Lyrics of loyalty, arranged and edited by F. Moore, Volumen651864 |
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... Freedom .. The Volunteer . War Song . Bethel ... Northmen , Come out .. Pro Patria .... The Picket - Guard . The Holy War .. July 21 , 1861 .. To the Men of the North and Martih F. Tupper .. .Anonymous .. · Anonymous ... A. J. H. ...
... Freedom .. The Volunteer . War Song . Bethel ... Northmen , Come out .. Pro Patria .... The Picket - Guard . The Holy War .. July 21 , 1861 .. To the Men of the North and Martih F. Tupper .. .Anonymous .. · Anonymous ... A. J. H. ...
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... Freedom Droop and Die ... C. G. Leland .. This Day Countrymen .. Mitchel . Why When the Great Rebellion ' s Over .. A Cheer for the Brave .... Our Country's Call .. The Old Ship of State . Robert Lowell . 209 211 · 212 .... W. F. ...
... Freedom Droop and Die ... C. G. Leland .. This Day Countrymen .. Mitchel . Why When the Great Rebellion ' s Over .. A Cheer for the Brave .... Our Country's Call .. The Old Ship of State . Robert Lowell . 209 211 · 212 .... W. F. ...
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... Freedom stood in peril of a foe ! And even timid hearts grew bold Whenever Roland tolled , And every hand a sword could hold ! So acted men * The famous bell Roland , of Ghent , was an object of great affection to the people , because ...
... Freedom stood in peril of a foe ! And even timid hearts grew bold Whenever Roland tolled , And every hand a sword could hold ! So acted men * The famous bell Roland , of Ghent , was an object of great affection to the people , because ...
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... break while graves are Amen ! So God hath willed ! And may His grace anoint us all ! IV . Toll ! Roland , toll ! The Dragon on thy tower Stands sentry to this hour , THE GREAT BELL ROLAND . And Freedom so stands safe.
... break while graves are Amen ! So God hath willed ! And may His grace anoint us all ! IV . Toll ! Roland , toll ! The Dragon on thy tower Stands sentry to this hour , THE GREAT BELL ROLAND . And Freedom so stands safe.
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Frank Moore. THE GREAT BELL ROLAND . And Freedom so stands safe in Ghent ! And merrier bells now ring , And in the land's ... Freedom's flag , wherever waved , Shall shadow not a man enslaved ! Toll ! Roland , toll ! From Northern lake to ...
Frank Moore. THE GREAT BELL ROLAND . And Freedom so stands safe in Ghent ! And merrier bells now ring , And in the land's ... Freedom's flag , wherever waved , Shall shadow not a man enslaved ! Toll ! Roland , toll ! From Northern lake to ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Baltimore banner battle bless blood blow boys brave breast breath brother Canaän CARTE DE VISITE cheer Column comrades country's cursed dark dead dear death dream drum earth echoing eyes fall FANEUIL HALL fathers fell fight fire flag Flower of Liberty FORCEYTHE WILLSON Freedom gallant gently glory grave hail hand hear heart Heaven heroes Hurrah HYMN JULIA WARD kissed land light lips morning mother music of Union nation neath never night North Northmen o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES patriot peace PICKET-GUARD pray prayer Rataplan rebel roar Roland rose sabres shame shout sighs slave sleep smile soldier SONG soul Star-Spangled Banner stars strike sweet sword tears Tennessee thee THEODORE TILTON THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH thou to-day toll traitors Treason true trumpet victory WAR SONG wave wife WILLIAM ROSS WALLACE winds wounded
Pasajes populares
Página 224 - I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps: His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel; "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; Let the hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God is marching on.
Página 224 - 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.
Página 253 - THE word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims came, As they sat by the seaside, And filled their hearts with flame. God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more ; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor.
Página 235 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side...
Página 236 - Slavery, the earth-born Cyclops, fellest of the giant brood, Sons of brutish Force and Darkness, who have drenched the earth with blood, Famished in his self-made desert, blinded by our purer day, Gropes in yet unblasted regions for his miserable prey ; — Shall we guide his gory fingers where our helpless children play?
Página 202 - Fold him in his country's stars, Roll the drum and fire the volley ! What to him are all our wars ? What but death bemocking folly?
Página 201 - Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow! What cares he ? he cannot know : Lay him low! As man may, he fought his fight, Proved his truth by his endeavor ; Let him sleep in solemn night, Sleep forever and forever ; Lay him low, lay him low, .In the clover or the snow!
Página 116 - WHAT flower is this that greets the morn, Its hues from Heaven so freshly born? With burning star and flaming band It kindles all the sunset land : Oh tell us what its name may be, — Is this the Flower of Liberty?
Página 96 - And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war.
Página 281 - THE flags of war like storm-birds fly, The charging trumpets blow; Yet rolls no thunder in the sky, No earthquake strives below. And, calm and patient, Nature keeps Her ancient promise well, Though o'er her bloom and greenness sweeps The battle's breath of hell. And still she walks in golden hours Through harvest-happy farms, And still she wears her fruits and flowers Like jewels on her arms. What mean the gladness of the plain, This joy of eve and morn, The mirth that shakes the beard of grain And...