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" Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet . The Stars and Stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurrile jester, is there room for you ? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil, and... "
The Granite Monthly: A New Hampshire Magazine Devoted to History, Biography ... - Page 38
edited by - 1887
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Men of Out Times

Harriet Beecher Stowe - 1868 - 652 pages
...chief's perplexity, or people's pain ! Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The stars and stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-jester, is there room for you ? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer — To lame my...
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Life of Abraham Lincoln: For the Young Man and the Sabbath School

William Cunningham Gray - 1868 - 214 pages
...chief's perplexity or people's pain. Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The Stars and Stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet — Say, scurrile jester, is there room for you ? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To tame my pencil...
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Men of Our Times; Or, Leading Patriots of the Day: Being Narratives of the ...

Harriet Beecher Stowe - 1868 - 606 pages
...chief's perplexity, or people's pain ! Beside this corpse, that bears for winding sheet The stars and stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-j ester, is there room for you ? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer — To lame my...
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Letters on the American Rebellion: 1860 to 1865, &c

Samuel Aspinwall Goddard - 1870 - 612 pages
...chief's perplexity, or people's pain. Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The Stars and Stripes he lived to rear anew. Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-jester, is there room for you ? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil...
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The American Rebellion: Letters on the American Rebellion

Samuel Aspinwall Goddard - 1870 - 616 pages
...chiefs perplexity, or people's pain. Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The Stars and Stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-jester, is there room for you ? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil...
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The Lives and Deeds of Our Self-made Men

Harriet Beecher Stowe - 1872 - 690 pages
...chief's perplexity, or people's pain ! Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The stars and stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-jester, is there room for you ? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneerTo lame my pencil,...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 pages
...chief's perplexity, or people's pain: Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The Stars and Stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurrile jester, is there room for you t Yes: he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil,...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 pages
...chiefs perplexity or people's pain. Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The stars and stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-jcster, is there room for you? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil,...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 584 pages
...lived tu rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet. Say, scurrile jester, is there nxira for you t Yes : he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To laine my pencil, and eonfute my pen: — To make me own this hind of princel peer, This rail-splitter...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 pages
...chiefs perplexity or people's pain. Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The stars and stripes he lived to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-jester, is there room for you? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil,...
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