‘What is that?’ we cried, upstarting, and into the darkness darting, slap! we ran against the door.‘Oh , ’tis nothing,’ Edward grumbled, as o’er a huge armchair we stumbled, ”tis a bug and nothing more.’Then said we, our anger rising (for we thought it so surprising that a bug should thus offend)—‘Do you think a…
October 21st, 1828Freedom will break the tyrant’s chains,And shatter all his whole domain;From slavery she will always freeAnd all her aim is liberty.On SlaveryBy George E. Allen, aged 12 YearsOctober 21st, 1828Slavery, oh, thou cruel stain,Thou does fill my heart with pain;See my brother, here he standsChained by slavery’s cruel hands.Could we not feel a…
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John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt,His name is my name too.Whenever we go out,The people always shout,There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt.Dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah
And the homeless nomad wanderedLaying waste the fertile plain.Menacing with spear and arrowIn the woods the hunter strayed…Woe to all poor wreteches strandedOn those cruel and hostile shores!From the peak of high OlympusCame the mother Ceres down,Seeeking in those savage regionsHer lost daughter Prosperine.But the Goddess found no refuge,Found no kindly welcome there,And no temple…
Come aid the poor slave’s liberation,And roll on the liberty ball —And roll on the liberty ball —Come aid the poor slave’s liberation,And roll on the liberty ball.The Liberty hosts are advancing —For freedom to all they declare;The down-trodden millions are sighing—Come, break up our gloom of despair.Come break up our gloom of despair, &c.Y…
Then to his wretched cotMournfully crept;How doth his free-born soulPine ‘neath his chain!Slavery! Slavery!Dark is thy reign.Long ere the break of day,Roused from repose,Wearily toilingTill after its close-Praying for freedom,He spends his last breath:Liberty! Liberty!Give me or death.When, when, O Lord! will rightTriumph o’er wrong?Tyrants oppress the weak,O Lord! how long?Hark! hark! a peal resoundsFrom…
Killing pleasures when she sported,And her charms were ever new;Conquering time doth now deceive her,Which her glories did uphold,All her arts can ne’er retrieve her,Poor Aurelia’s growing old.The airy spirits which invited,Are retir’d, and move no more,And those eyes are now benighted,Which were comets heretofore.Want of these abate her merits,Yet I’ve passion for her name,Only…
With the night, it moves downward – booming;The day and the night are its song.I am very small, as I dance upon the drum-head;I am like a particle of dust, as I dance upon the drum-head;Above me in the sky is the shining ball of the drumstick.I dance upward with the day;I dance downward with…
And let me of the glad earth takeOne last and lingering view.When yet a few brief moments moreOf this flittering hour have fled,You’ll shed an old friend’s tear, Dick Dale,Above your comrade’s head.We fought together, side by side,In many a bloody fray,From Malvern Hill’s dark hour of strife,To fierce Antietam’s day.And when again the ‘long…
