The South in History and Literature: A Hand-book of Southern Authors, from the Settlement of Jamestown, 1607, to Living Writers |
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... minds of those at the North , but also those of England and other nations inclined to be friendly , and these views were prejudicing them . T. R. R. Cobb saw this and by letters to a Boston paper headed " An Honest Slaveholder to an ...
... minds of those at the North , but also those of England and other nations inclined to be friendly , and these views were prejudicing them . T. R. R. Cobb saw this and by letters to a Boston paper headed " An Honest Slaveholder to an ...
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... minds of the people had be- come so inflamed by the writings of such men as William Lloyd Garrison , Wendell Phillips , Charles Sumner and Henry Ward Beecher , not to say anything of Harriet Beecher Stowe , that nothing availed ...
... minds of the people had be- come so inflamed by the writings of such men as William Lloyd Garrison , Wendell Phillips , Charles Sumner and Henry Ward Beecher , not to say anything of Harriet Beecher Stowe , that nothing availed ...
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... mind of the South is inventive , but it has often failed to make use of and make practical this inventive genius . When the Constitution was to be drafted , whom do we find but Madison , another Virginian , foremost with Ham- ilton ...
... mind of the South is inventive , but it has often failed to make use of and make practical this inventive genius . When the Constitution was to be drafted , whom do we find but Madison , another Virginian , foremost with Ham- ilton ...
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... mind , but finding Newfoundland so bleak and so cold he supposed that he had misunderstood and it must have been Virginia that was meant , and so sailed for Virginia , and did find it all he desired . The Virginians , however , did not ...
... mind , but finding Newfoundland so bleak and so cold he supposed that he had misunderstood and it must have been Virginia that was meant , and so sailed for Virginia , and did find it all he desired . The Virginians , however , did not ...
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... mind , if one will read " Snow- bound , " by Whittier , and " Meh Lady , " by Thomas Nelson Page , he will better understand how it would have been im- possible for one to have written the other's story . A writer from the South would ...
... mind , if one will read " Snow- bound , " by Whittier , and " Meh Lady , " by Thomas Nelson Page , he will better understand how it would have been im- possible for one to have written the other's story . A writer from the South would ...
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Page 138 - Golden bells ! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells! Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight ! From the molten-golden notes, And all in tune, What a liquid ditty floats To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats On the moon!
Page 98 - 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?
Page 98 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave ; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Page 84 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided; and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves and the House?
Page 98 - Oh, say, can you see by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Page 207 - Their shivered swords are red with rust; Their plumed heads are bowed; Their haughty banner, trailed in dust, Is now their martial shroud. And plenteous funeral tears have washed The red stains from each brow, And the proud forms, by battle gashed, Are free from anguish now.
Page 58 - ... after their best barbarous manner they could, a long consultation was held, but the conclusion was, two great stones were brought before Powhatan: then as many as could...
Page 144 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Page 4 - The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping-ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Page 477 - Maryland! Arise in majesty again, Maryland, my Maryland! Come ! for thy shield is bright and strong, Maryland! Come! for thy dalliance does thee wrong, Maryland! Come to thine own heroic throng Stalking with Liberty along, And chant thy dauntless slogan-song, Maryland, my Maryland!