General Frederick Young: First Commandant of Sirmur Battalion (Second Gurka Rifles) the Life-story of One of the Old Brigade in India : 1786-1874, Including Reminiscences of Ireland and India in the 'fiftiesG. Routledge & sons, Limited, 1923 - 268 pages |
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Page 97 - That through one window men beheld the spring, And through another saw the summer glow, And through a third the fruited vines a-row, While still, unheard, but in its wonted way, Piped the drear wind of that December day.
Page 94 - When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to all believers.
Page 40 - The path of duty was the way to glory : He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
Page 8 - Of Europe, keep our noble England whole, And save the one true seed of freedom sown Betwixt a people and their ancient throne, That sober freedom out of which there springs...
Page 90 - One seem'd all dark and red— a tract of sand, And some one pacing there alone, Who paced for ever in a glimmering land, Lit with a low large moon.
Page 116 - The heavy trouble, the bewildering care That weighs us down who live and earn our bread, These idle verses have no power to bear; So let me sing of names remembered, Because they, living not, can ne'er be dead, Or long time take their memory quite away From us poor singers of an empty day.
Page 81 - But if the watchman see the sword come, and blow not the trumpet, and the people be not warned ; if the sword come, and take any person from among...
Page 146 - I take this opportunity of recording my strong and deliberate opinion, that in the exercise of a wise and sound policy the British Government is bound not to put aside or neglect such rightful opportunities of acquiring territory or revenue as may from time to time present themselves...
Page 81 - Son of man, speak to the children of thy people, and say unto them, When I bring the sword upon a land, if the people of the land take a man of their coasts, and set him for their watchman : 3 If when he seeth the sword come upon the land, he blow the trumpet, and warn the people...
Page 40 - Not once or twice in our rough island-story, The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses.