Poetical readings and recitations, by R. and T. ArmstrongRobert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) 1866 |
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... smile Makes glad - whose frown is terrible - whose forms , Robed or unrobed , do all the impress wear Of awe divine ! Ye guards of liberty , I'm with you once again ! I call to you With all my voice ! I hold my hands to you , To show ...
... smile Makes glad - whose frown is terrible - whose forms , Robed or unrobed , do all the impress wear Of awe divine ! Ye guards of liberty , I'm with you once again ! I call to you With all my voice ! I hold my hands to you , To show ...
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... smile Makes glad — whose frown is terrible — whose forms , Robed or unrobed , do all the impress wear Of awe divine ! Ye guards of liberty , I'm with you once again ! I call to you With all my voice ! I hold my hands to you , To show ...
... smile Makes glad — whose frown is terrible — whose forms , Robed or unrobed , do all the impress wear Of awe divine ! Ye guards of liberty , I'm with you once again ! I call to you With all my voice ! I hold my hands to you , To show ...
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... smiles went out and inThere was no guessing his kith and kin ; And nobody could enough admire , The tall man and his quaint attire : Quoth one : “ It's as my great grandsire , Starting up at the Trump of Doom's tone , Had walk'd this ...
... smiles went out and inThere was no guessing his kith and kin ; And nobody could enough admire , The tall man and his quaint attire : Quoth one : “ It's as my great grandsire , Starting up at the Trump of Doom's tone , Had walk'd this ...
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... Smiling first a little smile , As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while , Then , like a musical adept , To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled , And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled , Like a candle flame where ...
... Smiling first a little smile , As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while , Then , like a musical adept , To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled , And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled , Like a candle flame where ...
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... smiling , By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore , " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven , thou , " I said , 66 art sure no craven , Ghastly , grim , and ancient Raven , wandering from the nightly shoreTell me what ...
... smiling , By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore , " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven , thou , " I said , 66 art sure no craven , Ghastly , grim , and ancient Raven , wandering from the nightly shoreTell me what ...
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Page 46 - 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.
Page 11 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate : 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Page 50 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Page 53 - They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock!
Page 14 - 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...
Page 19 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Page 29 - Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow! Christ save us all from a death like this, On the reef of Norman's Woe!
Page 58 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 14 - 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...
Page 9 - OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly muse...