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" Then sweet the hour that brings release From danger and from toil : We talk the battle over, And share the battle's spoil. The woodland rings with laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With... "
The Pictorial Field-book of the Revolution: Or, Illustrations, by Pen and ... - Страница 476
по Benson John Lossing - 1860
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The Lady's Magazine and Museum of the Belles-lettres, Fine Arts ..., Томове 2–7

1832 - 698 страници
...erratic movements of this brilliant American patriot were regulated by the commands of a quaker. " Well knows the fair and friendly moon, The band that Marion leads ; The glittering of their rifles — The scampering of their steeds." Mr. Hughes does great justice to Genera...

The National Orator;: Consisting of Selections, Adapted for Rhetorical ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1832 - 310 страници
...flowers are gathered To crown ithe soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine top grieves, And slumber long and sweetly, On beds of...rifles, The scampering of their steeds. 'Tis life our fiery barbs to guide Across the moon-lit plains ; 'Tis life to feel the night wind That lifts their...

The Atlantic Club-book : Being Sketches in Prose and Verse, Том 1

1834 - 320 страници
...laugh and shoot As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top...rifles, The scampering of their steeds. 'Tis life our fiery -barbs to guide Across the moonlit plains ; 'Tis life to feel the night wind That lifts their...

Cobb's Sequel to the Juvenile Readers: Comprising a Selection of Lessons in ...

Lyman Cobb - 1834 - 238 страници
...soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind And slumber long and sweetly, On beds of oaken leaves. 4, Well knows the fair and friendly moon The band that Marion leads ; • j The glitter of their rifles, The scampering of their steeds. 'Tis life our fiery barbs to guide...

Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 страници
...laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top...rifles, The scampering of their steeds. 'Tis life our fiery barbs to guide Across the moonlight plains ; 'Tis life to feel the night-wind That lifts...

Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 288 страници
...laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top...— The glitter of their rifles, The scampering of then- steeds. 'Tis life our fiery barbs to guide Across the moonlight plains ; 'Tis life to feel the...

The Laurel: a Gift for All Seasons: Being a Collection of Poems

1836 - 268 страници
...laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top grieves, And slumber long and sweetly, Well knows the fair and friendly moon The band that Mariou leads — The glitter of their rifles, The...

The Young Man's Book of Elegant Poetry: Comprising Selections from the Works ...

1838 - 332 страници
...laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gather'd To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top...glitter of their rifles, The scampering of their steeds. T is life our fiery barbs to guide Across the moonlit plains; Tis life to feel the night- wind That...

Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 292 страници
...laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top...Across the moonlight plain ; 'Tis life to feel the night-wind That lifts his tossing mane. A moment in the British camp — A moment — and away Back...

Songs, Odes, & Other Poems, on National Subjects: Comp. from Various ..., Том 3

William McCarty - 1842 - 482 страници
...laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gather'd To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top...Across the moonlight plain; 'Tis life to feel the night-wind A moment in the British camp— A moment—and away Back to the pathless forest, Before...




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