The Spirit Of Freedom Is Born Of The Mountains. (Alfred Castner King Poems)
The spirit of freedom is born of the mountains,In gorge and in canon it hovers and dwells;Pervading the torrents and ...
The spirit of freedom is born of the mountains,In gorge and in canon it hovers and dwells;Pervading the torrents and ...
1 You said 'The world is going back to Paganism'. Oh bright Vision! I saw our dynasty in the bar ...
et plus profonde, ou l'interet et l'avarice parlent moins haut que la raison, dans les instants de chagrin domestique, de ...
Tune -- ANACREON IN HEAVEN O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hail'd ...
1899 Now, this is the cup the White Men drink When they go to right a wrong, And that is ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat- Found the ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
Is this the land our fathers loved, The freedom which they toiled to win? Is this the soil whereon they ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
YOU just maturing youth! You male or female! Remember the organic compact of These States, Remember the pledge of the ...
Written at the Request of the Mantuans for the Nineteenth Centenary of Virgil's Death Roman Virgil, thou that singest Ilion's ...
You ask me, why, tho' ill at ease, Within this region I subsist, Whose spirits falter in the mist, And ...
Roman Virgil, thou that singest Ilion's lofty temples robed in fire, Ilion falling, Rome arising, wars, and filial faith, and ...
Art thou indeed among these, Thou of the tyrannous crew, The kingdoms fed upon blood, O queen from of old ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
She comes, she comes--the burden of the deeps! Beneath her wails the universal sea! With clanking chains and a new ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
Out of the wood my White Knight came: His eyes were bright with a bitter flame, As I clung to ...
After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the ...
When Yankee soldiers reach the barricade Then Joan of Arc gives each the accolade. For she is there in armor ...
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