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Title: The Ridpath library of universal literature : a biographical and bibliographical summary of the world's most eminent authors, including the choicest extracts and masterpieces from their writings ...
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Ridpath, John Clark, 1840-1900
Subjects: Literature
Publisher: New York : The Fifth avenue library society
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ring, haggard eyes,The rapid torrent roll, the foaming billows riseAmazed, aghast, they turn, but find.In Marlboroughs arms, a surer fate behind. Now his red sword aloft impends.Now on their shrinking head descends :Wild and distracted with their fears,They justling plunge amid the sounding deeps ;The flood away the struggling squadrons sweeps,And men, and arms, and horses, whirling bears.The frighted Danube to the sea retreats,The Danube soon the flying ocean meets.Flying the thunder of great Annas fleets. Rooke on the seas asserts her sway. Flames oer the trembling ocean play, And clouds of smoke involve the day.Affrighted Europe hears the cannons roar,And Afric echoes from its distant shore. The French, unequal in the fight, In force superior, take their flight.Factions in vain the heros worth decry,In vain the vanquished triumph, while they fiy» Now, Janus, with a future view.The glories of her reign survey,Which shall oer France her arms display, And kingdoms now her own subdue.
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EDMUND NEALE SMITH 155 Lewis, for oppression born,Lewis, in his turn, shall mourn,While his conquered happy swainsShall hug their easy, wished-for chains. Others, enslaved by victory,Their subjects, as their foes, oppress; Anna conquers but to free,And governs but to bless. MUSIC. Music, soft charm of heaven and earth,Whence didst thou borrow thy auspicious birth ? Or art thou of eternal date ?Sire to thyself, thyself as old as Fate, Ere the rude, ponderous massOf earth and waters from their chaos sprang, The morning stars their anthems sang.And naught in heaven was heard but melody and love. Myriads of spirits, forms divine. The Seraphin, with the bright host Of angels, thrones, and heavenly powers, Worship before the eternal shrine ;Their happy privilege in hymns and anthems boast,In love and wonder pass their blissful hours. Nor let the lower world repineThe massy orb in which we sluggards moveAs if sequestered from the arts divine : Heres music, too.As ours a rival were to the wor

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