War-time Echoes: Patriotic Poems, Heroic and Pathetic, Humorous and Dialectic, of the Spanish-American War

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Library Reprints, Incorporated, 1898 - 209 pages

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Page 23 - We severed have been too long; Now let us have done with a worn-out tale, The tale of an ancient wrong. And our friendship last long as love doth last, and be stronger than death is strong.
Page 206 - Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty. And in thy majesty ride prosperously, because of truth and meekness, and righteousness ; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
Page 208 - Ah, in the sweet hereafter Columbia still shall show The sons of these who swept the seas how she bade them rise and go, — How, when the stirring summons smote on her children's ear, South and North at the call stood forth, and the whole land answered, " Here ! " For the soul of the soldier's story and the heart of the sailor's song Are all of those who meet their foes as right should meet with wrong, Who fight their guns till the foeman runs, and then, on the decks they trod, Brave faces raise,...
Page 28 - THE EAGLE'S SONG THE lioness whelped, and the sturdy cub Was seized by an eagle and carried up, And homed for a while in an eagle's nest, And slept for a while on an eagle's breast; And the eagle taught it the eagle's song: 'To be stanch, and valiant, and free, and strong!
Page 27 - He held the land as a thrifty chief, And reared his cattle, and reaped his sheaf, Nor sought the help of a foreign hand, Yet welcomed all to his own free land! Two were the sons that the country bore To the Northern lakes and the Southern shore; And Chivalry dwelt with the Southern son, And Industry lived with the Northern one. Tears for the time when they broke and fought! Tears was the price of the union wrought! And the land was red in a sea of blood, Where brother for brother had swelled the...
Page 209 - ... .to battle, and good to be strong and free, To carry the hearts of a people to the uttermost ends of sea, To see the day steal up the bay where the enemy lies in wait, To run your ship to the harbor's lip and sink her across the strait : — But better the golden evening, when the ships round heads for home, And the long gray miles slip swiftly past in a swirl of seething foam, — And the people wait at the haven's gate to greet the men who win ! Thank God for peace ! Thank God for peace ! when...

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