 | One of 'em - 1855 - 330 páginas
...life — O remember, life can be No charm for him who lives not free ! NEW ENGLAND. BY JO PERCTVAL. HAIL to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast...brightest bed, A fearless host : No slave is here ; our unchain'd feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. Our fathers cross'd the ocean's wave To... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 páginas
...fearless pinion, On thy starry road, None, to fame's supreme dominion, Mightier ever trode. NEW ENGLAND. HAIL to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast;...on Glory's brightest bed, A fearless host: No slave ia here; our unchain'd feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. Our fathers cross'd the ocean's... | |
 | Salem Town - 1855 - 492 páginas
...tread, Our fondest boast; The sepulcher of mighty dead, The truest hearts that ever bled, Who sleep in glory's brightest bed, A fearless host: No slave is...feet Walk freely, as the waves that beat Our coast. * 2. Our fathers crossed the ocean's wave To seek this shore ; They left behind the coward slave, To... | |
 | Andrew Manship - 1856 - 430 páginas
...the highest respect for America, and American institutions, or for the The effect of Zion's songs. " Truest hearts that ever bled, Who sleep on glory's brightest bed, A fearless host," yet, let him hear the " Star Spangled Banner" sung, or the name of the immortal Washington, the father... | |
 | 1857 - 596 páginas
...fervid with patriotism and instinct, with the inspiration of Freedom : " Hail to the land on which ire tread Our fondest boast ' The sepulchre of mighty...Who sleep on glory's brightest bed, A fearless host ! Ho slave breathes here ; our unchained feet Are freer than the wares that beat Our coast. " There... | |
 | Salem Town - 1857 - 524 páginas
...tread, Our fondest boast ; The sepulcher of mighty dead, The truest hearts that ever bled, Who sleep in glory's brightest bed, A fearless host : No slave...feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. 2. Our fathers crossed the ocean's wave To seek this shore ; They left behind the coward slave To welter... | |
 | Charles William Everest - 1860 - 484 páginas
...lake, and sea, With an eye that fires, and a spell that charms, I guide them to victory." NEW ENGLAND. Hail to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast...seek this shore ; They left behind the coward slave .^xx^^rf•x*•v^•*-••«^•'•'vv•v^^vv>^•VN^•^^•••w-»xvxvvv^v• To welter in... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 páginas
...— NEW ENGLAND. PERCIVAL. 1. HAIL to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast ! The sepulchrei of mighty dead, The truest hearts that ever bled,...feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. 2. Our fathers crossed the ocean's wave To seek this shore : They left behind the coward slave To welter2... | |
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Hail to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast; The sepulchre of mighty dead, The truest hearts that ever bled, Who sleep on Glory's brightest bed, A fearless host : No slave is here; our unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. 
