Common School Readings: Containing New Selections in Prose and Poetry for Declamation, Recitation, and Elocutionary Readings in Common SchoolsH.H. Bancroft, 1868 - 230 Seiten |
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... blood shall have descended ! And then , when honored and decrepit age shall lean against the base of this monument , and troops of ingenuous youth shall be gathered round it , and when the one Duties of American Citizens Webster.
... blood shall have descended ! And then , when honored and decrepit age shall lean against the base of this monument , and troops of ingenuous youth shall be gathered round it , and when the one Duties of American Citizens Webster.
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... blood of Vane , his prison pain Who traced the path the Pilgrim trod , And hers whose faith drew strength from death , And prayed her Russell up to God ! Our hearts grow cold , we lightly hold A right which brave men died to gain ; The ...
... blood of Vane , his prison pain Who traced the path the Pilgrim trod , And hers whose faith drew strength from death , And prayed her Russell up to God ! Our hearts grow cold , we lightly hold A right which brave men died to gain ; The ...
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... blood , is more than all these — our country is the history of our fathers - our country is the tradition of our mothers - our country is past renown - our country is present pride and power - our country is future hope and destiny ...
... blood , is more than all these — our country is the history of our fathers - our country is the tradition of our mothers - our country is past renown - our country is present pride and power - our country is future hope and destiny ...
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... blood ; For Freedom and Union each man owes a part , And here I pay my share all warm from my heart : It is duty ! Dying at last ! My Mother , dear Mother , with meek , tearful eye , Farewell ! and God bless you , forever and aye ! Oh ...
... blood ; For Freedom and Union each man owes a part , And here I pay my share all warm from my heart : It is duty ! Dying at last ! My Mother , dear Mother , with meek , tearful eye , Farewell ! and God bless you , forever and aye ! Oh ...
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... blood and treasure , and the perpetration of so much crime , the English colonists obtained by simply chang- ing their place , carrying with them the intellectual and moral culture of Europe , and the personal and social relations to ...
... blood and treasure , and the perpetration of so much crime , the English colonists obtained by simply chang- ing their place , carrying with them the intellectual and moral culture of Europe , and the personal and social relations to ...
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American arms Babie Bell banner BARBARA FRIETCHIE battle battle of Hastings beat beautiful snow bells bless blood brave Caudle common school cousin Sally Dilliard curse against Canaan dead dear death DOUGLAS JERROLD earth eyes fathers feeling fight fire flag forever Freedom glory glow H. H. BANCROFT hand hear heart heaven honor human John Burns Katie Katie Lee labor land Lay him low liberty light lips little drummer live look Martha Mason MAUD MULLER mighty moral morning mother mountain nation never Nicholas night o'er ocean Palmerston Paul Revere peace pray rat-tat-too rebel Ring roar rolling round shore slavery sleep Smike smile song soul Squeers stars sweet tell thee there's thet thou thousand thunder thundering bands to-day toil Union voice waves WEBSTER Weller wery wild young
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Seite 184 - Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated : Who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since, upon night so sweet, such awful morn could rise. And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Seite 129 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Seite 29 - 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 !
Seite 184 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Seite 33 - But in a larger sense we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.
Seite 191 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Seite 154 - Publish it from the pulpit; religion will approve it, and the love of religious liberty will cling round it, resolved to stand with it, or fall with it, Send it to the public halls; proclaim it there; let them hear it who heard the first roar of the enemy's cannon; let them see it who saw their brothers and their sons fall on the field of Bunker Hill, and in the streets of Lexington and Concord, and the very walls will cry out in its support "Sir, I know the uncertainty of human affairs, but I see,...
Seite 114 - Step and prop-iron, bolt and screw, Spring, tire, axle, and linchpin too, Steel of the finest, bright and blue; Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide; Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide Found in the pit when the tanner died. That was the way he "put her through.
Seite 91 - Both read the same Bible and pray to the same God, and each invokes His aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's. assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men's faces, but let us judge not, that we be not judged.
Seite 222 - Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.