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Página 330 - own. . O Cromwell, Cromwell! Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies. Cromwell. Good sir, have patience. Wolsey. So I have. Farewell The hopes of court: my hopes in heaven do dwell. \Exeunt]
Página 68 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home ! By angel hands to valor given ; Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us 1
Página 328 - does your grace ? Wolsey. Why, well: Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. The king has cured me, (I humbly thank his grace,) and from these shoulders, These
Página 300 - Then rose the choral hymn of praise, And trump and timbrel answered keen ; And Zion's daughters poured their lays, With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone ! Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own. 3. But present still, though now unseen,
Página 61 - was there ever such a knight, in friendship or in war, As our sovereign lord, King Henry, the soldier of Navarre I Ho ! maidens of Vienna ! Ho ! matrons of Lucerne ! • Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return.
Página 245 - 1. Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time. 8. Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er Life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. 9. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor
Página 176 - This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark! No ! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine, By Him recalled to breath, Who captive led captivity, Who robbed the grave of Victory, And took the sting from Death 1
Página 140 - 11. Why should this worthless tegument endure, If its undying guest be lost for ever ? O, let us keep the soul embalmed and pure In living virtue, that, when both must sever, Although corruption may our frame consume, The immortal spirit in the skies may bloom. ANALYSIS OF SELECTION XXIV. What kind of composition is this ? Show the difference
Página 284 - The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. 10. It was twelve by the village clock, When he crossed the bridge into Medford town. He heard the crowing of the cock, And the barking of the fanner's dog, And felt the damp of the