Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Volume 23Charles Dudley Warner International Society, 1896 - Literature |
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Page 9018
... Thee alone ! " WHA THE MEANING OF HERESY is called a heretic has a very good side . It is a man who wishes to see with his own eyes . The only question is whether he has good eyes . In certain ages the name of heretic is the best title ...
... Thee alone ! " WHA THE MEANING OF HERESY is called a heretic has a very good side . It is a man who wishes to see with his own eyes . The only question is whether he has good eyes . In certain ages the name of heretic is the best title ...
Page 9098
... thee to persevere in thy valor , if that valor stood on the side of my country . I now dismiss thee untouched and unhurt , exempted from the right of war . " Then Mucius , as if making a return for the kindness , says , " Since bravery ...
... thee to persevere in thy valor , if that valor stood on the side of my country . I now dismiss thee untouched and unhurt , exempted from the right of war . " Then Mucius , as if making a return for the kindness , says , " Since bravery ...
Page 9120
... thee ? That good - for - nothing Time Has a confidence sublime ! When I first Saw this lady , in my youth , Her winters had , forsooth , Done their worst . Her locks ( as white as snow ) Once shamed the swarthy crow . By - and - by ...
... thee ? That good - for - nothing Time Has a confidence sublime ! When I first Saw this lady , in my youth , Her winters had , forsooth , Done their worst . Her locks ( as white as snow ) Once shamed the swarthy crow . By - and - by ...
Page 9138
... broken ; From hill to hill I wander still , Kissing thy token . I ride from land to land , I sail from sea to sea ; Some day more kind I fate may find , Some night kiss thee . THOMAS LODGE ( 1558 ( ? ) - 1625 ) 9138 JOHN GIBSON LOCKHART.
... broken ; From hill to hill I wander still , Kissing thy token . I ride from land to land , I sail from sea to sea ; Some day more kind I fate may find , Some night kiss thee . THOMAS LODGE ( 1558 ( ? ) - 1625 ) 9138 JOHN GIBSON LOCKHART.
Page 9142
... thee : O Cupid ! so thou pity me , Spare not , but play thee . LOVE URN I my looks unto the skies , TUR Love with his arrows wounds mine eyes ; If so I gaze upon the ground , Love then in every flower is found ; Search I the shade to ...
... thee : O Cupid ! so thou pity me , Spare not , but play thee . LOVE URN I my looks unto the skies , TUR Love with his arrows wounds mine eyes ; If so I gaze upon the ground , Love then in every flower is found ; Search I the shade to ...
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Page 9070 - I shall have the most solemn one to "preserve, protect, and defend it." I am loath to close. We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.
Page 9160 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Page 9072 - To strengthen, perpetuate, and extend this interest was the object for which the insurgents would rend the Union even by war, while the government claimed no right to do more than to restrict the territorial enlargement of it.
Page 9159 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist...
Page 9152 - Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be ; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave On the Lake of Galilee. And fast through the midnight dark and drear, Through the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's woe.
Page 9164 - Union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate! We know what Master laid thy keel, What 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 9072 - If we shall suppose that American slavery is one of those offenses which, in the providence of God, must needs come, but which, having continued through his appointed time, he now wills to remove, and that he gives to both North and South this terrible war, as the woe due to those by whom the offense came, shall we discern therein any departure from those divine attributes which the believers in a living God always ascribe to him?
Page 9148 - Take heed, that in thy verse Thou dost the tale rehearse, Else dread a dead man's curse; For this I sought thee. "Far in the Northern Land, By the wild Baltic's strand, I, with my childish hand, Tamed the gerfalcon; And, with my skates fast-bound, Skimmed the half-frozen Sound, That the poor whimpering hound Trembled to walk on.
Page 9071 - Both parties deprecated war ; but one of them would make war rather than let the nation survive ; and the other would accept war rather than let it perish.
Page 9169 - 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.