Wartime and Patriotic Selections for Recitation and ReadingShrewsbury Publishing Company, 1918 - Počet stran: 159 |
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Strana 31
... wild beast , I reckon- A cross between a snake An ' one o ' them boars with ' orns on their noses Out at Regent's Park Zoo . One night at the Red Lion , I was talkin ' about the time Nobby Clark got ' it out in front of our barbed wire ...
... wild beast , I reckon- A cross between a snake An ' one o ' them boars with ' orns on their noses Out at Regent's Park Zoo . One night at the Red Lion , I was talkin ' about the time Nobby Clark got ' it out in front of our barbed wire ...
Strana 39
... wild nerves quiet at last , and the vexed brain Cleared of the wingèd nightmares , and the breast Freed of the heavy dreams of hearts afar . We rose at last under the morning star . We rose , and greeted our brothers , and welcomed our ...
... wild nerves quiet at last , and the vexed brain Cleared of the wingèd nightmares , and the breast Freed of the heavy dreams of hearts afar . We rose at last under the morning star . We rose , and greeted our brothers , and welcomed our ...
Strana 60
... ( Wild torches flare , flags are unfurled ! ) Eastward over the sea . The silver chord is loosed , and youth Stands up - girt in the way of truth , Stands with the law of a man . Imperial fabrics bend and sway , Turn to dust and are ...
... ( Wild torches flare , flags are unfurled ! ) Eastward over the sea . The silver chord is loosed , and youth Stands up - girt in the way of truth , Stands with the law of a man . Imperial fabrics bend and sway , Turn to dust and are ...
Strana 74
... wild weather at sea ! -C . Fox SMITH . LANGEMARCK AT YPRES This is the ballad of Langemarck , A story of glory and might ; Of the vast Hun horde , and Canada's part In the great grim fight . It was April fair on the Flanders Fields ...
... wild weather at sea ! -C . Fox SMITH . LANGEMARCK AT YPRES This is the ballad of Langemarck , A story of glory and might ; Of the vast Hun horde , and Canada's part In the great grim fight . It was April fair on the Flanders Fields ...
Strana 75
... Till even the little dark men of the south , Who feared neither God nor man , Those fierce , wild fighters of Afric's steppes , Broke their battalions and ran : - Ran as they never had run before , Gasping , WARTIME SELECTIONS 75.
... Till even the little dark men of the south , Who feared neither God nor man , Those fierce , wild fighters of Afric's steppes , Broke their battalions and ran : - Ran as they never had run before , Gasping , WARTIME SELECTIONS 75.
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ALAN SEEGER AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR American armies arms banner battle bells blood Boche brave breath British burst CHORUS comes dared dark dead dear dreams dust dying England eyes fathers fear field fight had told flag flame Flanders foes France Freedom friends GEORGE STERLING glorious glory gray Grimsby Town guns hand hath hear heard and obeyed heart Heaven Highland laddie honor hope Jimmy Morgan JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE kiss knots of tape LAURENCE BINYON liberty light lives Lord luck Man's Land mighty morning nation never night old mouth-organ pain PATRIOTIC peace rendezvous with Death roar roll rose Sheath shell sing soldier Somebody's darling song soul stand star-spangled banner Star-spangled battle-flag stars storm strife sweet Sword tears thee things THOMAS BUCHANAN READ thou thought trenches wild WILFRID WILSON GIBSON wind
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Strana 124 - Peace, peace ! — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun ! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms. Our brethren are already in the field. Why stand we here idle ? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take ; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death ! Patrick Henry...
Strana 138 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England! and saint George ! [Exeunt.
Strana 130 - We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final restingplace of those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our power to add or detract.
Strana 91 - 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.
Strana 96 - 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.
Strana 25 - If I should die, think only this of me : That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England.
Strana 89 - 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, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream.
Strana 24 - It may be I shall pass him still. I have a rendezvous with Death On some scarred slope of battered hill, When Spring comes round again this year And the first meadow-flowers appear.
Strana 122 - What terms shall we find, which have not already been exhausted ? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves longer. Sir, we have done everything that could be done, to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before the throne and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the Ministry and Parliament. Our petitions...
Strana 131 - ... that the nation shall, under God, have a new birth of freedom, and that the government of the people, by the people, and for the people, shall not perish from the earth.