The Perfect Tribute

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C. Scribner's sons, 1908 - 66 頁
Story dealing with Lincoln's Gettysburg speech.
 

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第 26 頁 - I should be glad if I could flatter myself that I came as near to the central idea of the occasion, in two hours, as you did in two minutes.
第 37 頁 - I'm Warrington Blair. The Hampton Court Blairs, you know." "Oh!" said the President. The lad went on. "It would have been all right if Nellie hadn't left Washington to-day — my sister, Miss Eleanor Hampton Blair. Carter was better this morning, and so she went with the Senator. She's secretary to Senator Warrington, you know. He's on the Yankee side " — the tone was full of contempt — • "but yet he's our cousin, and when he offered Nellie...
第 55 頁 - ... was as if the whole audience held its breath — there was not a hand lifted to applaud. One might as well applaud the Lord's Prayer — it would have been sacrilege. And they all felt it — down to the lowest. There was a long minute of reverent silence, no sound from all that great throng — it seems to me, an enemy, that it was the most perfect tribute that has ever been paid by any people to any orator.
第 22 頁 - It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us: that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to...
第 13 頁 - There were wounded soldiers there who had beaten their way four months ago through a singing fire across these quiet fields, who had seen the men die who w:ere buried here; there were troops grave and responsible, who must soon go again into battle; there were the rank and file of an every-day American gathering in surging thousands; and above them all, on the open-air platform, there were the leaders of the land, the pilots who to-day lifted a hand from the wheel of the ship of state to salute the...
第 56 頁 - It is not merely my opinion," he went on. "Warrington says the whole country is ringing with it. And you haven't read it ? And your name's Lincoln? Warry, boy, where's the paper Nellie left ? I'll read the speech to Mr. Lincoln myself." The boy had sprung to his feet and across the room, and had lifted a folded newspaper from the table. "Let me read it, Carter — it might tire you.
第 9 頁 - capacity for taking infinite pains" which has been defined as genius, he laboied as the hours flew, building together close-fitted word on word, sentence on sentence. As the sculptor must dream the statue prisoned in the marble, as the artist must dream the picture to come from the brilliant unmeaning of his palette, as the musician dreams a song, so he who writes must have a vision of his finished work before he touches, to begin it...
第 17 頁 - ... citizens acclaim a man worthy of honor whom they have delighted to honor. At last, as the ex-Governor of Massachusetts, the ex-ambassador to England, the ex-Secretary of State, the ex-Senator of the United States — handsome, distinguished, graceful, sure of voice and of movement — took his seat, a tall, gaunt figure detached itself from the group on the platform and slouched slowly across the open space and stood facing the audience. A stir and a whisper brushed over the field of humanity,...
第 1 頁 - N the morning of November 18, 1863, a special train drew out from Washington, carrying a distinguished company. The presence with them of the Marine Band from the Navy Yard spoke a public occasion to come, and among the travellers there were those who might be gathered only for an occasion of importance. There were judges of the Supreme Court of the United States; there •were heads of departments; the generaL-inchief of the army and his staff; members of the cabinet. In their midst, as they stood...

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