John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Julia Ward Howe. (1819–1910) (continued) |
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| In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me; As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free. |
| Battle Hymn of the Republic. |
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| Weave no more silks, ye Lyons looms, To deck our girls for gay delights! The crimson flower of battle blooms, And solemn marches fill the nights. |
| Our Orders. |
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| The flag of our stately battles, not struggles of wrath and greed, Its stripes were a holy lesson, its spangles a deathless creed: ’T was red with the blood of freemen and white with the fear of the foe; And the stars that fight in their courses ’gainst tyrants its symbols know. |
| The Flag. |
| Alice Cary. (1820–1871) |
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| My soul is full of whispered song,— My blindness is my sight; The shadows that I feared so long Are full of life and light. |
| Dying Hymn. |
| Henry Howard Brownell. (1820–1872) |
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| Up the River of Death Sailed the Great Admiral! |
| The River Fight. |
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| You might have deemed our long gun-deck Two hundred feet of hell. 1 |
| The River Fight. |
| Note 1. Remark attributed to General William Tecumseh Sherman (1820–1891): War is hell. Henry van Dyke: On the St. Gaudens Statue of Sherman:— This is the soldier brave enough to tell The glory-dazzled world that “war is hell.” [back] |