In War Time, and Other PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 152 pages |
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... PRAYER 121 THE CRY OF A LOST SOUL ITALY . 133 137 THE RIVER PATH . 140 A MEMORIAL . M. A. C. 144 HYMN SUNG AT CHRISTMAS BY THE SCHOLARS OF ST . HELENA'S ISLAND , S. C. . 150 SERDIOLUM IN WAR TIME . THY WILL BE DONE . vi CONTENTS .
... PRAYER 121 THE CRY OF A LOST SOUL ITALY . 133 137 THE RIVER PATH . 140 A MEMORIAL . M. A. C. 144 HYMN SUNG AT CHRISTMAS BY THE SCHOLARS OF ST . HELENA'S ISLAND , S. C. . 150 SERDIOLUM IN WAR TIME . THY WILL BE DONE . vi CONTENTS .
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... prayers we lift , Thy will be done ! The flesh may fail , the heart may faint , But who are we to make complaint , Or dare to plead , in times like these , The weakness of our love of ease ? Thy will be done ! We take with solemn ...
... prayers we lift , Thy will be done ! The flesh may fail , the heart may faint , But who are we to make complaint , Or dare to plead , in times like these , The weakness of our love of ease ? Thy will be done ! We take with solemn ...
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... prayer and purse To stay the Curse Whose wrong we share , Whose shame we bear , Whose end shall gladden Heaven ! In vain the bells of war shall ring Of triumphs and revenges , While still is spared the evil thing That severs and 2 ...
... prayer and purse To stay the Curse Whose wrong we share , Whose shame we bear , Whose end shall gladden Heaven ! In vain the bells of war shall ring Of triumphs and revenges , While still is spared the evil thing That severs and 2 ...
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... near , the stake is great : God knoweth if it be too late . " Still wait and watch ; the way prepare Where I with folded wings of prayer May follow , weaponless and bare . " " Too late ! " the stern , sad voice 24 IN WAR TIME .
... near , the stake is great : God knoweth if it be too late . " Still wait and watch ; the way prepare Where I with folded wings of prayer May follow , weaponless and bare . " " Too late ! " the stern , sad voice 24 IN WAR TIME .
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... prayers of eighteen hundred years , A - muck in Slavery's crusade ? O black disgrace ! O shame and loss Too deep for tongue to phrase on ! Tear from your flag its holy cross , And in your van of battle toss The pirate's skull - bone ...
... prayers of eighteen hundred years , A - muck in Slavery's crusade ? O black disgrace ! O shame and loss Too deep for tongue to phrase on ! Tear from your flag its holy cross , And in your van of battle toss The pirate's skull - bone ...
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Page 61 - 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 59 - 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 57 - The laws of changeless justice bind Oppressor with oppressed; And close as sin and suffering joined We march to fate abreast.
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Page 17 - Whate'er the loss, Whate'er the cross, Shall they complain Of present pain Who trust in God's hereafter? For who that leans on His right arm Was ever yet forsaken? What righteous cause can suffer harm If He its part has taken ? Though wild and loud, And dark the cloud, Behind its folds His hand upholds The calm sky of to-morrow!
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Page 51 - THE tent-lights glimmer on the land, The ship-lights on the sea ; The night-wind smooths with drifting sand Our track on lone Tybee. At last our grating keels outslide, Our good boats forward swing ; And while we ride the land-locked tide, Our negroes row and sing. For dear the bondman holds his gifts Of music and of song : The gold that kindly Nature sifts Among his sands of wrong...
Page 11 - If, for the age to come, this hour Of trial hath vicarious power, And, blest by Thee, our present pain, Be Liberty's eternal gain, Thy will be done ! Strike, Thou the Master, we Thy keys, The anthem of the destinies ! The minor of Thy loftier strain, Our hearts shall breathe the old refrain, Thy will be done 1 A WORD FOR THE HOUR, THE firmament breaks up.
Page 146 - All hearts grew warmer in the presence Of one who, seeking not his own, Gave freely for the love of giving, Nor reaped for self the harvest sown. Thy greeting smile was pledge and prelude Of generous deeds and kindly words ; In thy large heart were fair guest-chambers, Open to sunrise and the birds...
Page 15 - The pangs of transformation ; Not painlessly doth God recast And mould anew the nation. Hot burns the fire Where wrongs expire ; Nor spares the hand That from the land Uproots the ancient evil. The hand-breadth cloud the sages feared Its bloody rain is dropping; The poison plant the fathers spared All else is overtopping. East, West, South, North, It curses the earth ; All justice dies, And fraud and lies Live only in its shadow.