Library of Southern Literature: MiscellanaeMartin & Hoyt Company, 1910 |
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... leaves softly is creeping ; While stars up above , with their glittering eyes , Keep guard - for the army is sleeping . There's only the sound of the lone sentry's tread , As he tramps from the rock to the fountain , And thinks of the ...
... leaves softly is creeping ; While stars up above , with their glittering eyes , Keep guard - for the army is sleeping . There's only the sound of the lone sentry's tread , As he tramps from the rock to the fountain , And thinks of the ...
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... leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing ? It looked like a rifle- " Ah ! Mary , good - bye ! " And the life - blood is ebbing and plashing . All quiet along the Potomac to - night , No sound save the rush of the river ; While ...
... leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing ? It looked like a rifle- " Ah ! Mary , good - bye ! " And the life - blood is ebbing and plashing . All quiet along the Potomac to - night , No sound save the rush of the river ; While ...
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... leave Upon delivery of such coyne unto the Governour , Shall by exchange at his returne be by their treasurer Paid him in London at first sight , no man shall cause to grieve , For tis their generall will and wish that every man should ...
... leave Upon delivery of such coyne unto the Governour , Shall by exchange at his returne be by their treasurer Paid him in London at first sight , no man shall cause to grieve , For tis their generall will and wish that every man should ...
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... leave us no more ? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps ' pollution . No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight , or the gloom of the grave ; And the star - spangled banner in triumph doth wave O ...
... leave us no more ? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps ' pollution . No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight , or the gloom of the grave ; And the star - spangled banner in triumph doth wave O ...
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... leave us loitering to the West , The sunset leave thee to thy starry quest , Sea - Swallow . Sea - Swallow , hasten ere it be too late , The Queen is wearied of her empty state , Come let us lay our lives in the winds ' hand For mine is ...
... leave us loitering to the West , The sunset leave thee to thy starry quest , Sea - Swallow . Sea - Swallow , hasten ere it be too late , The Queen is wearied of her empty state , Come let us lay our lives in the winds ' hand For mine is ...
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Página 6208 - I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing all the slaves, I would do it; and if I could do it by freeing some and leaving others alone, I would also do that. What I do about slavery and the colored race, I do because I believe it helps to save the Union; and what I forbear, I forbear because I do not believe it would help to save the Union.
Página 6125 - 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
Página 6125 - Oh ! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming...
Página 6497 - Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty?
Página 6378 - All eyes are opened, or opening, to the rights of man. The general spread of the light of science has already laid open to every view the palpable truth, that the mass of mankind has not been born with saddles on their backs, nor a favored few booted and spurred, ready to ride them legitimately, by the grace of God.
Página 6355 - Alexander the coppersmith did me much evil: the Lord reward him according to his works : 15 Of whom be thou ware also; for he hath greatly withstood our words.
Página 6083 - Potomac," they say. Except now and then a stray picket Is shot as he walks on his beat, to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket. "Tis nothing; a private or two now and then Will not count in the news of the battle. Not an officer lost — only one of the men Moaning out, all alone, the death-rattle. All quiet along the Potomac...
Página 6504 - ... autumn leaf That trembles in the moon's pale ray. Its hold is frail — its date is brief, Restless — and soon to pass away! Yet, ere that leaf shall fall and fade, The parent tree will mourn its shade, The winds bewail the leafless tree — But none shall breathe a sigh for me! My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand...
Página 6127 - Ah ! Maiden, wait and watch and yearn For news of Stonewall's band! Ah! Widow, read, with eyes that burn, That ring upon thy hand. Ah ! Wife, sew on, pray on, hope on ; Thy life shall not be all forlorn; The foe had better ne'er been born That gets in "Stonewall's way.
Página 6469 - There are four things which I humbly conceive are essential to the -well-being, I may even venture to say to the existence, of the United States as an independent power.