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Seite 238 - When there was any overture, or hope of peace, he would be more erect and vigorous, and exceedingly solicitous to press any thing which he thought might promote it; and sitting among his friends, often, after a deep silence and frequent sighs, would, with a shrill and sad accent, ingeminate the word peace, peace...
Seite 121 - SERVANT of God, well done ! Rest from thy loved employ ; The battle fought, the victory won, Enter thy Master's joy.
Seite 251 - MAKE way for Liberty!"— he cried; Made way for Liberty, and died ! In arms the Austrian phalanx stood, A living wall, a human wood ! A wall, where every conscious stone Seemed to its kindred thousands grown ; A rampart all assaults to bear, Till time to dust their frames should wear ; A wood, like that...
Seite 102 - A MOTHER'S Love, — how sweet the name ! What t» a Mother's love ? — A noble, pure, and tender flame, Enkindled from above, To bless a heart of earthly mould ; The warmest love that can grow cold ; This is a Mother's Love.
Seite 210 - tis death to-morrow, And to-day the agony between : Then how longs the weary soul for thee, Bright and beautiful eternity ! ASPIRATIONS OF YOUTH. I Ire HER, higher will we climb Up the mount of glory, That our names may live through time In our country's story ; Happy, when her welfare calls, He who conquers, he who falls.
Seite 320 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible, Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Seite 253 - Point for assault was nowhere found ; Where'er the impatient Switzers gazed, The unbroken line of lances blazed ; That line 'twere suicide to meet, And perish at their tyrants
Seite 118 - One humble path, that never bends, Narrow, and rough, and steep, ascends From darkness into light. Is there a Guide to show that path ? The Bible: — He alone, who hath The Bible, need not stray : Yet he who hath, and will not give That heavenly Guide to all that live, Himself shall lose the way.
Seite 238 - ... only incurious, but too negligent ; and in his reception of suitors, and the necessary or casual addresses to his place, so quick and sharp and severe that there wanted not some men (strangers to his nature and disposition) who believed him proud and imperious, from which no mortal man was ever more free.