The International Library of Famous Literature: Selections from the World's Great Writers, Ancient, Mediaeval, and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes and with Introductions, Volume 15Merrill and Baker, 1898 - 9822 pages |
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Page 6827
... steps are insensibly and irresistibly hastening ! As I pace the darkened chamber , and lose myself in melancholy musings , the shadowy images around me almost seem to steal once more into existence - their countenances to assume the ...
... steps are insensibly and irresistibly hastening ! As I pace the darkened chamber , and lose myself in melancholy musings , the shadowy images around me almost seem to steal once more into existence - their countenances to assume the ...
Page 6849
... steps of the altar , Holding aloft in his hands , with its seals , the royal commission . " You are convened this day , " he said , " by his Majesty's orders . Clement and kind has he been ; but how you have answered his kind- ness ...
... steps of the altar , Holding aloft in his hands , with its seals , the royal commission . " You are convened this day , " he said , " by his Majesty's orders . Clement and kind has he been ; but how you have answered his kind- ness ...
Page 6850
... steps of the altar . Raising his reverend hand , with a gesture he awed into silence All that clamorous throng ; and thus he spake to his people ; Deep were his tones and solemn ; in accents measured and mournful Spake he , as , after ...
... steps of the altar . Raising his reverend hand , with a gesture he awed into silence All that clamorous throng ; and thus he spake to his people ; Deep were his tones and solemn ; in accents measured and mournful Spake he , as , after ...
Page 6851
... steps they departed , Urged by their household cares , and the weary feet of their children . Down sank the great red ... step on the stair and the floor of her chamber . In the dead of the night she heard the disconsolate rain fall Loud ...
... steps they departed , Urged by their household cares , and the weary feet of their children . Down sank the great red ... step on the stair and the floor of her chamber . In the dead of the night she heard the disconsolate rain fall Loud ...
Page 6857
... steps , the sacred feet of her Savior . Thus many years she lived as a Sister of Mercy ; frequenting Lonely and wretched roofs in the crowded lanes of the city , Where distress and want concealed themselves from the sunlight , Where ...
... steps , the sacred feet of her Savior . Thus many years she lived as a Sister of Mercy ; frequenting Lonely and wretched roofs in the crowded lanes of the city , Where distress and want concealed themselves from the sunlight , Where ...
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Page 6954 - It is important, likewise, that the habits of thinking in a free country should inspire caution in those intrusted with its administration to confine themselves within their respective constitutional spheres, avoiding in the exercise of the powers of one department to encroach upon another. The spirit of encroachment tends to consolidate the powers of all the departments in one and thus to create, whatever the form of government, a real despotism.
Page 7300 - O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Page 7304 - In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me : As he died to make men holy, let us...
Page 6935 - If I were an American as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I never would lay down my arms — never, never, never!
Page 6952 - However combinations or associations of the above description may now and then answer popular ends, they are likely, in the course of time and things, to become potent engines by which cunning, ambitious, and unprincipled men will be enabled to subvert the power of the people and to usurp for themselves the reins of government, destroying afterwards the very engines which have lifted them to unjust dominion.
Page 7284 - At this second appearing to take the oath of the presidential office, there is less occasion for an extended address than there was at the first. Then a statement, somewhat in detail, of a course to be pursued, seemed fitting and proper. Now, at the expiration of four years, during which public declarations have been constantly called forth on every point and phase of the great contest which still absorbs the attention and engrosses the energies of the nation, little that is new could be presented.
Page 7304 - MINE eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on.
Page 6918 - I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets Sad and wan, And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, "They are gone.
Page 7304 - I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel: "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; 10 Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God is marching on.
Page 6918 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh.