Blue Blood, Or White May and Black JuneH.L. Shepard, 1877 - 822 páginas |
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Página 722 - Its foundations are laid, its corner-stone rests, upon the great truth. that the negro is not equal to the white man; that slavery, subordination to the superior race, is his natural and normal condition.
Página 385 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Página 391 - 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. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Página 85 - Set honour in one eye, and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently ; For, let the gods so speed me, as I love The name of honour more than I fear death.
Página 792 - ALL houses wherein men have lived and died Are haunted houses. Through the open doors The harmless phantoms on their errands glide, With feet that make no sound upon the floors. We meet them at the doorway, on the stair, Along the passages they come and go, Impalpable impressions on the air, A sense of something moving to and fro.
Página 69 - ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ? And did my Sovereign die ? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I...
Página 165 - State will thenceforth hold themselves absolved from all further obligation to maintain or preserve their political connection with the people of the other States, and -will forthwith proceed to organize a separate government, and do all other acts and things which sovereign and independent States may of right do...
Página 328 - Is this the land our fathers loved, The freedom which they toiled to win ? Is this the soil whereon they moved ? Are these the graves they slumber in ? Are we the sons by whom are borne The mantles which the dead have worn ? And shall we crouch above these graves, With craven soul and fettered lip ? Yoke in with marked and branded slaves, And tremble at the driver's whip ? Bend to the earth our pliant knees, And speak — but as our masters please ? Shall outraged Nature cease to feel ? Shall Mercy's...
Página 214 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Página 28 - BLOW ye the trumpet, — blow ! — The gladly solemn sound ; — ' Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, — The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners ! home.