Harvard Memorial Biographies, Band 1Thomas Wentworth Higginson Sever and Francis, 1866 - 517 Seiten |
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... wounded . In the organization of the national army , Governor Morgan , supposing he had a right to propose the names of two major - generals from his State , sent Wadsworth's and Dix's to the President . Wadsworth , however , upon learn ...
... wounded . In the organization of the national army , Governor Morgan , supposing he had a right to propose the names of two major - generals from his State , sent Wadsworth's and Dix's to the President . Wadsworth , however , upon learn ...
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... wounded , and the same number of artillery horses . He remained until the last regiment crossed , preceding only the skirmishers and pickets . General Wadsworth was very successful in gaining the love of his men . His high sense of ...
... wounded , and the same number of artillery horses . He remained until the last regiment crossed , preceding only the skirmishers and pickets . General Wadsworth was very successful in gaining the love of his men . His high sense of ...
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... wounded . This heroic termination of a noble career , and its attendant circumstances , are described in simple and touching language by his son , Captain Craig Wadsworth , in a letter which is published in Mr. Allen's Memorial ...
... wounded . This heroic termination of a noble career , and its attendant circumstances , are described in simple and touching language by his son , Captain Craig Wadsworth , in a letter which is published in Mr. Allen's Memorial ...
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... wounded were more than twenty or thirty yards nearer than he was to the open field toward which the attack had been directed . He was lying upon his back under a shelter - tent , which was extended over him at about three feet from the ...
... wounded were more than twenty or thirty yards nearer than he was to the open field toward which the attack had been directed . He was lying upon his back under a shelter - tent , which was extended over him at about three feet from the ...
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... wounded . " The Colonel did splendidly , " said one of his officers , writing home im- mediately after . The regiment was not on the field on the 29th of August , the first day of the second battle of Bull Run , but in the perils and ...
... wounded . " The Colonel did splendidly , " said one of his officers , writing home im- mediately after . The regiment was not on the field on the 29th of August , the first day of the second battle of Bull Run , but in the perils and ...
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afterwards army August battle battle of Antietam battle of Fredericksburg Boston Boston Latin School brave brigade brother brother Wilder Cambridge camp Captain cavalry Chaplain character cheerful Class classmates command commission corps death died duty Dwight enemy entered Fair Oaks father feel field fight fire FORT ALBANY Fort Sumter Fortress Monroe Frémont friends front Harvard heart honor hope hospital Infantry July killed knew labor letter Lieutenant lived Lowell Major Revere manly Massachusetts ment military mind months morning nature never night noble o'clock officers ordered passed Patten Poolesville Port Hudson position Potomac prisoners rank Rebel received regiment remained returned river says seemed sent September September 17 shot sick soldier soon spirit Stephen Perkins Surgeon thought tion took troops Vols Volunteers Wadsworth Washington wounded writes wrote
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Seite 210 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Seite 327 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Seite 327 - Not on the vulgar mass Called " work," must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the price; O'er which, from level stand, The low world laid its hand, Found straightway to its mind, could value in a trice...
Seite 20 - Who, whether praise of him must walk the earth For ever, and to noble deeds give birth, Or he must fall, to sleep without his fame, And leave a dead, unprofitable name, Finds comfort in himself and in his cause ; And, while the mortal mist is gathering, draws His breath in confidence of Heaven's applause : — This is the happy Warrior ; this is he That every Man in arms should wish to be.
Seite xiv - I praise him not; it were too late; And some innative weakness there must be In him who condescends to victory Such as the Present gives, and cannot wait, Safe in himself as in a fate.
Seite x - From happy homes and toils, the fruitful nest Of those half-virtues which the world calls best, Into War's tumult rude; But rather far that stern device The sponsors chose that round thy cradle stood In the dim, unventured wood, The VERITAS* that lurks beneath The letter's unprolific sheath, Life of whate'er makes life worth living, Seed-grain of high emprise, immortal food, One heavenly thing whereof earth hath the giving.
Seite xiv - His was no lonely mountain-peak of mind, Thrusting to thin air o'er our cloudy bars, A sea-mark now, now lost in vapors blind ; Broad prairie rather, genial, level-lined, Fruitful and friendly for all human kind, Yet also nigh to heaven and loved of loftiest stars.
Seite xvii - T is no Man we celebrate, By his country's victories great, A hero half, and half the whim of Fate, But the pith and marrow of a Nation Drawing force from all her men, Highest, humblest, weakest, all...
Seite xi - Loves, hates, ambitions, and immortal fires, Are tossed pell-mell together in the grave. But stay ! no age was e'er degenerate, Unless men held it at too cheap a rate, For in our likeness still we shape our fate. Ah, there is something here Unfathomed by the cynic's sneer, Something that gives our feeble light A high immunity from Night, Something that leaps life's narrow bars...
Seite 273 - Because sentence against an evil work is not executed speedily, therefore the heart of the sons of men is fully set in them to do evil.