Ten Englishmen of the Nineteenth Century: Wellington, Canning, Stephenson, Russell, Cobden, Peel, Shaftesbury, Palmerston, Gladstone, DisraeliChautauqua Press, 1902 - 260 strani |
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Stran 198 - I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Stran 227 - For all day the wheels are droning, turning; Their wind comes in our faces, Till our hearts turn, our heads with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places: Turns the sky in the high window blank and reeling, Turns the long light that drops...
Stran 226 - we are weary, And we cannot run or leap; If we cared for any meadows, it were merely To drop down in them and sleep. Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall upon our faces, trying to go; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through the coal-dark, underground; Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron 10 In the factories, round and round.
Stran 129 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows: The young birds are chirping in the nest; The young fawns are playing with the shadows; The young flowers are blowing toward the west — But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! 10 They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the...
Stran 225 - Why their tears are falling so? The old man may weep for his to-morrow, Which is lost in long ago; The old tree is leafless in the forest, The old year is ending in the frost, The old wound, if stricken, is the sorest, The old hope is hardest to be lost! But the young, young children...
Stran 196 - Who in their coaches roll along the turnpikeRoad, what hard work 'tis crying all day ' Knives and Scissors to grind O!' "Tell me, Knife-grinder, how you came to grind knives? Did some rich man tyrannically use you ? Was it the squire ? or parson of the parish ? Or the attorney? "Was it the squire, for killing of his game ? or Covetous parson, for his tithes distraining ? Or roguish lawyer, made you lose your little All in a law-suit? "(Have you not read the Rights of Man, by Tom Paine?) Drops of...
Stran 235 - So that the brute bullet broke thro' the brain that could think for the rest; Bullets would sing by our foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round — Death at the glimpse of a finger from over the breadth of a street, Death from the heights of the mosque and the palace, and death in the ground! Mine? yes, a mine! Countermine! down, down! and creep thro
Stran 192 - Tho' all men else their nobler dreams forget Confused by brainless mobs and lawless Powers ; Thank Him who isled us here, and roughly set His Briton in blown seas and storming showers, We have a voice, with which to pay the debt Of boundless love and reverence and regret • To those great men who fought, and kept it ours. And keep it ours...
Stran 194 - Uplifted high in heart and hope are we, Until we doubt not that for one so true There must be other nobler work to do Than when he fought at Waterloo; And Victor he must ever be, For tho' the Giant Ages heave the hill And break the shore, and evermore Make and break and work their will; Tho...
Stran 191 - With blare of bugle, clamour of men, Roll of cannon and clash of arms, And England pouring on her foes. Such a war had such a close. Again their ravening eagle rose In anger...