Kenneth, Or, The Rear-guard of the Grand Army

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Tauchnitz, 1860 - 327 pages

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Page 113 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Page 182 - One thing have I desired of the LORD, which I will require, even that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to behold the fair beauty of the LORD, and to visit his temple.
Page 213 - I'll sound no trumpet as I wont, Nor march by tuck of drum ; But hold my arms, like ensigns, up, Thy falsehood to deplore, And bitterly will sigh and weep, And never love thee more. I'll do with thee as Nero did When Rome was...
Page 235 - War is as frightful as heaven's pestilence. Yet it is good, is it heaven's will as that is. Is that a good war, which against the Emperor Thou wagest with the Emperor's own army ? O God of heaven ! what a change is this.
Page 182 - ONE thing have I desired of the Lord, which I will require; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the fair beauty erf the Lord, and to visit his temple.
Page 14 - Deliver me not over into the will of mine adversaries : for there are false witnesses risen up against me, and such as speak wrong.
Page 11 - We may look home, and seek in vain A fond, fraternal heart; But Christ hath given His promise plain To do a brother's part.
Page 314 - A maiden from a distant isle, where Faith is fresh of hue, — Where Memory tarries, to reprove our cold irreverent age, In churches set like stars around some saintly hermitage ; — Where old Devotion lingers beside the granite Cross, And pilgrims seek the healing well, far over moor and moss, — A noble-hearted maiden, from a believing shore, Is by, to see Christ's little ones Him crucified adore.
Page 147 - I am the rear-guard of the Grand Army. I have fired the last musket-shot on the bridge of Kowno. I have thrown the last of our arms into the Niemen, and came hither through the woods. I am Marshal Ney.
Page 78 - From clime to clime descend, from age to age ! Yet there, perhaps, may darker scenes obtrude Than Fancy fashions in her wildest mood ; There shall he pause with horrent brow, to rate What millions died — that Caesar might be great ! Or learn the fate that bleeding thousands bore...

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