 | American periodicals - 1897 - 918 pages
...and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget— lest we forget! Far-called our navies melt away — On dune and headland sinks...Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe — Such boasting... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - Electronic journals - 1897 - 876 pages
...us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget. The only false note is in the third stanza — Far-called our navies melt away, On dune and headland sinks the...our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre ! To compare a festival with a nation is fantastic, and spoils the simplicity of the poem. It looks... | |
 | Education - 1922 - 694 pages
...humble and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! Far called our navies melt away — On dune and headland...fire — Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Ninevah and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! For heathen... | |
 | New England - 1899 - 870 pages
...a contrite heart. Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! "Far-called our navies melt away, On dune and headland sinks the fire; — Lo, all the pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget... | |
 | Education - 1903 - 614 pages
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 | American literature - 1898 - 502 pages
...appropriateness is there in the above lines when applied to our recent victories on land and sea. And again " Far called our navies melt away — On dune and headland sinks the fire." ***** And continuing ***** " For frantic boast or foolish word, Thy mercy on Thy People Lord." —... | |
 | Education - 1912 - 810 pages
...a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet. Lest we forget — lest we forget ! Far-called our navies melt away — On dune and headland sinks...Nations, spare us yet. Lest we forget — lest we forget ! If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in aweSuch boasting... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1892 - 290 pages
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Far-called, our navies melt away, On dune and headland sinks the fire; Lo all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre. 
