Variosa: A Collection of Sketches, Essays and Verses1911 - 266 strani |
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Zadetki 1–5 od 21
Stran 15
... woods of Georgia , where , in a battle with grim want , like a crushed flower giving forth its sweet- est fragrance , he poured forth the living melody of a heart chastened and softened by disappointment and sorrow , but still thrilled ...
... woods of Georgia , where , in a battle with grim want , like a crushed flower giving forth its sweet- est fragrance , he poured forth the living melody of a heart chastened and softened by disappointment and sorrow , but still thrilled ...
Stran 20
... wood and field , and in close sympathy with all the mystery and gladness of nature we are not surprised to find him at an early age giving all the indications of that com- bination of faculties and sensibilities which con- stitutes what ...
... wood and field , and in close sympathy with all the mystery and gladness of nature we are not surprised to find him at an early age giving all the indications of that com- bination of faculties and sensibilities which con- stitutes what ...
Stran 22
... wood and field . " The sweet security of street ' had no charm for him . He rejoiced in Nature and her changing scenes and seasons . She was always to him comfort , refreshment , balm . She never turned her face from him , and through ...
... wood and field . " The sweet security of street ' had no charm for him . He rejoiced in Nature and her changing scenes and seasons . She was always to him comfort , refreshment , balm . She never turned her face from him , and through ...
Stran 43
... woods were assuming assuming their first delicate autumnal hues , " and returned to the scenes of his struggles and trials . But his struggles and trials were also fast verging to a climax . Poverty and want became more and more ...
... woods were assuming assuming their first delicate autumnal hues , " and returned to the scenes of his struggles and trials . But his struggles and trials were also fast verging to a climax . Poverty and want became more and more ...
Stran 60
... woods near Petersburg , when he was at the head of a corps , I doubt if there was ever a gun fired in any part of his command which he did not hear , or a move- ment of any importance made , which he did not see . Our brigade filed ...
... woods near Petersburg , when he was at the head of a corps , I doubt if there was ever a gun fired in any part of his command which he did not hear , or a move- ment of any importance made , which he did not see . Our brigade filed ...
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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.