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Robert Treat Paine. There was , probably , never a political song more sung in America , than this ; and one of more poet- ical merit was , perhaps , never written : an anec- dote deserves notice , respecting one of the best stanzas in ...
Robert Treat Paine. There was , probably , never a political song more sung in America , than this ; and one of more poet- ical merit was , perhaps , never written : an anec- dote deserves notice , respecting one of the best stanzas in ...
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Robert Treat Paine. was its circulation confined to New England : it was sung at theatres , and on public and private occasions , throughout the United States ; and re- published and applauded in Great Britain . The theatre having been ...
Robert Treat Paine. was its circulation confined to New England : it was sung at theatres , and on public and private occasions , throughout the United States ; and re- published and applauded in Great Britain . The theatre having been ...
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... in a short time . The labour of composition had so exhausted him , that he was unable to dine : but when " The Steeds of Apollo " was sung , he came into the room , inspired with new life ; and during the evening , he was lxiv BIOGRAPHY .
... in a short time . The labour of composition had so exhausted him , that he was unable to dine : but when " The Steeds of Apollo " was sung , he came into the room , inspired with new life ; and during the evening , he was lxiv BIOGRAPHY .
Сторінка lxxxix
... sung ; And he , who deck'd with laurel valor's tomb , Now rests , alas ! with Moore , in kindred gloom . If wit or genius had the power to save Their great possessor from the darksome grave ; Your much - lov'd offspring's loss we should ...
... sung ; And he , who deck'd with laurel valor's tomb , Now rests , alas ! with Moore , in kindred gloom . If wit or genius had the power to save Their great possessor from the darksome grave ; Your much - lov'd offspring's loss we should ...
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... sung , And to the world such counsel given ! Sure ' tis an angel's warning tongue , The language of benignant Heaven ! When first in Eden's roseate bowers , Gay , youthful Nature held her throne , Around her tripped the blithesome Hours ...
... sung , And to the world such counsel given ! Sure ' tis an angel's warning tongue , The language of benignant Heaven ! When first in Eden's roseate bowers , Gay , youthful Nature held her throne , Around her tripped the blithesome Hours ...
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Сторінка 365 - twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful; She wished she had not heard it, yet she wished That heaven had made her such a man; she thanked me, And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her.
Сторінка iv - District Clerk's Office. BE IT REMEMBERED, That on the seventh day of May, AD 1828, in the fifty-second year of the Independence of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, SG Goodrich, of the said District, has deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as proprietor, in the words following, to wit...
Сторінка 407 - This royal throne of kings, this scept'red isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea...
Сторінка 415 - Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole Those balmy spoils. As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest ; with such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheered with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Сторінка 369 - Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Сторінка 306 - tis a common proof That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face : But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend : so Caesar may ; Then, lest he may, prevent.
Сторінка 233 - Should the tempest of war overshadow our land, Its bolts could ne'er rend freedom's temple asunder; For, unmoved, at its portal would Washington stand. And repulse, with his breast, the assaults of the thuuder ! His sword from the sleep Of its scabbard would leap, And conduct, with its point, every flash to the deep ! For ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves, While the earth bears a plant or the sea rolls its waves.
Сторінка 231 - Mid the reign of mild peace, May your nation increase, With the glory of Rome, and the wisdom of Greece ; And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves, While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
Сторінка lxxiv - To all the blest above; So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky.
Сторінка 233 - Leonidas' band, And swear to the God of the ocean and land, That ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves, While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.