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Whisper it not that late in years Sorrow shall fade and the world be… Life be freed of tremor and tears, Heads be wiser and hearts be light… Ah! but the dream that all endears…
Lad, and can you rest now, There beneath your hill! Your hands are on your breast now, But is your heart so still? ’Twas the right death to die, lad,
Foremost of all on battle’s fiery… Here VERTUE fell, and here he s… A fairer name no Roman ever gave To stand sole monument on Valour’…
In The Time Of War And Tumults O Lord Almighty, Thou whose hand… Despair and victory give; In whom, though tyrants tread thei… The souls of nations live;
With failing feet and shoulders bo… Beneath the weight of happier days… He lagged among the heedless crowd… Or crept along suburban ways. But still through all his heart wa…
Boys, are ye calling a toast to-ni… (Hear what the sea-wind saith) Fill for a bumper strong and brigh… And here’s to Admiral Death! He’s sailed in a hundred builds o’…
Praise thou with praise unending, The Master of the Wine; To all their portions sending Himself he mingled thine: The sea-born flush of morning,
(After Martial) To-day, my friend is seventy-five; He tells his tale with no regret; His brave old eyes are steadfast y… His heart the .lightest heart aliv…
After long labouring in the windy… On smooth and shining tides Swiftly the great ship glides, Her storms forgot, her weary watch… Northward she glides, and through…
This is the Chapel: here, my son, Your father thought the thoughts o… And heard the words that one by on… The touch of Life has turn’d to t… Here in a day that is not far,
By the hearth-stone She sits alone, The long night bearing: With eyes that gleam Into the dream
I sat by the granite pillar, and s… Where the sunlight fell of old, And the hour was the hour my heart… And the sermon rolled and rolled As it used to roll when the place…
He gave us all a good-bye cheerily At the first dawn of day; We dropped him down the side full… When the light died away. It’s a dead dark watch that he’s a…
Lover of England, stand awhile an… With thankful heart, and lips refr… They rest beyond the speech of hum… Who served with Nelson and with N…
His beauty bore no token, No sign our gladness shook; With tender strength unbroken The hand of Life he took: But the summer flowers were fallin…