Golden Leaves from the American PoetsGeorge Routledge, 1864 - 532 Seiten |
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... blood is gushing : Look , where he trembling stands , Sad , gazing there , Life's smoking crimson on his hands , And in his felon heart the worm of wild despair . Mark the sceptred traitor slumbering ! There flit the slaves of ...
... blood is gushing : Look , where he trembling stands , Sad , gazing there , Life's smoking crimson on his hands , And in his felon heart the worm of wild despair . Mark the sceptred traitor slumbering ! There flit the slaves of ...
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... blood of the brave . ' -JOSEPH NAPOLEON . ASTE treasure like water , ye noble and great ! WA Spend the wealth of the world to increase your estate ; Pile up your temples of marble , and raise Columns and domes , that the people may gaze ...
... blood of the brave . ' -JOSEPH NAPOLEON . ASTE treasure like water , ye noble and great ! WA Spend the wealth of the world to increase your estate ; Pile up your temples of marble , and raise Columns and domes , that the people may gaze ...
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... blood of the brave . " Gold ! gold ! in all ages the curse of mankind , Thy fetters are forged for the soul and the mind : The limbs may be free as the wings of a bird , And the mind be the slave of a look and a word . To gain thee ...
... blood of the brave . " Gold ! gold ! in all ages the curse of mankind , Thy fetters are forged for the soul and the mind : The limbs may be free as the wings of a bird , And the mind be the slave of a look and a word . To gain thee ...
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ANONYMOUS PAGE | 1 |
BENJAMIN FRANKLIN | 9 |
MERCY WARREN | 17 |
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ANNABEL LEE BABIE BELL beauty bells beneath bird bless blue BLUEBEARD bosom brave breast breath breeze bright brow cloud cold coursers dark dead death deep dream earth echo fair fairy falchion fire floating flowers gaze gleam glory glow golden grave green hand hast hath hear heart heaven HELON hill holy hour JOHN MACBRIDE KATHIE MORRIS land laugh leaves light lips live lonely look lyre maiden maize MAUD MULLER morning never Nevermore night o'er pale passed prayer pride proud Quoth the Raven roll round sail shade shadows Shammar shine shore sigh sing sleep smile snow soft song soul sound spirit star-spangled banner stars storm stream sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou art thought throne toil tread tree Twas twill voice wave weary ween wild wind wings witch-hazel youth