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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 22. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.26 (search)
word once drawn, none wielded a trustier blade, or returned it more slowly or reluctantly to the scabbard. Amidst the thunders of Manassas in the victorious dawn of the young nation struggling to be free, he won his first renown; and from that day to the sunset guns of the Lost Cause he illustrated its genius, its self-sacrifice, and its prowess with deeds that will live as long as pure hearts are open to receive the story of a patriot's devotion, a general's skill, or a hero's valor. Swift marches and desperate encounters, brilliant manoeuvres, stubborn defences, and fiery onsets mark his career all along the pathway of the four years of conflict, and you have only to follow their fiery and bloody trail to find him. In the last of those years—in terrible 1864—when the flames of the incendiary lit the pathway of the reeking sword, he led the forlorn hopes of his country in such splended fashion that it seemed as if Stonewall lived again. He swept across the field of Mars with
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 26. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The dismemberment of Virginia. (search)
ength, in sheer despair, abandoned the hopeless attempt. Of what avail laboriously and painfully to dispose of one constitutional difficulty by skilful evasion, and of another by forced construction, merely to find oneself immediately confronted by another, and another, and another, in endless succession? The process could not go on indefinitely; from the beginning it was apparent that, sooner or later, it lust inevitably break down. All the subtlety displayed by the ingenious brothers of Swift's famous satire in affixing to their father's will a meaning directly opposed to its obvious intent, would hardly suffice to wrest the organic law of the Union so far from the purpose of its framers as to render it applicable to a condition in which one portion of the States are invaded, subjugated and governed as military districts by the other portion. So manifest, indeed, was this that the Congress at Washington, impelled by an unacknowledged, but not the less imperative sense of it, fel
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 36. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.45 (search)
nced in fine array, firing as they moved. This demonstration drew forth the concentrated fire of all the enemy's batteries on the south side, including the heavy guns on board their fleet. General Hoke was making a similar show of attack on the western side, and the two demonstrations so engaged the attention of the enemy that the Albemarle, commanded by Captain J. W. Cook, succeeding in passing the batteries which guarded the river approach and assailed the fleet in front of the town. Swift and thorough was the work of our little boat, in a short time the entire fleet of the enemy were either sent to the bottom or driven out of harbor. The Albemarle succeeded in withdrawing to a place of safety, and the remaining forces withdrew for the evening. But the work of capturing Plymouth was by no means accomplished. All of its lines of defence were still intact. Fort Williams, a powerful earthwork, thrown up to a considerable height, commanded the field directly south and enfila
the Rev. W. Turner , Jun. , MA., Lives of the eminent Unitarians, John Shute, (search)
ich when we consider how well known those views were, and in what light they were regarded by the orthodox—and that Mr. Shute was nevertheless, and continued to be, a man of great influence among the English Presbyterians, may afford us no unplausible ground for the belief that, so early as the very beginning of the last century, the most distinguished men of this denomination had already deviated materially from the standards of their forefathers. He is shortly after this time described by Swift, in a letter to Archbishop King, as the shrewdest head in England, a leader of the Presbyterians, and the person in whom they principally confided. He soon afterwards published another pamphlet entitled, The Rights of Protestant Dissenters, which reached a second edition in 1705. Mr. Shute, from his rising talents and intimate connexion with the most distinguished men of the party, was already considered as a leading man among the Dissenters, and was consulted on that ground by the most
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 2. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Poems Subjective and Reminiscent (search)
vine From God's own holy altar flowing? To be, indeed, whate'er the soul In dreams hath thirsted for so long,— A portion of heaven's glorious whole Of loveliness and song? Oh, watchers of the stars at night, Who breathe their fire, as we the air,— Suns, thunders, stars, and rays of light, Oh, say, is He, the Eternal, there? Bend there around His awful throne The seraph's glance, the angel's knee? Or are thy inmost depths His own, O wild and mighty sea? Thoughts of my soul, how swift ye go! Swift as the eagle's glance of fire, Or arrows from the archer's bow, To the far aim of your desire! Thought after thought, ye thronging rise, Like spring-doves from the startled wood, Bearing like them your sacrifice Of music unto God! And shall these thoughts of joy and love Come back again no more to me? Returning like the patriarch's dove Wing-weary from the eternal sea, To bear within my longing arms The promise-bough of kindlier skies, Plucked from the green, immortal palms Which shadow Pa
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 3. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Anti-Slavery Poems (search)
d Nevada's crown! Full hot and fast the Saxon rides, with rein of travel slack, And, bending o'er his saddle, leaves the sunrise at his back; By many a lonely river, and gorge of fir and pine, On many a wintry hill-top, his nightly camp-fires shine. O countrymen and brothers! that land of lake and plain, Of salt wastes alternating with valleys fat with grain; Of mountains white with winter, looking downward, cold, serene, On their feet with spring-vines tangled and lapped in softest green; Swift through whose black volcanic gates, o'er many a sunny vale, Wind-like the Arapahoe sweeps the bison's dusty trail! Great spaces yet untravelled, great lakes whose mystic shores The Saxon rifle never heard, nor dip of Saxon oars; Great herds that wander all unwatched, wild steeds that none have tamed, Strange fish in unknown streams, and birds the Saxon never named; Deep mines, dark mountain crucibles, where Nature's chemic powers Work out the Great Designer's will; all these ye say are our
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 3. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Songs of Labour and Reform (search)
w-mill's wheel, Or where Steam, the slave, shall tear them With his teeth of steel. Be it starlight, be it moonlight, In these vales below, When the earliest beams of sunlight Streak the mountain's snow, Crisps the hoar-frost, keen and early, To our hurrying feet, And the forest echoes clearly All our blows repeat. Where the crystal Ambijejis Stretches broad and clear, And Millnoket's pine-black ridges Hide the browsing deer: Where, through lakes and wide morasses, Or through rocky walls, Swift and strong, Penobscot passes White with foamy falls; Where, through clouds, are glimpses given Of Katahdin's sides,— Rock and forest piled to heaven, Torn and ploughed by slides! Far below, the Indian trapping, In the sunshine warm; Far above, the snow-cloud wrapping Half the peak in storm! Where are mossy carpets better Than the Persian weaves, And than Eastern perfumes sweeter Seem the fading leaves; And a music wild and solemn, From the pine-tree's height, Rolls its vast and sea-like vo
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 4. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Occasional Poems (search)
reet to street, Turned, powerless, to the blinding glare, The dumb defiance of despair. A sudden impulse thrilled each wire That signalled round that sea of fire; Swift words of cheer, warm heart-throbs came; In tears of pity died the flame! From East, from West, from South and North, The messages of hope shot forth, And, underne wrath his praise. No seers were they, but simple men; Its vast results the future hid: The meaning of the work they did Was strange and dark and doubtful then. Swift as their summons came they left The plough mid-furrow standing still, The half-ground corn grist in the mill, The spade in earth, the axe in cleft. They went wher Blasting, withering, on it came, With its hundred tongues of flame, Where St. Michael's on its way Stood like chained Andromeda, Waiting on the rock, like her, Swift doom or deliverer! Church that, after sea-moss grew Over walls no longer new, Counted generations five, Four entombed and one alive; Heard the martial thousand
ore successful than any patriot, he had taught New York the necessity and the methods of incipient resistance. The assembly which met Lord Lovelace, his shortlived 1709. April. successor, began the contest that was never to cease but with independence. The crown demanded a permanent revenue, without appropriation; New York henceforward would raise only an annual revenue, and appropriate it specifically. Such was the inheritance of controversies provided for Robert Hunter, the friend of Swift, an adventurer, who came to his government in quest of good cheer. Here, he writes, is the finest air to live upon in the universe: the soil bears all things, but not for me; for, according to the custom of the country, the sachems are the poorest of the people. Sancho Panza, he avers, was indeed but a type of me. In less than five months after his arrival, he was 1710. Sept. 1. disputing with an assembly. The house, to prevent misapplications of the public revenue, secured to their o
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 1., Medford Historical Society. (search)
Henry B. Nye, Charles E. Ober, J. E. Oldfield, John. Oldfield, Mrs. Mary. Oldfield, Miss Ada. Page, Mrs. Annie M. Papkee, J. A. Parker, Charles H. Peak, Irvin E. Peak, Mrs. Esther R. Phemister, E. A. Plummer, Mrs. J. M. G. Porter, Miss Helen. Randall, Edward S. Russell, Mrs. Cora L. Sampson, George T. Sampson, Miss Ellen R. Sargent, Miss Mary E. Shultis, Mark. Shultis, Mrs. Kate D. Spinney, Frank T. Stetson, George W. Stickney, Allison M. Stickney, Mrs. Allison M. Stone, Miss Katherine H. Street, John D. Swan, Charles H. Swift, Miss Caroline E. Symmes, Miss Amelia M. Teele, Edward W. Thompson, Wm. A. Wait, William Cushing. Wait, Francis A. Wait, Miss Hetty F. Wait, Miss Sarah H. Washburne, Miss M. Louise. Wilber, Nahum E. Wilber, Mortimer E. Wild, Miss Helen T. Withington, Henry. Wood, Joseph W. Woolley, Fred. H. C. Wright, Thomas G. *Wright, Walter C.