American History by American Poets, Band 1Mrs. Nellie (Urner) Wallington, Nellie Urner Wallington Duffield, 1911 |
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Abraham Davenport American arms Arthur Guiterman band banner battle beat beneath Betty Zane blood blow bold breast British Britons Burton Egbert Stevenson cannon Captain cheer Clinton Scollard command cried daring dark dead death deck deeds deep dread eyes fame fear fell fierce fight fire flag flame fought Freedom gallant gallant band glory green guns hail hand hear heard heart heaven heroes honour hundred Indians John John Greenleaf Whittier King land Liberty light Lord loud March mighty minute-man morn mountain never night o'er patriot peace Philip Freneau pride proud Richard Somers roar roll round sailed sailors Saint Leger savage ship shore shot shout Sir Peter Parker song soul sound stand stars stood storm stripes sword thee Thomas Dunn English thou thunder town trees victory Wallace Rice Washington wave wild William wind wounded
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Seite 383 - WHEN Freedom, from her mountain height, Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there ! She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then, from his mansion in the sun, She called her eagle-bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land...
Seite 57 - THE LANDING OF THE PILGRIM FATHERS ' I ^HE breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Seite 367 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave...
Seite 21 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!'" They sailed and sailed, as winds might blow, Until at last the blanched mate said : "Why, now not even God would know Should I and all my men fall dead. These very winds forget their way, For God from these dread seas is gone. Now speak, brave Admiral, speak and say" — He said: "Sail on! sail on! and on!
Seite 385 - Sweeps darkly round the bellied sail, And frighted waves rush wildly back Before the broadside's reeling rack, Each dying wanderer of the sea Shall look at once to heaven and thee, And smile to see thy splendors fly In triumph o'er his closing eye.
Seite 366 - O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, 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?
Seite 150 - So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through the night went his cry of alarm To every Middlesex village and farm, — A cry of defiance and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo...
Seite 366 - 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? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream.
Seite 242 - Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars ? List to the yarn, as my grandmother's father the sailor told it to me. Our foe was no skulk in his ship I tell you, (said he,) His was the surly English pluck, and there is no tougher or truer, and never was, and never will be ; Along the lower'd eve he came horribly raking us.
Seite 14 - But when I older grew, Joining a corsair's crew, O'er the dark sea I flew With the marauders. Wild was the life we led; Many the souls that sped, Many the hearts that bled, By our stern orders.