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Palavras e frases frequentes
Arise arms bear beneath blood born brave cause coming crown dare dark dead dear death deep dream earth England eyes face fair faith fall fame fathers fear feet field fire foes Freedom friends give glorious glory gold gone grave Green grow hand happy hear heard heart heaven heroes hills hold hope hour human kings land laws leave Liberty light live look Lord man's marching million mind morn Mother mountains never night o'er once passed peace poet poor rich rise round shame shore slaves sleep smile song sons soul sound spirit stand strong sword tears tell thee things thou thought toil true truth turn tyrant voice waves wear wind wrong young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 194 - They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen and the weak; They are slaves who will not choose Hatred, scoffing, and abuse, Rather than in silence shrink From the truth they needs must think; They are slaves who dare not be In the right with two or three.
Página 41 - Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations — all were his! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set, where were they?
Página 4 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Página 201 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side...
Página 39 - And thy sad floor an altar, — for 't was trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Página 42 - Trust not for freedom to the Franks — They have a king who buys and sells : In native swords and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells ; But Turkish force and Latin fraud Would break your shield, however broad. !$•' Fill high the bowl with Samian wine ! Our virgins dance beneath the shade...
Página 43 - Yet, Freedom ! yet thy banner, torn, but flying, Streams like the thunder-storm against the wind; Thy trumpet voice, though broken now and dying. The loudest still the tempest leaves behind...
Página 5 - Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Página 41 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse ; Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires'
Página 19 - When France in wrath her giant-limbs upreared, And with that oath, which smote air, earth, and sea, Stamped her strong foot and said she would be free, Bear witness for me, how I hoped and feared!
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | Songs of Freedom Canterbury poets The Canterbury poets. Ed. by W. Sharp |
| Editor | Henry S. Salt |
| Editora | W. Scott, 1893 |
| Original de | a Biblioteca Pública de Nova Iorque |
| Digitalizado | 27 Nov 2006 |
| Número de páginas | 345 páginas |
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