John N. Edwards: Biography, Memoirs, Reminiscences and Recollections; His Brilliant Career as Soldier, Author, and Journalist; Choice Collection of His Most Notable and Interesting Newspaper Articles, Together with Some Unpublished Poems and Many Private Letters. Also a Reprint of Shelby's Expedition to Mexico, an Unwritten Leaf of the WarJ. Edwards, 1889 - 420 strani |
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... HUNDRED BOOKS 180 PERSONAL TRIBUTES .. NEWSPAPER TRIBUTES .. 181 ... 196 SHELBY'S EXPEDITION TO MEXICO . AN UNWRITTEN LEAF OF THE WAR ............ . 229 JOHN NEWMAN EDWARDS BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH . BY REV . GEO vi CONTENTS .
... HUNDRED BOOKS 180 PERSONAL TRIBUTES .. NEWSPAPER TRIBUTES .. 181 ... 196 SHELBY'S EXPEDITION TO MEXICO . AN UNWRITTEN LEAF OF THE WAR ............ . 229 JOHN NEWMAN EDWARDS BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH . BY REV . GEO vi CONTENTS .
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... hundred yards to the west of the road , a beautifully shaded valley in which horses and cattle were grazing . The seconds took up position near a tree and commenced to examine the weapons . The principals were a few yards apart ...
... hundred yards to the west of the road , a beautifully shaded valley in which horses and cattle were grazing . The seconds took up position near a tree and commenced to examine the weapons . The principals were a few yards apart ...
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... hundred people who viewed the corpse came from Lexington , Higginsville , Cor- der and the neighboring towns . There had been a mis- understanding as to the time the funeral would take place , and many persons from Higginsville , Corder ...
... hundred people who viewed the corpse came from Lexington , Higginsville , Cor- der and the neighboring towns . There had been a mis- understanding as to the time the funeral would take place , and many persons from Higginsville , Corder ...
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... hundred times I have said I can never , alas , have any more hope , and yet I confess , now , it is strong again . I do again believe and trust . Surely we will no more suffer disappointment . You have done the work ; it is noble and ...
... hundred times I have said I can never , alas , have any more hope , and yet I confess , now , it is strong again . I do again believe and trust . Surely we will no more suffer disappointment . You have done the work ; it is noble and ...
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... hundreds of topics of a different character and on different subjects are mentioned in a manner that only he could touch them . Much of this is of a semi - personal nature , growing out of his relations toward me and his connection with ...
... hundreds of topics of a different character and on different subjects are mentioned in a manner that only he could touch them . Much of this is of a semi - personal nature , growing out of his relations toward me and his connection with ...
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Stran 176 - The heroes' sepulchre. Rest on, embalmed and sainted dead! Dear as the blood ye gave ; No impious footstep here shall tread The herbage of your grave; Nor shall your glory be forgot While Fame her record keeps, Or Honor points the hallowed spot Where Valor proudly sleeps.
Stran 105 - And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued. Out - out are the lights - out all! And over each quivering form, The curtain, a funeral pall, Comes down with the rush of a storm, And the angels, all pallid and wan, Uprising, unveiling, affirm That the play is the tragedy, "Man," And its hero the Conqueror Worm.
Stran 175 - No braying horn nor screaming fife At dawn shall call to arms. Their shivered swords are red with rust; Their plumed heads are bowed; Their haughty banner, trailed in dust, Is now their martial shroud. And plenteous funeral tears have washed The red stains from each brow, And the proud forms, by battle gashed, Are free from anguish now.
Stran 175 - The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping-ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Stran 186 - ... or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
Stran 176 - That frowned o'er that dread fray. Sons of the Dark and Bloody Ground, Ye must not slumber there, Where stranger steps and tongues resound Along the heedless air. Your own proud land's heroic soil Shall be your fitter grave: She claims from war...
Stran 63 - In men whom men condemn as ill I find so much of goodness still, In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I hesitate to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.
Stran 64 - Statesman, yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear; Who broke no promise, served no private end, Who gained no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approved, And praised, unenvied, by the Muse he loved.
Stran 35 - My own dim life should teach me this, That life shall live for evermore, Else earth is darkness at the core, And dust and ashes all that is...
Stran 175 - That sweeps his great plateau, Flushed with the triumph yet to gain, Came down the serried foe. Who heard the thunder of the fray Break o'er the field beneath, Knew well the watchword of that day Was