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Story Hour Readings: Seventh Year (Illustrated Edition) (Dodo Press)
Ernest C. Hartwell
No preview available - 2007
American answered arms asked Audun battle bear began birds British called Captain carried Christmas coming Cratchit cried death door earth Explain eyes face fact father fear feet fell field fire French gave give half hand head heard heart hills hope horse hour hundred Indians Iron John keep kind king knew land leave light live looked matter means mind morning never night once passed poem returned river round seemed ship side soon sound spirit stand stood story tell thee things thou thought told took trees turned voice Washington whole wild wind wonderful woods young
Page 158 - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 99 - For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Page 309 - Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation?
Page 290 - But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word, And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be.
Page 289 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: "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...
Page 325 - WHAT CONSTITUTES A STATE? BY WILLIAM JONES "1 T 7"HAT constitutes a State ? * * Not high-raised battlement or labored mound, Thick wall or moated gate ; Not cities proud with spires and turrets crowned ; • Not bays and broad-armed ports, Where, laughing at the storm, rich navies ride ; Not starred 'and spangled courts, Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No : — men, high-minded men...
Page 311 - There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations; and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us.
Page 174 - His going forth is from the end of the heaven, And his circuit unto the ends of it : And there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.