National LyricsFields, Osgood & Company, 1865 - 104 pages |
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... curse ? Go - let us ask of Constantine - To loose his grasp on Poland's throat ; And beg the lord of Mahmoud's line To spare the struggling Suliote– Will not the scorching answer come From turbaned Turk , and scornful Russ : " Go ...
... curse ? Go - let us ask of Constantine - To loose his grasp on Poland's throat ; And beg the lord of Mahmoud's line To spare the struggling Suliote– Will not the scorching answer come From turbaned Turk , and scornful Russ : " Go ...
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John Greenleaf Whittier. Shall our own glorious land retain That curse which Europe scorns to bear ? Shall our own brethren drag the chain Which not even Russia's menials wear ? Up , then , in Freedom's manly part , From gray - beard eld ...
John Greenleaf Whittier. Shall our own glorious land retain That curse which Europe scorns to bear ? Shall our own brethren drag the chain Which not even Russia's menials wear ? Up , then , in Freedom's manly part , From gray - beard eld ...
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... lash , and manhood's wild de- spair ; Cling closer to the " cleaving curse " that writes upon your plains The blasting of Almighty wrath against a land of chains . Still shame your gallant ancestry , the cavaliers of old 24 NATIONAL LYRICS.
... lash , and manhood's wild de- spair ; Cling closer to the " cleaving curse " that writes upon your plains The blasting of Almighty wrath against a land of chains . Still shame your gallant ancestry , the cavaliers of old 24 NATIONAL LYRICS.
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... curse . A voice from lips whereon the coal from Freedom's shrine hath been , Thrilled , as but yesterday , the hearts of Berkshire's mountain men : The echoes of that solemn voice are sadly lingering still In all our sunny valleys , on ...
... curse . A voice from lips whereon the coal from Freedom's shrine hath been , Thrilled , as but yesterday , the hearts of Berkshire's mountain men : The echoes of that solemn voice are sadly lingering still In all our sunny valleys , on ...
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... curse of unpaid toil , Downward through your generous soil Like a fire shall burn and spoil . Our bleak hills shall bud and blow , Vines our rocks shall overgrow , Plenty in our valleys flow ; And when vengeance clouds your skies ...
... curse of unpaid toil , Downward through your generous soil Like a fire shall burn and spoil . Our bleak hills shall bud and blow , Vines our rocks shall overgrow , Plenty in our valleys flow ; And when vengeance clouds your skies ...
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altars angels axe in twain BARBARA FRIETCHIE battle's axe became Our hate beneath blessed blood blow breath calm cast our country's Colchian country's horoscope curse dank and lone dark darker cloud moves dead earth Egypt's wave eyes Faneuil Hall fathers feet we cast fetters fire is guide flag Freedom's war God's gone sold grave gray hath heart Heaven holy human J.P.DAVIS SC land Liberty lips look Lord lords of Chios Massachusetts mined and heaved MITHRIDATES Moloch Mother mountain mountain men nebber you hear Northern o'er pain pen We erred prayer rice-swamp dank rolled the storm round Saxon scorn sea than Egypt's sets the sighing shadow fall shorn by battle's slave slavery Slavery's Slaves-crouching sold and gone song soul star of Wormwood stolen daughters strength nor zeal sunny valleys tears thee thine thou To-day tread truth Virginia's hills voice wave Is piled wild winds words wrong Ximena