The Deserted Bride: And Other Productions

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C. Scribner, 1853 - 365 Seiten
 

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Seite 34 - Oh, spare that aged oak Now towering to the skies! When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here; My father pressed my hand— Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand. My heart-strings round thee cling, Close as thy bark, old friend! Here shall the wild-bird sing, And still thy branches bend. Old tree! the storm still brave! And, woodman, leave the spot; While I've a hand to save, Thy axe shall harm...
Seite 39 - The union of lakes, the union of lands, The union of States none can sever! The union of hearts, the union of hands, And the Flag of our Union forever and ever, The Flag of our Union forever!
Seite 65 - Ah! well do I remember those Whose names these records bear, Who round the hearth-stone used to close After the evening prayer, And speak of what these pages said, In tones my heart would thrill!
Seite 22 - We gazed — but not a man could speak! — With horror all aghast In groups, with pallid brow and cheek, We watched the quivering mast. The atmosphere grew thick and hot; And of a lurid hue, As, riveted unto the spot, Stood officers and crew. The father came on deck — he gasped, " O, God, Thy will be done! " Then suddenly a rifle grasped, And aimed it at his son! "Jump far out, boy! into the wave! Jump, or I fire!
Seite 66 - God's word to hear! Her angel face, — : I see it yet ! What thronging memories come! Again that little group is met Within the halls of home ! Thou truest friend man ever knew, Thy constancy I've tried; When all were false, I found thee true, My counselor and guide. The mines of earth no treasures give That could this volume buy ; In teaching me the way to live, It taught me how to die...
Seite 22 - We gazed, but not a man could speak! With horror all aghast, In groups, with pallid brow and cheek, We watched the quivering mast. The atmosphere grew thick and hot, And of a lurid hue, As, riveted unto the spot, Stood officers and crew. The father came on deck. He gasped "O God, thy will be done!" Then suddenly a rifle grasped And aimed it at his son ; "Jump — far out, boy, into the wave, Jump, or I fire," he said; "That only chance your life can save!
Seite 58 - And care not a jot for the king on his throne. We never know want, for we live by our labor, And in it contentment and happiness find ; We do what we can for a friend or a neighbor, And die, boys, in peace and good-will to mankind. Then enter, boys ; cheerly, boys, enter and rest ; You know how we live, boys, and die in the West...
Seite 65 - This book is all that's left me now. Tears will unbidden start, — With faltering lip and throbbing brow I press it to my heart. For many generations past, Here is our family tree: My mother's hand this Bible clasped; She, dying, gave it me.
Seite 13 - WOODMAN, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough; In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not!
Seite 230 - The snow-flake that the cliff receives, The diamonds of the showers, Spring's tender blossoms, buds, and leaves, The sisterhood of flowers, Morn's early beam, eve's balmy breeze, Her purity define ; But Ida's dearer far than these To this fond breast of mine.

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