The Onward reciter ed. by W. Darrah, Volumen14

William Darrah

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Página 69 - 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.
Página 129 - Ye crags and peaks, I'm with you once again ! I hold to you the hands you first beheld, To show they still are free.
Página 112 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Página 129 - Scaling yonder peak, I saw an eagle wheeling near its brow, O'er the abyss : his broad expanded wings Lay calm and motionless upon the air, As if he floated there without their aid, By the sole act of his unlorded will, That buoyed him proudly up. Instinctively I bent my bow : yet kept he rounding still His airy circle, as in the delight Of measuring the ample range beneath, And round about ; absorbed, he heeded not The death that threatened him. — I could not shoot — 'Twas Liberty ! — I turned...
Página 130 - I sat In my boat at night, when midway o'er the lake The stars went out, and down the mountain gorge The wind came roaring, — I have sat and eyed The thunder...
Página 69 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen : Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Página 28 - Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you ? If any man defile the temple of God, him shall God destroy ; for the temple of God is holy, which temple ye are.
Página 176 - I need not be missed if my life has been bearing (As its summer and autumn moved silently on) The bloom, and the fruit, and the seed of its season ; I shall still be remembered by what I have done.
Página 99 - And hopeless waiting for death; And the soldier's wife, like a full-tired child, Seemed scarce to draw her breath. I sank to sleep; and I had my dream Of an English village-lane, And wall and garden; — but one wild scream Brought me back to the roar again.
Página 98 - And the end was coming fast. To yield to that foe meant worse than death ; And the men and we all worked on : It was one day more, of smoke and roar, And then it would all be done.

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