? Is a great conqueror , like Alexander the Great or Napoleon Bonaparte , each of whom , in his time ... LINCOLN ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
William Iler Crane, William Henry Wheeler. TRIBUTES TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN INTRODUCTION What is a great man ? Is a great conqueror , like Alexander the Great or Napoleon Bonaparte , each of whom , in his time ... LINCOLN ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
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... all sorts of reasons why he should not return to Scotland . However , Macduff refuses to excuse him , and continues to urge him to return . Finally , his other excuses not having been accepted , 282 TRIBUTES TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
... all sorts of reasons why he should not return to Scotland . However , Macduff refuses to excuse him , and continues to urge him to return . Finally , his other excuses not having been accepted , 282 TRIBUTES TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
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Page 277 - There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Page 58 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who, from her green lap, throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thce with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 71 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 83 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought...
Page 266 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Page 273 - 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 72 - The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings Of morning, pierce the Barcan wilderness, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings...
Page 71 - Yet a few days and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Page 82 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Page 268 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labor free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round.