Along The Trail; A Book Of Lyrics by Richard HoveyAlong The Trail; A Book Of Lyrics by Richard Hovey

Along The Trail; A Book Of Lyrics

byRichard Hovey

Paperback | January 8, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1903. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... THE VEILED LADY Whoso hath seen her brow displayed, Keeps silence of its bloom or blight. She passeth through our streets arrayed In weeds that screen her from men's sight None knoweth if in that veil bedight Lurk loathsome hag or lovesome maid. Whoso hath seen her brow displayed Keeps silence of its bloom or blight. Men pass her daily undismayed, Yet often in the sleepless night Cry "Grace or Gorgon?" sore afraid; But no word comes from any wight. Whoso hath seen her brow displayed, Keeps silence of its bloom or blight. 1888 THE MESSENGER (For the Picture by G. P. Watts) Strong angel of the peace of God, Not wholly undivined thy mien; Along the weary path I trod Thou hast been with me though unseen. My hopes have been a mad turmoil, A clutch and conflict all my life, The very craft I loved a toil, And love itself a seed of strife. But sometimes in a sudden hour I have been great with Godlike calm, As if thy tranquil world of power Flowed in about me like a psalm. And peace has fallen on my face, And stillness on my struggling breath; And, living, I have known a space The hush and mastery of Death. Stretch out thy hand upon me, thou Who comest as the still night comes! I have not flinched at buffets; now Let Strife go by, with all his drums. 1894 HENRY GEORGE (Died October 29,1897) Oh, be his death a clarion To hearten, not dismay! Fight on! We have not lost the day. . . . Ay, if the day be lost, what then? The cause, the cause endures. The triumph yet is yours, The triumph every cause has won That called men to be free! Fight on, Indomitable as he -- As he, our captain without stain, The Bayard of the poor. Be men! Flinch no man in this hour. Remember him that knew no fear, And craved no diadem. A cheer! Be that his requiem. 1897 Be men -- BENZAQUEN: A...
Title:Along The Trail; A Book Of LyricsFormat:PaperbackDimensions:26 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.05 inPublished:January 8, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217678149

ISBN - 13:9780217678148