Greyslaer: A Romance of the Mohawk, 第 2 卷

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Harper, 1840 - 503页
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第23页 - Then, sweet the hour that brings release From danger and from toil; We talk the battle over, And share the battle's spoil. The woodland rings with laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top grieves, And slumber long and sweetly On beds of oaken leaves.
第14页 - Amid thy forest solitudes, he climbs O'er crags that proudly tower above the deep, And knows that sense of danger, which sublimes The breathless moment — when his daring step Is on the verge of the cliff, and he can hear < The low dash of the wave with startled ear, " Like the death music of his coming doom...
第113页 - We parted in sadness, but spoke not of parting ; We talk'd not of hopes that we both must resign ; I saw not her eyes, and but one tear-drop starting, Fell down on her hand as it trembled in mine : Each felt that the past we could never recover, Each felt that the future no hope could restore ; She shudder'd at wringing the heart of her lover, / dared not to say I must meet her no more.
第148页 - Herkimer, with his undisciplined array, was traversing, "sweeping toward the east in a semicircular form, and bearing a northern and southern direction. The bottom of this ravine was marshy, and the road crossed it by means of a causeway. The ground, thus partly enclosed by the ravine, was elevated and level. The ambuscade was laid upon the high ground west of the ravine.
第91页 - Glories Of human greatness are but pleasing dreams And shadows soon decaying: on the stage Of my mortality my youth hath acted , Some scenes of vanity, drawn out at length By varied pleasures...
第98页 - COUNTRY'S CALL. Raise the heart — raise the hand ; Swear ye for the glorious cause — Swear by Nature s holy laws, To defend your Father-land. By the glory ye inherit — By the name 'mid men ye bear — By your country's freedom, swear it— By the Eternal— this day swear ! Raise the heart — raise the hand ; Fling abroad the starry banner — Ever live our country's honour ; Ever bloom our native land. Raise the heart — raise the hand ; Let the earth and heaven hear...
第146页 - Slaughter amon^; the folks of the frontiers. Though thine be old, hereditary hate, Begot in wrongs, and nursed in blood, until It had become a madness, 'tis too late To crush the hordes who have the power, and will, To rob thee of thy hunting grounds, and fountains, And drive thee backward to the Rocky Mountains.
第91页 - Twill never be redeemed, if it be sown Amongst the people, fruitful to increase All evil they shall hear. Let me alone That I may cut off falsehood whilst it springs ! Set hills on hills betwixt me and the man That utters this, and I will scale them all, And from the utmost top fall on his neck, Like thunder from a cloud.
第34页 - Where the glooms of the wild tangled forest are centred, Where no beam of the sun or the sweet moon has entered, No blood-hound has roused up the deer with his bay. He has left the green valley for paths where the bison Roams through the prairies, or leaps o'er the flood; Where the snake in the swamp sucks the deadliest poison, And the cat of the mountains keeps watch for its food.
第61页 - The world's wide enough, there is room for us all ; Room enough in the greenwood, if not in the hall. Room, boys, room, by the light of the moon, For why shouldn't every man enjoy his own room?

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