Footnotes
[667:1] Two hands upon the breast, and labour is past.—Russian Proverb.
ALEXANDER SMITH. 1830-1867.
Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire.
A Life Drama. Sc. ii.
In winter, when the dismal rain
Comes down in slanting lines,
And Wind, that grand old harper, smote
His thunder-harp of pines.
A Life Drama. Sc. ii.
A poem round and perfect as a star.
A Life Drama. Sc. ii.
H. F. CHORLEY. 1831-1872.
A song to the oak, the brave old oak,
Who hath ruled in the greenwood long!
The Brave Old Oak.
Then here 's to the oak, the brave old oak,
Who stands in his pride alone!
And still flourish he a hale green tree
When a hundred years are gone!
The Brave Old Oak.
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ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN. 1832- ——.
Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight!
Make me a child again, just for to-night!
Rock me to sleep.
Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears,—
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain!
Take them, and give me my childhood again!
Rock me to sleep.
BISHOP HENRY C. POTTER. 1835- ——.
We have exchanged the Washingtonian dignity for the Jeffersonian simplicity, which was in truth only another name for the Jacksonian vulgarity.
Address at the Washington Centennial Service in St. Paul's Chapel, New York, April 30, 1889.
If there be no nobility of descent, all the more indispensable is it that there should be nobility of ascent,—a character in them that bear rule so fine and high and pure that as men come within the circle of its influence they involuntarily pay homage to that which is the one pre-eminent distinction, the royalty of virtue.
Address at the Washington Centennial Service in St. Paul's Chapel, New York, April 30, 1889.
FRANCIS M. FINCH.
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;
Love and tears for the Blue,
Tears and love for the Gray.[668:1]
The Blue and the Gray.