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All Quiet Along the Potomac: And Other Poems (Classic Reprint)
Ethel Lynn Beers
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angel ashine baby Big cabin birds BLACK SHEEP bless bloom blossom blue bobolink breast bright childish city car clover crown dark darling day-dawning dear door dream DREAMER'S TALE empty nest evermore eyes face fair fairy feet folded gate gathered glad songs glance glory glow gold golden gone Good-bye hair hand head heard heart idle John Gray JOHN'S WORT keep kerchief kiss knew laid Life's light lilies look lullaby song midnight MISTLETOE morning mother neath never night NORTH CONWAY o'er OCEAN GROVE pale patient poor pray prayer robe roses round shadow shining shone shore sigh silent silver sing sleep smile snow soft softly solemn song sorrow soul stars story strange summer sunshine SVALA sweet tears tell tender thee There's to-day tree waiting walk watch weary whisper wind wings wonder word
Page 13 - All quiet along the Potomac" they say, Except now and then a stray picket Is shot, as he walks on his beat, to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket.
Page 16 - Pears like she was watching Massa, If Pompey should beside him stay ; Mebbe she'd remember better How for him she used to pray ; Telling him that way up yonder White as snow, his soul would be, If he served the Lord of heaven While he lived in Tennessee.
Page 82 - Tell me again what Robert said !" And then I, listening, bent my head, " This is his letter : ' I will give A house and land while you shall live, If, in return, from out your seven, One child to me for aye is given.
Page 83 - We'll choose among them as they lie Asleep;" so, walking hand in hand, Dear John and I surveyed our band, — First to the cradle lightly stepped, Where Lilian the baby slept.
Page 13 - Except now and then a stray picket Is shot, as he walks on his beat to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket. 'Tis nothing — a private or two now and then Will not count in the news of the battle ; Not an officer lost — only one of the men, Moaning out, all alone, the death-rattle." All quiet along the Potomac to-night, Where the soldiers lie peacefully dreaming; Their tents in the rays of the clear autumn moon.
Page 261 - Almighty God, with whom do live the spirits of those who depart hence in the Lord, and with whom the souls of the faithful, after they are delivered from the burden of the flesh, are in joy and felicity ; we give thee hearty thanks for the good examples of all those thy servants, who, having finished their course in faith, do now rest from their labours.
Page 17 - Mid the veteran's silver hair ; Still the bondman close beside him Stands behind the old arm-chair. With his dark-hued hand uplifted, Shading eyes, he bends to see Where the woodland, boldly jutting, Turns aside the Tennessee. Thus he watches cloud-born shadows Glide from tree to mountain crest, Softly creeping, aye and ever To the river's yielding breast. Ha ! above the foliage yonder Something flutters wild and free ! " Massa ! Massa ! Hallelujah ! The flag 's come back to Tennessee...
Page 14 - Leaped up to his lips — when low-murmured vows Were pledged to be ever unbroken. Then drawing his sleeve roughly over his eyes. He dashes off tears that are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree, The footstep is lagging and weary ; Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so...
Page 82 - WHICH shall it be ? Which shall it be ? " I looked at John — John looked at me (Dear, patient John, who loves me yet As well as though my locks were jet) ; And when I found that I must speak, My voice seemed strangely low and weak. " Tell me again what Robert said, " And then I, listening, bent my head.