Random Sketches and Wandering Thoughts: Or, What I Saw in Camp, on the March, the Bivouac, the Battle Field and Hospital, While with the Army in Virginia, North and South Carolina, During the Late Rebellion. With a Historical Sketch of the Second Oswego Regiment, Eighty-first New York State V. I.; a Record of All Its Officers, and Roster of Its Enlisted Men; Also, an Appendix

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A. Herrick, 1866 - 324 Seiten

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Seite 53 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Seite 57 - Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore j upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan — Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoflined, and unknown.
Seite 111 - He saw the lake, and a meteor bright Quick over its surface play'd — " Welcome," he said,
Seite 57 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Seite 102 - For right is right, since God is God ; And right the day must win ; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin ! FREDERIC WILLIAM FABER.
Seite 189 - The mother who conceals her grief While to her breast her son she presses, Then breathes a few brave words and brief, Kissing the patriot brow she blesses...
Seite 7 - They never fail who die In a great cause : the block may soak their gore ; Their heads may sodden in the sun ; their limbs Be strung to city gates and castle walls — But still their spirit walks abroad. Though years Elapse, and others share as dark a doom, They but augment the deep and sweeping thoughts Which overpower all others, and conduct The world at last to freedom.
Seite 185 - A river of light on the welkin blue. The moon looks down on old Cronest ; She mellows the shades on his shaggy breast, And seems his huge gray form to throw In a silver cone on the wave below...
Seite 151 - On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Seite 183 - Nathan Palmer, a lieutenant in your King's service, was taken in my camp as a Spy — he was tried as a Spy — he was condemned as a Spy — and you may rest assured, Sir, he shall be hanged as a Spy." " I have the honour to be, &c. "ISRAEL PUTNAM. rt His Excellency Governor TRYON.

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