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Page 105 - There's a fount about to stream, There's a light about to beam, There's a warmth about to glow, There's a flower about to blow; There's a midnight blackness changing Into gray ; Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way...
Page 61 - My shallow judgment I had learned to rue, Noting how to occasion's height he rose, How his quaint wit made home-truth seem more true, How, iron-like, his temper grew by blows; How humble, yet how hopeful, he could be; How, in good fortune and in ill, the same; Nor bitter in success, nor boastful he, Thirsty for gold, nor feverish for fame.
Page 61 - The Old World and the New, from sea to sea, Utter one voice of sympathy and shame: Sore heart, so stopped when it at last beat high; Sad life, cut short just as its triumph came!
Page 100 - Were half the power, that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth, bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals nor forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Page 33 - He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red.
Page 91 - Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain : These constitute a state, And sovereign law, that state's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate Sits empress crowning good, repressing ill. Smit by her sacred frown, The fiend Dissension like a vapour sinks, And e'en the all-dazzling crown Hides his faint rays, and at her bidding shrinks.
Page 86 - The brow of the priest that the mitre hath worn, The eye of the sage, and the heart of the brave, Are hidden and lost in the depths of the grave. The peasant whose lot was to sow and to reap, The herdsman who climbed with his goats to the steep, The beggar who wandered in search of his bread, Have faded away like the grass that we tread.
Page 95 - The triumph, and the vanity, The rapture of the strife — The earthquake voice of Victory, To thee the breath of life ; The sword, the sceptre, and that sway Which man...
Page 66 - I often asked myself, as our carriages separated, whether that was the last sight I ever should have of you. And though I wished to say no, my fears answered yes. I called to mind the days of my youth, and found they had long since fled, to return no more ; that I was now descending the hill I had been...
Page 251 - O Lady! thou in whom my hopes have rest; Who, for my safety, hast not scorn'd, in Hell To leave the traces of thy footsteps mark'd; for all mine eyes have seen, I to thy power And goodness, virtue owe and grace. Of slave Thou hast to freedom brought me: and no means, For my deliverance apt, hast left untried.