Some After Dinner Speeches

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Yorston, 1908 - After-dinner speeches - 513 pages
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Page 228 - Oh, say, can you see by the dawn's early light. What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight. O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Page 46 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Page 426 - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
Page 374 - He who makes two blades of grass to grow where only one grew before is a benefactor of the race.
Page 258 - There is a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them as we will.
Page 42 - — but he grows older as he sings. He may read of the elixir of youth, but he cannot find it ; he may sigh for the secrets of that alchemy which is able to make him young again, but sighing brings it not. He may gaze backward with an eye of longing upon the rosy...
Page 314 - ... realization another did not belong solely to the old education. It was inwrought into the life of the past. It belonged especially to theology, from which it spread to other departments of life. "This world is but a fleeting show for man's illusion given Its smiles of joy, its tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, There's nothing true but Heaven.
Page 146 - O'n the brow of care. The two varieties of this formula, rhyming alternately, constitute the following stanza : — Fm the bumper fair; E'very drop we sprinkle, O'n the brow of care, Sages can, they say, Seize the lightning's pinion, A'nd bring down its ray From the starr'd dominion.
Page 505 - A cup to the dead already — Hurrah for the next that dies! Who dreads to the dust returning ? Who shrinks from the sable shore, Where the high and haughty yearning Of the soul shall sing no more? Ho! stand to your glasses steady! This world is a world of lies; A cup to the dead already — Hurrah for the next that dies!
Page 71 - ... conscientiousness. She had evidently a stern duty to perform for the cause of Art. But in the Sistine Chapel the stillness was broken by her voice which had a note of triumph as she spoke to her daughter. She had discovered an error in Baedeker. It infused new life into her tired soul. " Some flowerets of Eden we still inherit Though the trail of the serpent is over them all.

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