Our Admiral's Flag Abroad: The Cruise of Admiral D.G. Farragut, Commanding the European Squadron in 1867-68, in the Flag-ship Franklin

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G.P. Putnam & Son, 1869 - Europe - 464 pages
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Page 300 - No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth...
Page 338 - And there was mounting in hot haste ; the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Page 172 - The sunken glen, whose sunless shrubs must weep, The tender azure of the unruffled deep, The orange tints that gild the greenest bough, The torrents that from cliff to valley leap, The vine on high, the willow branch below, Mix'd in one mighty scene, with varied beauty glow.
Page 342 - Above me are the Alps, * // The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls O? cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Page 255 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!
Page 309 - Ho ! Brother, I'ma Britisher, A chip of heart of oak That wouldn't warp or swerve or stir From what I thought or spoke, — And you — a blunt and honest man, Straightforward, kind, and true, I tell you, Brother Jonathan, That you're a Briton too. I know your heart, an...
Page 212 - ... guest, making the scene of excitement within as pleasant as that without was tumultuous. " On the following morning, enthusiasm arose with the sun, once more took firm possession of the street fronting the headquarters of the Admiral, and there kept anxious watch. I am confident that, had there been an election that day for Governor of the Balearic Islands, or for King of Spain itself, the Admiral would have been chosen without opposition. " At an early hour, accompanied by his entire suite,...
Page 309 - The good old strains your heartstrings thrill, And catch you by both ears ; And we, — Oh hate us if you can, for we are proud of you, We like you, Brother Jonathan, And
Page 310 - I calculate. What more ? I touch not holier strings A loftier strain to win, Nor glance at prophets, priests, and kings, Or heavenly kith or kin; As friend with friend, and man with man, O let our hearts be thus, As David's love to Jonathan, Be Jonathan's to us.
Page 415 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!

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