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ADAMS AND JEFFERSON ancient fishermen angel arms beacon light billows Blow boatman pale bosom breakers brine bugle Cannon in front Cannon to left Cannon to right church bell cold and pale Death Rode dedicate deep drifted dying earth echo rolls echoes,—dying ELOCUTION eyes face FALLING SLIDE father forever further side gale gleam grains of corn guns Half a league hear heart heavens Hesperus Honor jaws of Death L. A. BUTTERFIELD light A trembling Light Brigade little Mabel live Looks mast mouth of Hell Never watch night Norman's Woe pane pity pray reading or speaking reef of Norman's river Rode the Six sail Sandalphon set the wild ship shoals shore shot and shell Six Hundred skipper SLIDES OR INFLECTIONS snow snowy soul sound storm tempest Tennyson Thou comest three grains timid Mabel valley of Death VOCALS voice Volleyed and thundered wave wild echoes flying wind world wondered wreck
Page 17 - Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast, The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length.
Page 20 - 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 Rode the six hundred.
Page 16 - Last night, the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see! " The skipper, he blew a whiff from his pipe. And a scornful laugh laughed he.
Page 16 - Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May.
Page 21 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd. Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Page 17 - But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be ; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave On the Lake of Galilee.
Page 20 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die.
Page 7 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers! Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone: who can be a companion of thy course!
Page 18 - The salt sea was frozen on her breast, The salt tears in her eyes; And he saw her hair, like the brown sea-weed, On the billows fall and rise. Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow! Christ save us all from a death like this On the reef of Norman's Woe!