Songs of War and PeaceLee and Shepard, 1899 - 146 páginas |
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afar ain't anthem beneath Brahm breeze Bronk Chris'mus clan classics deep Dewey's guns dragons dreams eternal eyes Fame fear fight fire fit to eat flowing savage friendly galoot git a present glad grew grow guess Hear my song Hear ye heart heathen kids hills hose hullabaloo idea infidel jined the Mission Jock little back star loud loves meadows meadowy land meads metaphysician mighty Mission Band mountain night Number ocean peace pertater picture plastic planet PLUVIUS roar SAM WALTER FOSS Says the Spirit shuttlecock silence sing skies song of Dewey's soul Spirit of To-day stand strife strong stuff tell There's things thou thought thunder tides Todlum tree Uncle Sam W'en WALT WHITMAN warm both hands warn't whirled wide winds wintry woodland glen word Wordless Voice ye the song yeast of evolution
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Página 97 - A tree is one of nature's words, a word of peace to man, A word that tells of central strength from whence all things began, A word to preach tranquillity to all our restless clan. Ah, bare must be the shadeless ways, and bleak the path must be, Of him who, having open eyes, has never learned to see, And so has never learned to love the beauty of a tree.
Página 98 - mid what noise his winding way may be, Still keeps a heart that holds a nook of calm serenity, And an inviolate virgin soul that still can love a tree. Who loves a tree he loves the life that springs in star and clod, He loves the love that gilds the clouds, and greens the April sod ; He lovea the Wide Beneficence. His soul takes hold on God.
Página 65 - IN a little house keep I pictures suspended, it is not a fix'd house, It is round, it is only a few inches from one side to the other ; Yet behold, it has room for all the shows of the world, all memories ! Here the tableaus of life, and here the groupings of death ; Here, do you know this?
Página 6 - In this climax of the years Make no machine of man. Your harnessed rivers panting are as lyrics in my ears, And your jockeyed lightnings clattering are as music of the spheres, But 'tis well that you remember, in this climax of the years, — Make no machine of man.
Página 2 - When I speak, the centuried towers of old cities melt in smoke, And the fortressed ports sink reeling at my far-aimed thunder-stroke ; And an immemorial empire flings its last flag to the breeze, Sinking with its splintered navies down in the unpitying seas. But the blind of sight awaken to an unimagined day, And the mean of soul grow conscious there is greatness in their clay ; Where my bugle voice goes pealing slaves grow heroes at its breath, And the trembling coward rushes to the welcome arms...
Página 115 - The hand that held the sceptre once of all the great world seas, And paved the march with dead men's bones 'neath all the circling suns, Grew faint with deadly fear when that thunder song grew near, For the dirge of Spain was sounded by the song of Dewey's guns! There is music in a cannon, yet, for all...
Página 115 - And paved the march with dead men's bones 'neath all the circling suns, Grew faint with deadly fear when that thunder song grew near, For the dirge of Spain was sounded by the song of Dewey's guns ! There is music in a cannon, yet, for all Sons of Peace — Yes, the porthole's belching anthem is soft music to her sons When the iron thunder song sings the death of ancient wrong— And a dying wrong was chanted by the song of Dewey's guns. SAM WALTER Foss.
Página 5 - Says the Spirit of All Time to the Spirit of To-day, "Haste and let your work go on." " But," says the Spirit of All Time to the Spirit of To-day, "Tell us, how about your men? Shall they, like live automatons, still drudge their lives away, When the rivers, tides, and lightnings join to help them on their way?
Página 135 - For many years I was self-appointed inspector of snow-storms and rain-storms, and did my duty faithfully; surveyor, if not of highways, then of forest paths and all across-lot routes, — keeping them open, and ravines bridged and passable at all seasons, where the public heel had testified to their utility.