Historic Poems and Ballads (Google eBook)

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George W. Jacobs, 1912 - American poetry - 297 pages
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Page 212 - Lord Byron There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again,
Page 134 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran: There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar
Page 234 - THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE By Alfred, Lord Tennyson Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred. Forward, the Light Brigade ! Charge for the guns, he said. Into the valley of death Forward, the Light Brigade ! Was there a man dismay'd ? Not though the
Page 12 - the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail; And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! II
Page 26 - Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, With all the speed ye may; I, with two more to help me, Will hold the foe in play. In yon strait path a thousand May well be stopped by three. Now who will stand on either hand, And keep the bridge with me ? " XXIX Then out spake Spurius Lartius;
Page 35 - Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To Sextus nought spake he; But he saw on Palatinus The white porch of his home; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. LVIII "O Tiber! Father Tiber
Page 200 - made and preserved us a nation I Then conquer we must, for our cause it is just, And this be our motto :" In God is our trust! " And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the
Page 35 - No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes in dumb surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry, And even the ranks of Tuscany Could scarce forbear to cheer.
Page 196 - AN INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP By Robert Browning You know we French stormed Ratisbon : A mile or so away, On a little mound, Napoleon Stood on our storming-day; With neck out-thrust, you fancy how, Legs wide, amis locked behind, As if to balance the prone brow, Oppressive with its mind.
Page 197 - Soared up again like fire. The chief's eye flashed ; but presently Softened itself, as sheathes A film the mother eagle's eye When her bruised eaglet breathes; " You're wounded ! " " Nay," his soldier's pride Touched to the quick, he said : " I'm killed, sire ! " And, his chief beside, Smiling, the boy fell dead.

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