Variosa: A Collection of Sketches, Essays and Verses1911 - 266 strani |
Iz vsebine knjige
Zadetki 1–5 od 33
Stran 4
... 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.
... 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.
Stran 31
... dead lioness of the sea " could ever be recovered , he proceeds as follows : " What a wonderful history was hers ! A single ship matched against one of the mightiest navies of the world , yet keeping the ocean in defiance of all pursuit ...
... dead lioness of the sea " could ever be recovered , he proceeds as follows : " What a wonderful history was hers ! A single ship matched against one of the mightiest navies of the world , yet keeping the ocean in defiance of all pursuit ...
Stran 38
... dead and dying hopes . Yet Timrod was brave even in des- pair . He summoned every energy of his soul and every power of his now failing body to meet the crisis . In his extremity he sent some of his best poems to northern publishers who ...
... dead and dying hopes . Yet Timrod was brave even in des- pair . He summoned every energy of his soul and every power of his now failing body to meet the crisis . In his extremity he sent some of his best poems to northern publishers who ...
Stran 82
... took fire and the flames spread in all directions , with no one to check them . The cloth- ing of hundreds of the dead and wounded was burned from their bodies . Pandemonium reigned and the furies 82 SKETCHES AND ESSAYS .
... took fire and the flames spread in all directions , with no one to check them . The cloth- ing of hundreds of the dead and wounded was burned from their bodies . Pandemonium reigned and the furies 82 SKETCHES AND ESSAYS .
Stran 86
... dead and wounded lay thick about us , but we were too hungry to be fastidious , and the stack of delicaces was too tempting to admit of delay . The afternoon was devoted to the sad duty of burying the dead , while a strong force watched ...
... dead and wounded lay thick about us , but we were too hungry to be fastidious , and the stack of delicaces was too tempting to admit of delay . The afternoon was devoted to the sad duty of burying the dead , while a strong force watched ...
Pogosti izrazi in povedi
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
Priljubljeni odlomki
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.