American Patriotic Prose and VerseMrs. Ruth Frances (Davis) Stevens, Ruth Frances Davis Stevens, David Harrison Stevens A chronologically arranged collection of patriotic literature, with subjects ranging from Columbus to World War I. |
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... soon unfold ; A thousand harvests in her breast , Rocks ribbed with iron and gold . Rise up , my children , time is ripe ! Old things are passed away . Bishops and kings from earth I wipe ; Too long they've had their day . A little ship ...
... soon unfold ; A thousand harvests in her breast , Rocks ribbed with iron and gold . Rise up , my children , time is ripe ! Old things are passed away . Bishops and kings from earth I wipe ; Too long they've had their day . A little ship ...
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... soon hear the roar of the last wave , which will settle over them forever . Ages hence , the inquisitive white man will ponder on the structure of their disturbed remains and wonder to what manner of persons they belonged . They will ...
... soon hear the roar of the last wave , which will settle over them forever . Ages hence , the inquisitive white man will ponder on the structure of their disturbed remains and wonder to what manner of persons they belonged . They will ...
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... soon set free . LISTEN , my children , and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere , On the eighteenth of April , in Seventy - five ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year . He said to his friend ...
... soon set free . LISTEN , my children , and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere , On the eighteenth of April , in Seventy - five ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year . He said to his friend ...
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... Soon rested those who fought ; but thou Who minglest in the harder strife For truths which men receive not now , Thy warfare only ends with life . A friendless warfare ! lingering long Through weary day and weary year , A wild and many ...
... Soon rested those who fought ; but thou Who minglest in the harder strife For truths which men receive not now , Thy warfare only ends with life . A friendless warfare ! lingering long Through weary day and weary year , A wild and many ...
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... soon be to the mansions of rest . Relying on its kindness in this as in other things , and actuated by that fervent love toward it which is so natural to a man who views in it the 42 American Patriotic Prose and Verse.
... soon be to the mansions of rest . Relying on its kindness in this as in other things , and actuated by that fervent love toward it which is so natural to a man who views in it the 42 American Patriotic Prose and Verse.
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Page 23 - Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery ! Our chains are forged ; their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable — and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come! It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, peace; but there is no peace.
Page 23 - Three millions of people armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Page 67 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck once red with heroes...
Page 2 - Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and, sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Page 4 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said : " Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say...
Page 58 - We have called by different names brethren of the same principle. We are all Republicans ; we are all Federalists. If there be any among us who wish to dissolve this Union, or to change its republican form, let them stand undisturbed as monuments of the safety with which error of opinion may be tolerated, where reason is left free to combat it.
Page 61 - O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave ! And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave us no more ? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps
Page 41 - Harmony, liberal intercourse with all nations, are recommended by policy, humanity, and interest. But even our commercial policy should hold an equal and impartial hand, neither seeking nor granting exclusive favors or preferences; consulting the natural course of things; diffusing and diversifying by gentle means the streams of commerce, but forcing nothing...
Page 24 - LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.
Page 78 - 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.