Gems for the Fireside: Comprising the Most Unique, Touching, Pithy, and Beautiful Literary Treasures from the Greatest Minds in the Realms of Poetry and Philosophy, Wit and Humor, Statesmanship and Religion |
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Since “ freedɔm's battle once begun ” is a perpetual inheritance , so round the
fireside the ruddy flame of a loyal patriotism must glow . And heroic sires will find
inspiration for their sons in the selections from Campbell , Longfellow , Baker ...
Since “ freedɔm's battle once begun ” is a perpetual inheritance , so round the
fireside the ruddy flame of a loyal patriotism must glow . And heroic sires will find
inspiration for their sons in the selections from Campbell , Longfellow , Baker ...
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162 • My arms are round my darling thrown . " . . . 165 ' Seated himself on the
hearth . ” . 171 The bear was no more . " . 172 The calm , gently - heaving , silent
sea . " . 176 What rocks and cliffs are so glorious ? " 178 " It vanquished them at
last ...
162 • My arms are round my darling thrown . " . . . 165 ' Seated himself on the
hearth . ” . 171 The bear was no more . " . 172 The calm , gently - heaving , silent
sea . " . 176 What rocks and cliffs are so glorious ? " 178 " It vanquished them at
last ...
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With her own tresses bound and found her Unless , perhaps , white Death had
kissed me fair ,there , Kissing her hair . Kissing her hair . A LEGEND OF
BREGENZ . ADELAIDE ANNIE PROCTER . of the past . IRT round with rugged
mountains ...
With her own tresses bound and found her Unless , perhaps , white Death had
kissed me fair ,there , Kissing her hair . Kissing her hair . A LEGEND OF
BREGENZ . ADELAIDE ANNIE PROCTER . of the past . IRT round with rugged
mountains ...
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53 She heeded not the rumors of Austrian war The men seemed stern and
altered , with looks or strife ; cast on the ground ; Each day she rose contented , to
the calm With anxious faces , one by one , the women toils of life . gathered round
...
53 She heeded not the rumors of Austrian war The men seemed stern and
altered , with looks or strife ; cast on the ground ; Each day she rose contented , to
the calm With anxious faces , one by one , the women toils of life . gathered round
...
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It was a time when the easy , comfortable man , touched with finest sense of
human suffering , gives from his abundance ; and , whilst bestowing , feels almost
ashamed that , with such wide - spread misery circled round him , he has all
things ...
It was a time when the easy , comfortable man , touched with finest sense of
human suffering , gives from his abundance ; and , whilst bestowing , feels almost
ashamed that , with such wide - spread misery circled round him , he has all
things ...
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Стр. 818 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Стр. 462 - On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Стр. 207 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Стр. 261 - Thy waters washed them power while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow; Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Стр. 157 - Tis the wind, and nothing more.' Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door; Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,...
Стр. 158 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Стр. 294 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Стр. 789 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Стр. 240 - Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Стр. 364 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?