Variosa: A Collection of Sketches, Essays and Verses1911 - 266 strani |
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... Only a Child .. Christmas .. In Cura Perpetua " Jake " ... Discouragements Life and Death 48 87 103 III 126 142 .. 146 .. 149 151 ... 155 159 165 170 174 179 181 186 189 The Temple of Fame 196 Disjecta Membra 199 Old Bragg.
... Only a Child .. Christmas .. In Cura Perpetua " Jake " ... Discouragements Life and Death 48 87 103 III 126 142 .. 146 .. 149 151 ... 155 159 165 170 174 179 181 186 189 The Temple of Fame 196 Disjecta Membra 199 Old Bragg.
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... Would Die My Boy Is Dead 249 251 253 The Long Ago . What For ? In Memoriam 255 257 258 The Broken Shaft .. Autumn Twilight Musings The Child's Thanatopsis 260 262 265 ANNOUNCEMENT . This book is a collection of sketches and Our Homes 193.
... Would Die My Boy Is Dead 249 251 253 The Long Ago . What For ? In Memoriam 255 257 258 The Broken Shaft .. Autumn Twilight Musings The Child's Thanatopsis 260 262 265 ANNOUNCEMENT . This book is a collection of sketches and Our Homes 193.
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... child , will be read in this day with the tenderest in- terest . After giving expression to the pride and joy swelling in his own heart at the sight of his " blue - eyed boy ; " after listening to the music of his shouts of childish ...
... child , will be read in this day with the tenderest in- terest . After giving expression to the pride and joy swelling in his own heart at the sight of his " blue - eyed boy ; " after listening to the music of his shouts of childish ...
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... child- ren , and closing with the following lines which are worthy of Pope : No ! all can do His creatures good , He scatters round with hand profuse- The only precept understood , Enjoy , but not abuse . When we remember that our poet ...
... child- ren , and closing with the following lines which are worthy of Pope : No ! all can do His creatures good , He scatters round with hand profuse- The only precept understood , Enjoy , but not abuse . When we remember that our poet ...
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... child . " In this early period of his life he was an untiring student . He explored with impetuous zeal the fields of learning and drank deep of the perennial springs of classic literature . " He reveled in the rich and elegant strains ...
... child . " In this early period of his life he was an untiring student . He explored with impetuous zeal the fields of learning and drank deep of the perennial springs of classic literature . " He reveled in the rich and elegant strains ...
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A. P. Hill army artillery battle BATTLE OF CHANCELLORSVILLE beautiful brave breastworks brigade caisson called Carolina cavalry Chancellorsville cheer child Confederate cradle darkness dead death depths dream earth enemy eyes face faithful fame feel field fire foot cavalry forever Fredericksburg friends gathered gloom glorious glory grave Hampton hand Hayne heart Henry Timrod honor Hooker's hope horse hour human Jake James Westmoreland land light living look manhood memory morning mortal vision moved ness never night ocean passed patriotism Paul Hayne poem poet rebel yell rest road rolling rushed scalawags scene shadows Silas Knight silent soldier sorrow soul sound South Carolina Spartanburg county spirit stand stars stood strong tender things thought tide Timrod troops true truth Wade Hampton whole wild William Jones wonder woods words yards young
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Stran 124 - Shall we build to ambition ? Oh, no ! Affrighted he shrinketh away : For see they would pin him below, In a small narrow cave, and begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey.
Stran 45 - I hear a murmur, as of waves That grope their way through sunless caves, Like bodies struggling in their graves, Carolina! And now it deepens; slow and grand It swells, as rolling to the land An ocean broke upon the strand, Carolina! Shout! let it reach the startled Huns! And roar with all thy festal guns! It is the answer of thy sons, Carolina!
Stran 124 - In a small narrow cave, and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey. To Beauty ? Ah no ! she forgets The charms which she wielded before ; Nor knows the foul worm that he frets The skin...
Stran 228 - I have been writing my thoughts in prose and verse ; history, philosophy, drama, romance, tradition, satire, ode and song — I have tried all. But I feel I have not said the thousandth part of what is in me. When I go down to the grave, I can say like so many others, ' I have finished my day's work,' but I cannot say
Stran 89 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honor's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Stran 125 - To the pleasures which Mirth can afford, The revel, the laugh and the jeer ? Ah ! here is a plentiful board ! But the guests are all mute as their pitiful cheer, And none but the worm is a reveller here. Shall we build to Affection and Love ? Ah, no ! they have withered and died, Or fled with the spirit above ; Friends, brothers and sisters are laid side by side, Yet none have saluted, and none have replied.
Stran 125 - The skin which but yesterday fools could adore. For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore. Shall we build to the purple of Pride, The trappings which dizen the proud? Alas! they are all laid aside, And here's neither dress nor adornment allowed, But the long winding sheet and the fringe of the shroud.
Stran 124 - Methinks it is good to be here ; If Thou wilt, let us build— but for whom ? Nor Elias nor Moses appear, But the shadows of eve that encompass the gloom, The abode of the dead and the place of the tomb.
Stran 18 - Tis 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...
Stran 125 - To the pleasures which Mirth can afford ; — The revel, the laugh, and the jeer ? Ah ! here is a plentiful board ; But the guests are all mute as their pitiful cheer, And none but the worm is a reveller here.