Open Sesame!: Poetry and Prose for School-days, Volume 2Blanche Wilder Bellamy, Maud Wilder Goodwin Ginn, 1890 - Readers |
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... swords . The last fortnight ! How sublime its lesson ! the Chris- tian one of conscience of truth . Virginia is weak , because each man's heart said amen to John Brown . His words they are stronger even than his rifles . - These crushed ...
... swords . The last fortnight ! How sublime its lesson ! the Chris- tian one of conscience of truth . Virginia is weak , because each man's heart said amen to John Brown . His words they are stronger even than his rifles . - These crushed ...
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... sword was swinging , And his brazen throat was ringing , Trumpet loud . Then the blue Bullets flew , And the trooper - jackets redden at the touch of the leaden Rifle - breath . And rounder , rounder , rounder , roared the iron six ...
... sword was swinging , And his brazen throat was ringing , Trumpet loud . Then the blue Bullets flew , And the trooper - jackets redden at the touch of the leaden Rifle - breath . And rounder , rounder , rounder , roared the iron six ...
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... sword Wage in vain the desperate fight ; Round him press a countless horde , He is but a single knight . Hark ! a cry of triumph shrill Through the wilderness resounds , As , with twenty bleeding wounds , Sinks the warrior , fighting ...
... sword Wage in vain the desperate fight ; Round him press a countless horde , He is but a single knight . Hark ! a cry of triumph shrill Through the wilderness resounds , As , with twenty bleeding wounds , Sinks the warrior , fighting ...
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... sword . Behold The arch enchanter's wand ! -itself a nothing But taking sorcery from the master's hand To paralyze the Cæsars and to strike The loud earth breathless ! Take away the sword States can be saved without it . THE LANDING OF ...
... sword . Behold The arch enchanter's wand ! -itself a nothing But taking sorcery from the master's hand To paralyze the Cæsars and to strike The loud earth breathless ! Take away the sword States can be saved without it . THE LANDING OF ...
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... sword , and all flame , with our brows lifted high ! Ride on , happy band , for thy glory swims nigh . Old England forever ! Hurrah ! Chariots of fire in the dark of death stand To crown all who die for their own dear land ; My God ...
... sword , and all flame , with our brows lifted high ! Ride on , happy band , for thy glory swims nigh . Old England forever ! Hurrah ! Chariots of fire in the dark of death stand To crown all who die for their own dear land ; My God ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON arms banner battle BATTLE OF IVRY bells Bingen bishop bishop of Hereford blessed blood blow bold Robin Hood Bonnie Dundee brave breast breath BRET HARTE brow Brutus Cæsar cheer cried crown Cusha dark dead death earth Eldormen and Thanes EXTRACTS eyes face fall fame fathers fell fight forever friends galloped glory grave hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hills honor Horatius Hurrah King Edwin land Lars Porsena liberty light lips Little John live Lochinvar looked Lord morn never night noble Norman o'er once proud Rhine roar Robin Hood Rome rose round Samian wine shore shout sing sleep smile soldier song soul sound spake speak stand steed stood sweet sword tears tell thee thine THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY thou to-day uppe voice waves weep WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE words
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Page 316 - And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling.
Page 55 - From his nest by the white wave's foam ; And the rocking pines of the forest roared — This was their welcome home. There were men with hoary hair Amidst that pilgrim band : Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth ; There was manhood's brow, serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure...
Page 165 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Page 346 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead: That is the grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Page 268 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 160 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 29 - The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me ; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek ; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound ; to proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, and the day of vengeance of our God ; to comfort all that mourn...
Page 86 - Eske river where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Page 61 - With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Page 298 - The bride at the altar ; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges : Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded : Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come ; See how they gather ! Wide waves the eagle plume Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set ! Pibroch...