National Lyrics[J.R.] Osgood [anc Company], 1871 - 104 pages |
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... hour's denial seemed an echo of the last ! O my brothers ! O my sisters ! Would to God that ye were near , Gazing with me down the vistas Of a sorrow strange and drear ; Would to God that ye were listeners to the Voice I seem to hear ...
... hour's denial seemed an echo of the last ! O my brothers ! O my sisters ! Would to God that ye were near , Gazing with me down the vistas Of a sorrow strange and drear ; Would to God that ye were listeners to the Voice I seem to hear ...
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... press ; If from Thy ordeal's heated bars Our feet are seamed with crimson scars , Thy will be done ! If , for the age to come , this hour Of trial hath vicarious power , And , blest by Thee , our present pain Be THY WILL BE DONE.
... press ; If from Thy ordeal's heated bars Our feet are seamed with crimson scars , Thy will be done ! If , for the age to come , this hour Of trial hath vicarious power , And , blest by Thee , our present pain Be THY WILL BE DONE.
Page 66
... hour . I knew that truth would crush the lie , Somehow , sometime , the end would be ; Yet scarcely dared I hope to see The triumph with my mortal eye . But now I see it ! In the sun A free flag floats from yonder dome , And at the ...
... hour . I knew that truth would crush the lie , Somehow , sometime , the end would be ; Yet scarcely dared I hope to see The triumph with my mortal eye . But now I see it ! In the sun A free flag floats from yonder dome , And at the ...
Page 69
... Hour must have its Man ; Put on the hunting - shirt once more , And lead in Freedom's van ! 8th mo . , 1856 . 69 THE ... hours Through harvest - THE BATTLE AUTUMN OF 1862.
... Hour must have its Man ; Put on the hunting - shirt once more , And lead in Freedom's van ! 8th mo . , 1856 . 69 THE ... hours Through harvest - THE BATTLE AUTUMN OF 1862.
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John Greenleaf Whittier. And still she walks in golden hours Through harvest - happy farms , And still she wears her fruits and flowers Like jewels on her arms . What mean the gladness of the plain , This joy of eve and morn , The mirth ...
John Greenleaf Whittier. And still she walks in golden hours Through harvest - happy farms , And still she wears her fruits and flowers Like jewels on her arms . What mean the gladness of the plain , This joy of eve and morn , The mirth ...
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