Readings in Literature: Book OneC.E. Merrill, 1918 - 414 pagina's |
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Pagina 15
... night pass but you pray God to bless that flag . Remember , boy , that behind all these men you have to do with , behind officers , and government , and people even , there is the Country Herself , your Country , and that you belong to ...
... night pass but you pray God to bless that flag . Remember , boy , that behind all these men you have to do with , behind officers , and government , and people even , there is the Country Herself , your Country , and that you belong to ...
Pagina 18
... night . The winter had been unusually mild and the spring very forward . The hills were already green ; the early grain waved in the fields , and the air was sweet with blossoming orchards . Already the robins whistled , the bluebirds ...
... night . The winter had been unusually mild and the spring very forward . The hills were already green ; the early grain waved in the fields , and the air was sweet with blossoming orchards . Already the robins whistled , the bluebirds ...
Pagina 19
... night trembled with the summons so earnestly expected , so dreaded , so desired . If the stern alarm of that April night seemed to many a wistful and loyal heart to portend the passing glory of British dominion and the tragical chance ...
... night trembled with the summons so earnestly expected , so dreaded , so desired . If the stern alarm of that April night seemed to many a wistful and loyal heart to portend the passing glory of British dominion and the tragical chance ...
Pagina 27
... night by twelve o'clock . No sleep for me to - night . And if I cannot , who have no guilt upon my soul with regard to this cause , how shall the miserable wretches who have been the procurers of this dreadful scene , and those who are ...
... night by twelve o'clock . No sleep for me to - night . And if I cannot , who have no guilt upon my soul with regard to this cause , how shall the miserable wretches who have been the procurers of this dreadful scene , and those who are ...
Pagina 28
Book One Franklin Benjamin Dyer, Mary J. Brady. night . We have had a pretty quiet day , but what to- morrow will bring forth , God only knows ... night ; four thousand men upon it to - day ; lost but one man . 28 READINGS IN LITERATURE.
Book One Franklin Benjamin Dyer, Mary J. Brady. night . We have had a pretty quiet day , but what to- morrow will bring forth , God only knows ... night ; four thousand men upon it to - day ; lost but one man . 28 READINGS IN LITERATURE.
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Pagina 48 - But the right is more precious than peace, and we shall fight for the things which we have always carried nearest our hearts — for democracy, for the right of those who submit to authority to have a voice in their own government...
Pagina 43 - With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation's wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and orphans, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and a lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations.
Pagina 364 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Pagina 357 - Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must.
Pagina 26 - Peace — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Pagina 142 - As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth, "For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more...
Pagina 42 - Now we are engaged in a great civil war testing whether that nation or any nation so conceived and so dedicated can long endure We are met on a great battle-field of that war We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live...
Pagina 152 - Therefore, thus saith the Lord concerning the king of Assyria, He shall not come into this city, nor shoot an arrow there, nor come before it with shield, nor cast a bank against it. By the way that he came, by the same shall he return, and shall not come into this city, saith the Lord. For I will defend this city, to save it, for mine own sake, and for my servant David's sake.
Pagina 146 - This was the truest warrior That ever buckled sword, This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher Traced with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men.
Pagina 252 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.