Werner's Readings and Recitations: All occasions (c1923)

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Էջ 21 - Take up the White Man's burden — And reap his old reward: The blame of those ye better, The hate of those ye guard — The cry of hosts ye humor (Ah, slowly!) toward the light: — "Why brought ye us from bondage, Our loved Egyptian night?
Էջ 35 - Where may the wearied eye repose When gazing on the great; Where neither guilty glory glows, Nor despicable state ? Yes — one — the first — the last — the best— The Cincinnatus of the West, Whom envy dared not hate, Bequeathed the name of Washington, To make man blush there was but One !
Էջ 17 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come away ! ' What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death...
Էջ 16 - ... friends and foes. Ambition ? If I had listened to its soft and seducing whispers ; if I had yielded myself to the dictates of a cold, calculating and prudential policy, I would have stood still and unmoved. I might even have silently gazed on the raging storm, enjoyed its loudest thunders, and left those who are charged with the care of the vessel of state to conduct it as they could.
Էջ 49 - Stop at a Palace near the Reggio-gate, Dwelt in of old by one of the ORSINI. Its noble gardens, terrace above terrace, And rich in fountains, statues, cypresses, Will long detain thee ; thro...
Էջ 17 - And the night-rack came rolling up ragged and brown. But men must work, and women must weep, Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbour bar be moaning.
Էջ 17 - THREE fishers went sailing out into the West, Out into the West as the sun went down ; Each thought on the woman who loved him the best, And the children stood watching them out of the town; For men must work, and women must weep, And there 's little to earn, and many to keep, Though the harbour bar be moaning.
Էջ 17 - Methinks I see it now, that one solitary, adventurous vessel, the Mayflower of a forlorn hope, freighted with the prospects of a future state, and bound across the unknown sea.
Էջ 35 - STAND ! the ground's your own, my braves ! Will ye give it up to slaves ? Will ye look for greener graves ? Hope ye mercy still ? What's the mercy despots feel ! Hear it in that battle peal ! Read it on yon bristling steel ! Ask it — ye who will.
Էջ 17 - Yes, I have ambition ; but it is the ambition of being the humble instrument, in the hands of Providence, to reconcile a divided people ; once more to revive concord and harmony in a distracted land, — the pleasing ambition of contemplating the glorious spectacle of a free, united, prosperous, and fraternal people.

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