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On a lone barren isle, where the wild roaring billows
Assail the stern rock, and the loud tempests rave, The hero lies still, while the dew-drooping willows,
Like fond weeping mourners, lean over his grave. The lightnings may flash and the loud thunders rattle;
He heeds not, he hears not, he's free from all pain; He sleeps his last sleep, he has fought his last battle; No sound can awake him to glory again!
The Grave of Bonaparte. Yet spirit immortal, the tomb cannot bind thee,
But like thine own eagle that soars to the sun Thou springest from bondage and leavest behind thee
A name which before thee no mortal hath won. Tho' nations may combat, and war's thunders rattle,
No more on thy steed wilt thou sweep o'er the plain: Thou sleep'st thy last sleep, thou hast fought thy last
battle, No sound can awake thee to glory again.
BAYARD TAYLOR. 1825-1878.
Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
Forgot was Britain's glory;
The Song of the Camp.
1 This song was composed and set to music, about 1842, by Leonard Heath. of Nashua, who died a few years ago.
BELA CHAPIN: The Poets of New Hampshire, 1883, p. 760.
DINAH M. MULOCK. 1826
Two hands upon the breast,
And labour's done; 1
The race is won. Now and Afterwards.
ALEXANDER SMITH. 1830-1867.
Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire.
A Life Drama. Sc. Il
Comes down in slanting lines,
A poem round and perfect as a star.
H. F. CHORLEY. 1831-1872.
A song to the oak, the brave old oak,
The Brave Old Oak.
Then here's to the oak, the brave old oak,
Who stands in his pride alone !
tree When a hundred years are gone!
1 Two hands upon the breast, and labour is past. - Russian Proverb.
ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN. 1832
Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight!
Rock me to sleep
BISHOP HENRY C. POTTER. 1835-
We have exchanged the Washingtonian dignity for the Jeffersonian simplicity, which was in truth only another name for the Jacksonian vulgarity.'
Address at the Washington Centennial Serrice in
St. Paul's Chapel, New York, April 30, 1889. If there be no nobility of descent, all the more indispensable is it that there should be nobility of ascent, a character in them that bear rule so fine and high and pure that as men come within the circle of its influence they involuntarily pay homage to that which is the one preeminent distinction, the royalty of virtue. Ibid.
FRANCIS M. FINCH.
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;
The Blue and the Gray
1 This poem first appeared in the Atlantic Monthly."
After an existence of nearly twenty years of almost innocuous desuetude these laws are brought forth.
Message, March 1, 1886. It is a condition which confronts us — not a theory."
Annual Message, 1887. I have considered the pension list of the republic a roll of honor.
Veto of Dependent Pension Bill, July 5, 1888. Party honesty is party expediency.
Interview in New York Commercial Advertiser, Sept. 19, 1889.
FRANCIS BRET HARTE. 1839-.
Which I wish to remark,
And my language is plain, -
that are dark And for tricks that are vain, The heathen Chinee is peculiar.
Plain Language from Truthful James. Ah Sin was his name.
It may well wait a century for a reader, as God has waited six thousand years for an observer.
JOHN KEPLER (1571-1630). Martyrs of Science (Brewster). P. 197.
Needle in a bottle of hay.
FIELD (-_-1641): A Woman's a Weathercock. (Reprint, 1612, p. 20.)
He is a fool who thinks by force or skill
SAMUEL TUKE(-1673): Adventures of Five Hours. Act v. Sc. 3.
Laugh and be fat.
Joux TAYLOR (1580 ? -1684). Title of a Tract, 1615.
Diamond cut diamond.
John FORD (1586-1639): The Lover's Melancholy. Act i. Sc. 1.
A liberty to that only which is good, just, and honest.
John WINTHROP (1588-1649): Life and Letters. Vol. ii. p. 341.
I preached as never sure to preach again,
RICHARD BAXTER (1615-1691): Love breathing Thanks and Praise
Though this may be play to you, 'Tis death to us.
Roger L'ESTRANGE (1616-1704): Fables from Several Authors
And there's a lust in man no charm can tame
STEPHEN Harvey (circa 1627): Juvenal, Satire is
May I govern my passion with absolute sway,
Walter POPE (1630-1714): The Old Man's Wish.