The Poems, Odes, Songs, and Other Metrical EffusionsAbraham Asten and Matthias Lopez, 1818 - 288 Seiten |
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... glory claims exalted praise , In years , an infant , but matured in fame ; Heroes are her's whose acts deserve your lays , Then gild your rising song with FREEDOM's name . When foreign despots dare usurp the deep , And add new wrongs to ...
... glory claims exalted praise , In years , an infant , but matured in fame ; Heroes are her's whose acts deserve your lays , Then gild your rising song with FREEDOM's name . When foreign despots dare usurp the deep , And add new wrongs to ...
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... glory's bright goal , And enroll'd a new world on the page of creation . With fame - swelling breast , Still onward he press'd , Odes for the Celebration of American Independence . Till Eden's 106 Patriotic . WOODWORTH'S .
... glory's bright goal , And enroll'd a new world on the page of creation . With fame - swelling breast , Still onward he press'd , Odes for the Celebration of American Independence . Till Eden's 106 Patriotic . WOODWORTH'S .
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... glory were born ; And to us shall proud Europe the laurel surrender : For though her's was the blushing effulgence of morn , Yet our's is the noon of meridian splendour ; For Heaven decreed That Columbia be freed , And Printing and ...
... glory were born ; And to us shall proud Europe the laurel surrender : For though her's was the blushing effulgence of morn , Yet our's is the noon of meridian splendour ; For Heaven decreed That Columbia be freed , And Printing and ...
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... 'd o'er Tyranny's powers ; The light which Printing shed , Like Sol's effulgence spread , And Glory , with bright Independence , was our's . Ode for the Celebration of American Independence . Beaming with 114 Patriotic . WOODWORTH'S .
... 'd o'er Tyranny's powers ; The light which Printing shed , Like Sol's effulgence spread , And Glory , with bright Independence , was our's . Ode for the Celebration of American Independence . Beaming with 114 Patriotic . WOODWORTH'S .
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... glory be bright . Then hail the heaven - born Art , Which first improved the heart , And ransom'd the mind from the thraldom of sense ; Long shall Columbia bless The free unshackled Press , Liberty's Ægis , and Virtue's defence . The ...
... glory be bright . Then hail the heaven - born Art , Which first improved the heart , And ransom'd the mind from the thraldom of sense ; Long shall Columbia bless The free unshackled Press , Liberty's Ægis , and Virtue's defence . The ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
adieu American Independence arise Bagatelle banner bards beauty beneath bless blest bliss Blue Laws blushing bosom breast breath bright Celebration of American charms Columbia's Connecticut Danvers dare dear death delight despair doom'd Eagle earth Eliza fair fame fate fathers FAUST fire flame Freedom's natal morn freemen friends gain'd gallant Constitution Genius glory glow golden blaze grace grief Hail the gallant happy heart Heaven Hope humble huzza infant Jehovah kiss Liberty's lyre Miriam's Song Monody muse ne'er never New-Haven New-Year Address New-York News-Carrier's Address numbers o'er Odes patriot Patrons peace pleasure poem praise prize Quarter-Day-or the Horrors rapture rise round SAMUEL WOODWORTH scene Selim sigh sing skies smile smiling band song sons of Freedom sorrow soul strain sweet swell taste tear temple thee Theosophy thou thunder truth Twas tyrants unfurl'd Victory wake wretch yield youth Zorayda
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 279 - Wherewith shall I come before the Lord, And bow myself before the high God ? Shall I come before him with burnt offerings, With calves of a year old ? Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of rams, Or with ten thousands of rivers of oil ? Shall I give my firstborn for my transgression, The fruit of my body for the sin of my soul...
Seite 270 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Seite 275 - Who only hath immortality, dwelling in the light which no man can approach unto ; whom no man hath seen, nor can see : to whom be honour and power everlasting.
Seite 276 - The Lord looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, and seek God. They are all gone aside, they are all together become filthy: there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
Seite 277 - Unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given, and the government shall be upon his. shoulders, and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, the mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.
Seite 274 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Seite 275 - If ye had known me, ye should have known my Father also, and from henceforth ye know him and have seen him. . Philip saith unto him, Lord, show us the Father, and it sufficeth us. Jesus saith unto him, Have I been so long time with you, and yet hast thou not known me, Philip? He that hath seen me hath seen the Father; and how sayest thou then, Shew us the Father?
Seite 275 - And he said, Thou canst not see my face : for there shall no man see me, and live.
Seite 186 - air^drawn dagger " nigh ; And so the prince of Denmark stared, When first his father's ghost appeared. At length our hero silence broke, .And thus in wildest accents spoke : "Cut off my whiskers ! O ye gods ! I'd sooner lose my ears, by odds ; THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH.
Seite 204 - He lingered ibr some time; till, at last, he called me, one day, and, gazing on me, while a faint smile played upon his lips he said, ' He believed death was more kind than his creditors.