Patriotism in Poetry and Prose: Being Selected Passages from Lectures and Patriotic ReadingsJ.B. Lippincott & Company, 1864 - 172 pages |
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... White House in Washington . ............ Lincoln at Springfield , 1861 .................. 23 29 Mr. Lincoln's Letter to the Kentucky Delegates , April 4 , 1864 ...... 31 The President's Letter to Mr. Murdoch , and Poem ...... 34 Old ...
... White House in Washington . ............ Lincoln at Springfield , 1861 .................. 23 29 Mr. Lincoln's Letter to the Kentucky Delegates , April 4 , 1864 ...... 31 The President's Letter to Mr. Murdoch , and Poem ...... 34 Old ...
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... White PAGE 15 19 21 House in Washington Lincoln at Springfield , 1861 ........ 23 29 Mr. Lincoln's Letter to the Kentucky Delegates , April 4 , 1864 ...... 31 The President's Letter to Mr. Murdoch , and Poem ................. 34 The ...
... White PAGE 15 19 21 House in Washington Lincoln at Springfield , 1861 ........ 23 29 Mr. Lincoln's Letter to the Kentucky Delegates , April 4 , 1864 ...... 31 The President's Letter to Mr. Murdoch , and Poem ................. 34 The ...
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... And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light , Then , from his mansion in the sun , She call'd her eagle bearer down , And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her POETRY A SUBSTITUTE FOR SPEECH - MAKING .
... And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light , Then , from his mansion in the sun , She call'd her eagle bearer down , And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her POETRY A SUBSTITUTE FOR SPEECH - MAKING .
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... White House in Washington . ( EXTRACT FROM MR . MURDOCH'S LECTURES . ) WHILE in Springfield , Illinois , on professional business , I met Mr. Lincoln in the studio of my friend Thomas Jones , the sculptor , who was modelling Mr ...
... White House in Washington . ( EXTRACT FROM MR . MURDOCH'S LECTURES . ) WHILE in Springfield , Illinois , on professional business , I met Mr. Lincoln in the studio of my friend Thomas Jones , the sculptor , who was modelling Mr ...
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... white - haired sinners call it ) of Mr. Lincoln has been the " nice fence " with which he has foiled many a well - aimed thrust made at his arguments by his opponents , can plainly be seen by any man " who looks through the deeds " as ...
... white - haired sinners call it ) of Mr. Lincoln has been the " nice fence " with which he has foiled many a well - aimed thrust made at his arguments by his opponents , can plainly be seen by any man " who looks through the deeds " as ...
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Page 93 - 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 !
Page 136 - UNION strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate. We know what master laid thy keel; What workmen wrought thy ribs of steel; Who made each mast and sail and rope; What anvils rang, what hammers beat; In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope.
Page 114 - The unity of government which constitutes you one people is also now dear to you. It is justly so, for it is a main pillar in the edifice of your real independence, the support of your tranquillity at home, your peace abroad, of your safety, of your prosperity, of that very liberty which you so highly prize.
Page 27 - 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...
Page 135 - Then the Master, With a gesture of command, Waved his hand; And at the word, Loud and sudden there was heard, All around them and below, The sound of hammers, blow on blow, Knocking away the shores and spurs. And see! she stirs! She starts,— she moves,— she seems to feel The thrill of life along her keel, And, spurning with her foot the ground, With one exulting, joyous bound, She leaps into the ocean's arms!
Page 39 - 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.
Page 49 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck once red with heroes...
Page 122 - They fought like brave men, long and well; They piled that ground with Moslem slain; 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.
Page 92 - 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.
Page 141 - God's temple is the house of peace! " The other shouted, " Nay, not so. When God is with our righteous cause; His holiest places then are ours, His temples are our forts and towers That frown upon the tyrant foe; In this, the dawn of Freedom's day, There is a time to fight and pray...