The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Volume 6Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 - Literature |
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... Mother of the Maccabees , The My Home • My Life is Like the Summer Rose AUTHOR Trans . Peche de M. Antonie Charles Fenno Hoffman • Trans . D. F. Campbell . Richard Henry Wilde PAGE 159 131 • 280 James Joseph Callanan 189 • J. Simpson ...
... Mother of the Maccabees , The My Home • My Life is Like the Summer Rose AUTHOR Trans . Peche de M. Antonie Charles Fenno Hoffman • Trans . D. F. Campbell . Richard Henry Wilde PAGE 159 131 • 280 James Joseph Callanan 189 • J. Simpson ...
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... mother , and lays an accusation against me . He seems to me to be the only one of our politicians who begins at the right end . It is quite right to attend to the improvement of the young men first , to make them good , as the ...
... mother , and lays an accusation against me . He seems to me to be the only one of our politicians who begins at the right end . It is quite right to attend to the improvement of the young men first , to make them good , as the ...
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... mother found him bent upon avenging Patro- clus and killing Hector , she , goddess as she was , said , O son , if thou avenge thy friend and kill Hector , thou thyself wilt die ; for , said she , " Forthwith thy destiny follows the ruin ...
... mother found him bent upon avenging Patro- clus and killing Hector , she , goddess as she was , said , O son , if thou avenge thy friend and kill Hector , thou thyself wilt die ; for , said she , " Forthwith thy destiny follows the ruin ...
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... mother , and still Mr. Carlyle and Barbara paced patiently the garden - path . At half - past ten Richard came forth , having taken his last fare- well . Then came Barbara's tearful farewell , which Mr. Carlyle witnessed ; then a hard ...
... mother , and still Mr. Carlyle and Barbara paced patiently the garden - path . At half - past ten Richard came forth , having taken his last fare- well . Then came Barbara's tearful farewell , which Mr. Carlyle witnessed ; then a hard ...
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... mother is and why she left them , tell them that you , their father , goaded her to it . If they inquire what she is , tell them also , if you so will ; but tell them , at the same time , that you outraged and betrayed her , driving her ...
... mother is and why she left them , tell them that you , their father , goaded her to it . If they inquire what she is , tell them also , if you so will ; but tell them , at the same time , that you outraged and betrayed her , driving her ...
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Page 444 - And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it; and his servants shall serve him: and they shall see his face; and his name shall be in their foreheads.
Page 128 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Page 113 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance : for my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Page 151 - I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps ; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps ; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps. His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel : " As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal...
Page 129 - 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?
Page 150 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword. His truth is marching on.
Page 129 - O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets...
Page 409 - Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Page 223 - When a righteous man turneth away from his righteousness, and committeth iniquity, and dieth in them; for his iniquity that he hath done shall he die. Again, when the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness that he hath committed, and doeth that which Is lawful and right, he shall save his soul alive.
Page 131 - Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.