National Hymns: How They are Written and how They are Not Written : a Lyric and National Study for the Times : with a Letter to the Saturday ReviewRudd & Carleton, 1862 - 176 oldal |
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18. oldal - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
57. oldal - Allons, enfants de la patrie, Le jour de gloire est arrivé ; Contre nous de la tyrannie L'étendard sanglant est levé.
43. oldal - O Lord our God, arise! Scatter his enemies, And make them fall; Confound their politics, Frustrate their knavish tricks: On Thee our hopes we fix — God save us all!
40. oldal - God save great George our King, Long live our noble King; God save the King.
58. oldal - Amour sacré de la Patrie, Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs. Liberté, liberté chérie, Combats avec tes défenseurs. Sous nos drapeaux, que la Victoire Accoure à tes mâles accents : Que tes ennemis expirants Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire ! Aux armes, citoyens ! Formez vos bataillons : Marchons, qu'un sang impur abreuve nos sillons.
160. oldal - States for peace and for war, — the right to keep troops or ships of war in time of peace, or to engage in war unless actually invaded...
76. oldal - Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful from each foreign stroke; As the loud blast that tears the skies Serves but to root thy native oak.
45. oldal - God bless the Prince of Wales, The true born Prince of Wales, Sent us by Thee! Grant us one favor more, The King for to restore, As thou hast done before, The Familie...
42. oldal - King ! Long live our noble King! God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us ! God save the King!
57. oldal - Français, pour nous, ah ! quel outrage ! Quels transports il doit exciter ! C'est nous qu'on ose méditer De rendre à l'antique esclavage ! Aux armes, citoyens ! etc. Quoi ! ces cohortes étrangères Feraient la loi dans nos foyers...