This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 Excerpt: ... goal. Sberman-iporter jHEY fall, they fall! The honored chiefs throughout our land, Beloved most of patriot band. 'Twas well, when earth and time were young, That deeds of gods, not men, were sung, In every land by mortal tongue; But now we deem it wise that men Our heroes sing with tongue or pen. Then honored dead ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 Excerpt: ... goal. Sberman-iporter jHEY fall, they fall! The honored chiefs throughout our land, Beloved most of patriot band. 'Twas well, when earth and time were young, That deeds of gods, not men, were sung, In every land by mortal tongue; But now we deem it wise that men Our heroes sing with tongue or pen. Then honored dead again shall speak, And o'er our land shall grandly say: "Awake, 0 freemen! Quickly seek Some younger hand to guide thy way." 'Tis well, tis well!--thus goes the world; As Death's grim shafts are ruthless hurled, Some star must fall from heavens afar, But still shall gleam some newer star. We'll lowly bow uncovered head, And grateful honors pay the dead; We'll tell their deeds--their virtues all--O'erspread with flowers the sombre pall. Be tongue and grateful pen, inspired, Tell who to glorious fame aspired. Encouraged thus, all o'er our land, Lo, riseth still some guiding hand. Roll on, 0 nation's chariot, roll, While dead to living speak again; Emblazoned bright in honored scroll, To teach to live were not in vain. XTo Our Questions Wbat Responses Hre Given 1 HALL we seek of a star, whose trembling bar Has shown mid the heavens for ages? Shall we look still beyond in the distance far, Or scan over history's pages? 0 ye patriots and worthies, 0 ye sages of old! Ye wise of all climes and all ages! What e'er the curse of the greed of gold When the lust of the demon it engages? Nay, alas, nay; indeed, we have not the need, In our query of wandering far; If the brighter light of right we'd heed, Lo, the gleams of a Bethlehem's star! "Do unto others," this the guiding star, All golden, bright gleaming and pure, In the universe round, or near, or afar, Shall its beaming forever endure. Let the peoples take warning in the morni...
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