Beacon Lights of Patriotism: Or, Historic Incentives to Virtue and Good Citizenship. In Prose and Verse with Notes. Dedicated to American Youth |
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... Samuel Woodworth George P. Morris . Robert Bleakie London Spectator Hoffmann von Fallersleben Bernard Barton John Howard Payne . Sir Walter Scott 1. THE BATTLE - FIELD 2. THE HONORED DEAD . 6 CONTENTS . THE MOURNING HERO'S VISION.
... Samuel Woodworth George P. Morris . Robert Bleakie London Spectator Hoffmann von Fallersleben Bernard Barton John Howard Payne . Sir Walter Scott 1. THE BATTLE - FIELD 2. THE HONORED DEAD . 6 CONTENTS . THE MOURNING HERO'S VISION.
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... BATTLE OF LINDEN 26. THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO 27. THE BATTLE OF LEXINGTON 28. BUNKER HILL 29. VALLEY FORGE . • 30. THE STORMING OF MONTEREY 31. HIGHTIDE AT GETTYSBURG 32. ONCE AT BATTLE EVE 33. TO THEE , O COUNTRY !. George Croly Joaquin ...
... BATTLE OF LINDEN 26. THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO 27. THE BATTLE OF LEXINGTON 28. BUNKER HILL 29. VALLEY FORGE . • 30. THE STORMING OF MONTEREY 31. HIGHTIDE AT GETTYSBURG 32. ONCE AT BATTLE EVE 33. TO THEE , O COUNTRY !. George Croly Joaquin ...
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... battle of Medeba , gave the key to the feeling which animated the people , - ' Be of good cour- age , and let us play the man , for our people and the cities of our God ! " - Zeal for Jehovah as their God , and for their country and ...
... battle of Medeba , gave the key to the feeling which animated the people , - ' Be of good cour- age , and let us play the man , for our people and the cities of our God ! " - Zeal for Jehovah as their God , and for their country and ...
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... battle ! Jonathan is slain upon thy high places ! I am distressed for thee , my brother Jonathan ; Very pleasant hast thou been unto me : Thy love to me was wonderful , Passing the love of women ; How are the mighty fallen , And the ...
... battle ! Jonathan is slain upon thy high places ! I am distressed for thee , my brother Jonathan ; Very pleasant hast thou been unto me : Thy love to me was wonderful , Passing the love of women ; How are the mighty fallen , And the ...
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... battle . They come from a distant land , from the end of the heaven , Jehovah and the instruments of his indignation , To lay waste the whole country . Behold , I will raise against them the Medes , Who make no account of silver , And ...
... battle . They come from a distant land , from the end of the heaven , Jehovah and the instruments of his indignation , To lay waste the whole country . Behold , I will raise against them the Medes , Who make no account of silver , And ...
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Page 389 - There shall be sung another golden age. The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts. Not such as Europe breeds in her decay; Such as she bred when fresh and young. When heavenly flame did animate her clay, By future poets shall be sung. Westward the course of empire takes its way; The four first Acts already past, A fifth shall close the Drama with the day: Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Page 213 - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Page 236 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. 'Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they...
Page 136 - I consider it as an indispensable duty to close this last solemn act of my official life, by commending the interests of our dearest country, to the protection of Almighty God, and those who have the superintendence of them to his holy keeping.
Page 406 - O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there: O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Page 100 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew! The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it, The bridge, and the rock where the cataract fell, The cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh it, And e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well — The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket which hung in the well.
Page 299 - It is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated, here, to the unfinished work that they have thus far so nobly carried on. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us...
Page 25 - X. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his man-servant, nor his maid-servant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbor's.
Page 236 - Druid, hoary chief; every burning word he spoke full of rage, and full of grief: ' Princess ! if our aged eyes weep upon thy matchless wrongs, 'tis because resentment ties all the terrors of our tongues. ' Rome shall perish — write that word in the blood that she has spilt ; perish, hopeless and abhorred, deep in ruin as in guilt.
Page 106 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...