In War Time, and Other PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 152 pages |
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Page 35
... Nature keeps Her ancient promise well , Though o'er her bloom and greenness sweeps The battle's breath of hell . And still she walks in golden hours Through harvest - happy farms , And still she wears her fruits and flowers Like jewels ...
... Nature keeps Her ancient promise well , Though o'er her bloom and greenness sweeps The battle's breath of hell . And still she walks in golden hours Through harvest - happy farms , And still she wears her fruits and flowers Like jewels ...
Page 36
... Nature changes not . She meets with smiles our bitter grief , With songs our groans of pain ; She mocks with tint of flower and leaf The war - field's crimson stain . Still , in the cannon's pause , we hear Her sweet thanksgiving ...
... Nature changes not . She meets with smiles our bitter grief , With songs our groans of pain ; She mocks with tint of flower and leaf The war - field's crimson stain . Still , in the cannon's pause , we hear Her sweet thanksgiving ...
Page 51
... 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 ; The power to make his toiling days And poor home AT PORT ...
... 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 ; The power to make his toiling days And poor home AT PORT ...
Page 61
... 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 ! " he said . All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet : All day long ...
... 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 ! " he said . All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet : All day long ...
Page 68
... Nature herself is glad , And the painted woods are laughing At the faces so sour and sad ? " Small heed had the careless cobbler What sorrow of heart was theirs Who travailed in pain with the births of God , And planted a state with ...
... Nature herself is glad , And the painted woods are laughing At the faces so sour and sad ? " Small heed had the careless cobbler What sorrow of heart was theirs Who travailed in pain with the births of God , And planted a state with ...
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