The Romance of the Civil WarAlbert Bushnell Hart, Elizabeth Stevens Macmillan, 1903 - 418 All about the Civil War. |
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... Captain ! My Captain ( No. 88 ) are poems that every American child should know by heart . Keenan's Charge ( No. 81 ) and Sheridan's Ride ( No. 73 ) are spir- ited , and show the vigor with which our fathers rhymed . their sentiments ...
... Captain ! My Captain ( No. 88 ) are poems that every American child should know by heart . Keenan's Charge ( No. 81 ) and Sheridan's Ride ( No. 73 ) are spir- ited , and show the vigor with which our fathers rhymed . their sentiments ...
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... captain of a small craft agreed to set sail after dark . Mr. Clarke took Jerry to a less frequented part of the shore , embarked with him in a small boat , and rowed him to the little schooner of the friendly captain . By him he was ...
... captain of a small craft agreed to set sail after dark . Mr. Clarke took Jerry to a less frequented part of the shore , embarked with him in a small boat , and rowed him to the little schooner of the friendly captain . By him he was ...
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... 'er chasms wide . Help him all who help him can , God the north star for his guide Giveth every fellow - man Pass him on ! LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERS TY OF JOHN BROWN . 17. John Brown's Raid BY CAPTAIN DANGERFIELD No. 16 ] 69 Pass Him On.
... 'er chasms wide . Help him all who help him can , God the north star for his guide Giveth every fellow - man Pass him on ! LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERS TY OF JOHN BROWN . 17. John Brown's Raid BY CAPTAIN DANGERFIELD No. 16 ] 69 Pass Him On.
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Albert Bushnell Hart, Elizabeth Stevens. JOHN BROWN . 17. John Brown's Raid BY CAPTAIN DANGERFIELD ( 1859 )
Albert Bushnell Hart, Elizabeth Stevens. JOHN BROWN . 17. John Brown's Raid BY CAPTAIN DANGERFIELD ( 1859 )
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... captain , John Smith . I asked them where Captain Harper's Smith was . They answered , at the guard house , inside the armory enclosure . enclosure . I told them I would go there . Upon reaching the gate , I saw what indeed looked like ...
... captain , John Smith . I asked them where Captain Harper's Smith was . They answered , at the guard house , inside the armory enclosure . enclosure . I told them I would go there . Upon reaching the gate , I saw what indeed looked like ...
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Strona 408 - 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!
Strona 75 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on.
Strona 280 - Sheridan's Ride Up from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away. And wider still those billows of war, Thundered along the horizon's bar; And louder yet into Winchester rolled The roar of that red sea uncontrolled...
Strona 76 - Oh be swift my soul, to answer him ! be jubilant, my feet ! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me: As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Strona 281 - But there is a road from Winchester town, A good broad highway leading down ; And there, through the flush of the morning light, A steed as black as the steeds of night, Was seen to pass, as with eagle flight...
Strona 341 - O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells ; Rise up — for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and...
Strona 407 - 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.
Strona 113 - THE word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims came, As they sat by the seaside, And filled their hearts with flame. God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more ; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor.
Strona 115 - Pay ransom to the owner And fill the bag to the brim. Who is the owner? The slave is owner, And ever was. Pay him.
Strona 292 - Stonewall Jackson's way." Ah ! maiden, wait and watch and yearn For news of Stonewall's band ! Ah ! widow, read with eyes that burn That ring upon thy hand. Ah ! wife, sew on, pray on, hope on ! Thy life shall not be all forlorn. The foe had better ne'er been born That gets in