 | 1862 - 670 pages
...Still in his talons stanch, Grasping the bolts of the thunders of War I Hark to the sound, there's a foe on our border, A foe striding on to the gulf of his doom ; Free men are rising, and marching in order, Leaving the plow and anvil and loom I Rust dims the harvest... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1864 - 354 pages
...branch, Still in his talons stanch Grasping the bolts of the thunders of war! Hark to the sound ! There's a foe on our border,— A foe striding on to the gulf...loom. Rust dims the harvest sheen Of scythe and of sickle keen ; The axe sleeps in peace by the tree it would mar ; Veteran and youth are out Swelling... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1864 - 364 pages
...Still in his talons stanch Grasping the bolts of the thunders of war ! Hark to the sound ! There 'sa foe on our border, — A foe striding on to the gulf...loom. Rust dims the harvest sheen Of scythe and of sickle keen ; The axe sleeps in peace by the tree it would mar ; Veteran and youth are out Swelling... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1864 - 364 pages
...Still in his talons stanch Grasping the bolts of the thunders of war 1 Hark to the sound ! There 'sa foe on our border, — A foe striding on to the gulf...Leaving the plough and the anvil and loom. Rust dims the hai'vest sheen Of scythe and of sickle keen ; The axe sleeps in peace by the tree it would mar ; Veteran... | |
 | Levi K. Coonley - 1864 - 236 pages
...Still in his talons staunch, Grasping the bolts of the thunders of war ! 2 Hark to the sound ! there's a foe on our border — A foe striding on to the gulf...order, Leaving the plough, and the anvil, and loom. Swift as Niagara pours, Down there from Northern shores, They march, and their tread wakes the earth... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1864 - 364 pages
...Still in his talons stanch Grasping the bolts of the thunders of war ! Hark to the sound ! There 'sa foe on our border, — A foe striding on to the gulf...order, Leaving the plough and the anvil and loom. Bust dims the harvest sheen Of scythe and of sickle keen ; The axe sleeps in peace by the tree it would... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, Thomas Buchanan Read - 1864 - 200 pages
...Grasping the bolts of the thunders of w.ar! Hark to the sound! There's a foe on our border,—r • A foe striding on to the gulf of his doom; Freemen...Leaving the plough and the anvil and loom. Rust dims the harvest-sheen Of scythe and of sickle keen ; The axe sleeps in peace by the tree it would mar; Veteran... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch - 1865 - 194 pages
...Still in his talons staunch Grasping the bolts of the thunders of war ! Hark to the sound ! There's a foe on our border,— A foe striding on to the gulf...Leaving the plough and the anvil and loom. Rust dims the harvest-sheen Of scythe and of sickle keen ; The axe sleeps in peace by the tree it would mar ; Veteran... | |
 | Thomas Buchanan Read - 1865 - 180 pages
...Still in his talons staunch, Grasping the bolts of the thunders of War ! Hark to the sound ! there 'sa foe on our border, A foe striding on to the gulf of...Freemen are rising and marching in order, Leaving the plow, and the anvil and loom ; Rust dims the harvest sheen, Of scythe and of sickle keen ; The axe... | |
 | Nathaniel Kirk Richardson - 1866 - 204 pages
...Grasping the bolts of the thunders of war! Though bearing the olive-branch, Hark to the sound ! There's a foe on our border,— A foe striding on to the gulf...Leaving the plough and the anvil and loom. Rust dims the harvest-sheen Of scythe and of sickle keen; The axe sleeps in peace by the tree it would mar; Swelling... | |
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There's a foe on our border,— A foe striding on to the gulf of his doom ; Freemen are rising and marching in order, Leaving the plough and the anvil and loom. Rust dims the... 
