The Dixie Book of DaysJ.B. Lippincott Company, 1912 - Всего страниц: 294 |
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... wings , But in thy flight , thou changest it To a thousand brighter things . " T is true thy progress layeth Full many a loved one low , And for the brave and beautiful Thou hast caused our tears to flow ; But always near the couch of ...
... wings , But in thy flight , thou changest it To a thousand brighter things . " T is true thy progress layeth Full many a loved one low , And for the brave and beautiful Thou hast caused our tears to flow ; But always near the couch of ...
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Matthew Page Andrews. January Minth Consider the lark ! How he rises on wing , And mounts to the sky through ethereal air ! He sings as he soars ; ' tis his nature to sing , To warble his notes though no listener be near . I seek not for ...
Matthew Page Andrews. January Minth Consider the lark ! How he rises on wing , And mounts to the sky through ethereal air ! He sings as he soars ; ' tis his nature to sing , To warble his notes though no listener be near . I seek not for ...
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... wings are bold And green trees wave us globes of gold , Time's scythe shall reap but bliss for me- Sunlight , song , and the orange - tree " I'll south with the sun , and keep my clime ; My wing is king of the summer - time ; My breast ...
... wings are bold And green trees wave us globes of gold , Time's scythe shall reap but bliss for me- Sunlight , song , and the orange - tree " I'll south with the sun , and keep my clime ; My wing is king of the summer - time ; My breast ...
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... wings and crow whenever he passed our quarters ? " In- stinct told him that he was the true prince , " and it would make anybody brave to be nigh him . MAJOR CHARLES H. SMITH ( Bill Arp ) Joseph E. Johnston born , 1807 February Eighth ...
... wings and crow whenever he passed our quarters ? " In- stinct told him that he was the true prince , " and it would make anybody brave to be nigh him . MAJOR CHARLES H. SMITH ( Bill Arp ) Joseph E. Johnston born , 1807 February Eighth ...
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... wing , Have lessons to last you the whole year through ; For what is " Coo ! coo ! te weet tu whu ! " But , properly rendered , " The wit to woo ! " A wit that brings worship and wisdom too ! Coo ! coo ! te weet tu whu- The wit to woo ...
... wing , Have lessons to last you the whole year through ; For what is " Coo ! coo ! te weet tu whu ! " But , properly rendered , " The wit to woo ! " A wit that brings worship and wisdom too ! Coo ! coo ! te weet tu whu- The wit to woo ...
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A. P. Hill April army August BAGBY Battle BILL ARP born brave Carolina CHARLES Confederate Constitution dead December EDGAR ALLAN POE Eightb Eleventh England February Federal fight fired flag Fourteenth FRANCIS G. F. R. HENDERSON GEORGE glory GORDON Government gwine HAMILTON HAYNE heart HENRY TIMROD Hill honor J. E. B. Stuart Jackson JAMES BARRON JAMES BARRON HOPE JAMES RYDER RANDALL January Jefferson Davis JOHN July June land LIEUT.-COL Lincoln Louisiana MADISON CAWEIN Major Wirz March Maryland Massachusetts Mintb Mississippi negroes never night Northern November o'er October PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE race secedes Seventeenth SIDNEY LANIER sing Sirtb Sirteenth slavery soldiers song South in Dixie Southern stars Stonewall Stonewall Jackson summer sweet TABB Tentb Texas thee Thirteenth Thirtieth THOMAS thou tion Twelfth Twenty-Eightb Twenty-Fifth Twenty-First Twenty-Fourth Twenty-Second Twenty-Seventh Twenty-Third Union United Virginia Washington WILLIAM wings wounded
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Стр. 284 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Стр. 210 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there: O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave 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?
Стр. 184 - I am not, nor ever have been, in favor of making voters or jurors of negroes, nor of qualifying them to hold office, nor to intermarry with white people; and I will say, in addition to this, that there is a physical difference between the white and black races which I believe will forever forbid the two races living together on terms of social and political equality.
Стр. 75 - Into the woods my Master went, Clean forspent, forspent. Into the woods my Master came, Forspent with love and shame. But the olives they were not blind to Him, The little gray leaves were kind to Him: The thorn-tree had a mind to Him When into the woods He came. Out of the woods my Master went, And He was well content. Out of the woods my Master came, Content with death and shame. When Death and Shame would woo Him last, From under the trees they drew Him last: 'Twas on a tree they slew Him —...
Стр. 277 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Стр. 207 - My life is like the autumn leaf, That trembles in the moon's pale ray ; Its hold is frail — its date is brief, Restless — and soon to pass away ! Yet, ere that leaf shall fall and fade, The parent tree will mourn its shade, The winds bewail the leafless tree, But none shall breathe a sigh for me...
Стр. 193 - I have come to you from the West, where we have always seen the backs of our enemies — from an army whose business it has been to seek the adversary, and to beat him when found, whose policy has been attack and not defence.
Стр. 278 - Tis less of earth than heaven. Her every tone is music's own, Like those of morning birds, And something more than melody Dwells ever in her words; The coinage of her heart are they, And from her lips each flows As one may see the burdened bee Forth issue from the rose.
Стр. 44 - ... I am not, nor ever have been, in favor of bringing about in any way the social and political equality...
Стр. 213 - He's in the saddle now. Fall in, Steady the whole brigade! Hill's at the ford, cut off; we'll win His way out, ball and blade. What matter if our shoes are worn? What matter if our feet are torn? Quick step! We're with him before morn — That's Stonewall Jackson's way.