The Approved Selections for Supplementary Reading and Memorizing in the Schools of New York, Philadelphia, Chicago, New Orleans, and Other Cities ...

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Hinds, Noble & Eldredge, 1908 - American poetry
 

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Page 54 - BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on.
Page 56 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home! A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which seek through the world is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home! home! sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home!
Page 50 - Mudway-aushka!" said the water. Saw the fire-fly, Wah-wah-taysee, Flitting through the dusk of evening, With the twinkle of its candle Lighting up the brakes and bushes, And he sang the song of children, Sang the song Nokomis taught him: "Wah-wah-taysee, little fire-fly, Little, flitting, white-fire insect, Little, dancing, white-fire creature, Light me with your little candle, Ere upon my bed I lay me, Ere in sleep I close my eyelids!
Page 58 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Page 55 - I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel: " As ye deal with My contemners so with you My grace shall deal: " Let the hero born of woman crush the serpent with his heel! Since God is marching on.
Page 47 - Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine,— But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream.
Page 58 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave ; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Page 59 - Praise the power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto— "IN GOD IS OUR TRUST...
Page 53 - tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims ' pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring!
Page 62 - When Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there!

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