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American arms army banner battle beautiful beneath blood Blue BOKER Bonhomme Richard brave breath broadside BUCHANAN READ case-shot cause cheer Colonel command country's death deck deeds defenders devotion enemy EXTRACT father fear fell fight fire flag flame Fort Mitchell fought freedom friends frigate gallant glorious glory Government grave guns hand heart heaven Here's a health hero heroic heroism honor JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE Kentucky King of Aragon labor land Lincoln loud loyal MURDOCH'S LECTURES nation noble o'er oath ocean Olea patriotic Paul Jones peace Penn poem poet poetry President rebel rebellion recitation Republic roar sail seem'd sentiment Serapis ship shore shot shout sink soldiers song soul spirit stand stars Stonewall Jackson stood strike Swear sword sympathy tears thee THOMAS BUCHANAN READ Thomas Forrest thou thunders traitors Union vessel voice W. T. SHERMAN wave William Penn words wounded
121 ページ - But as it is easy to foresee, that from different causes and from different quarters, much pains will be taken, many artifices employed, to weaken in your minds the conviction of this truth; as this is the point in your political fortress against which the batteries of internal and external enemies will be most constantly and actively (though often covertly and insidiously) directed, it is of infinite moment, that you should properly estimate the immense value of your national Union, to your collective...
99 ページ - And shook it forth with a royal will. " Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came ; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on !
138 ページ - The ocean old, Centuries old, Strong as youth, and as uncontrolled, Paces restless to and fro, Up and down the sands of gold. His beating heart is not at rest; And far and wide, With ceaseless flow, His beard of snow Heaves with the heaving of his breast.
128 ページ - They conquered; but Bozzaris fell, Bleeding at every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won, Then saw in death his eyelids close, Calmly as to a night's repose— Like flowers at set of sun.
45 ページ - Truth crushed to earth, shall rise again The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
98 ページ - Over the mountains winding down, Horse and foot into Frederick town. Forty flags with their silver stars, Forty flags with their crimson bars, Flapped in the morning wind : the sun Of noon looked down, and saw not one.
128 ページ - Strike ! till the last armed foe expires ! Strike ! for your altars and your fires ! Strike ! for the green graves of your sires ; God, and your native land...
127 ページ - An hour passed on — the Turk awoke; That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek. "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!
127 ページ - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
33 ページ - I claim not to have controlled events, but confess plainly that events have controlled me. Now, at the end of three years' struggle, the nation's condition is not what either party, or any man, devised or expected. God alone can claim it. Whither it is tending seems plain. If God now wills the removal of a great wrong, and wills also that we of the North, as well as you of the South, shall pay fairly for our complicity in that wrong, impartial history will find therein new cause to attest and revere...