 | Sandra Silberstein - English language - 2004 - 430 pages
...divine sponsorship, that God is on our side. Recall the opening stanza: Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord, He is trampling out the...vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored, He hath loos'd the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword, His truth is marching on. In diis hymn, the... | |
 | C. W. E. Bigsby - Drama - 2004 - 274 pages
...without its ironic historical and cultural resonances. The original reads, "Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; / He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored." Near the beginning of the American Civil War, in 1861, Julia Ward... | |
 | Timothy Rasinski, Lorraine Griffith - Education - 2005 - 112 pages
...where e'er you go, You will always know That the caissons go rolling along. The Battle Hymn of the Republic By Julia Ward Howe Mine eyes have seen the...the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored, He has loosed the fateful lightening of His terrible swift sword His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory!... | |
 | Richard Jackson - Political Science - 2005 - 244 pages
...Republic'. The opening stanza potently underlines Bush's central message: Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord. He is trampling out the...vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored. He hath loos'd the fateful lightening of His terrible swift sword. His truth is marching on. In a sense. Bush... | |
 | David Edwin Harrell, Edwin S. Gaustad, John B. Boles, Sally Foreman Griffith - History - 2005 - 860 pages
...hymn, "The Battle Hymn of the Republic," written in the fall of 1861: Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He has loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on. Many Union... | |
 | Anna Goodwill - 2005 - 512 pages
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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fatal lightning of His terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on. 
