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... stood , Though each gaping joint of armor ran A stream of purple blood . 15. As , pierced with countless wounds , he fell , The standard caught his eye ; And he smiled , like an infant hushed asleep , To hear the battle - cry . 16. Now ...
... stood , Though each gaping joint of armor ran A stream of purple blood . 15. As , pierced with countless wounds , he fell , The standard caught his eye ; And he smiled , like an infant hushed asleep , To hear the battle - cry . 16. Now ...
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... stood his ground to the last , and died on the field of battle . His standard - bearer , a gentleman of the house of Olē'a , also perished in defense of his banner , as described in the poem . 9. - Ăr'a gon was an ancient kingdom of ...
... stood his ground to the last , and died on the field of battle . His standard - bearer , a gentleman of the house of Olē'a , also perished in defense of his banner , as described in the poem . 9. - Ăr'a gon was an ancient kingdom of ...
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... stood there Sunday after Sunday , witnessing and pleading for his Lord , the King of righteousness and love and glory , with whose spirit he was filled , and in whose power he spoke ; the long lines of young faces , rising tier above ...
... stood there Sunday after Sunday , witnessing and pleading for his Lord , the King of righteousness and love and glory , with whose spirit he was filled , and in whose power he spoke ; the long lines of young faces , rising tier above ...
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... stood there before them their fellow - soldier and the captain of their band . The true sort of captain , too , for a boys ' army , -one who had no misgivings and gave no uncertain word of command , and , let who would yield or make ...
... stood there before them their fellow - soldier and the captain of their band . The true sort of captain , too , for a boys ' army , -one who had no misgivings and gave no uncertain word of command , and , let who would yield or make ...
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... stood with his axe in his hand and his shield pierced with several arrows . But now the hour of our great king was come . Every foe who had come near him had felt the might of that terrible axe , but his axe could not guard against this ...
... stood with his axe in his hand and his shield pierced with several arrows . But now the hour of our great king was come . Every foe who had come near him had felt the might of that terrible axe , but his axe could not guard against this ...
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Page 296 - It is substantially true, that virtue or morality is a necessary spring of popular government The rule, indeed, extends with more or less force to every species of free government. Who, that is a sincere friend to it, can look with indifference upon attempts to shake the foundation of the fabric ? Promote, then, as an object of primary importance, institutions for the general diffusion of knowledge.
Page 178 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Page 309 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild, There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
Page 107 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 96 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
Page 376 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Page 310 - Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain by turns dismayed, The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Page 313 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Page 183 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world, — with kings, The powerful of the earth, the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Page 311 - Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew, 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran that he could gauge.