 Thou art the firm unshaken rock, On which we rest , And, rising from thy hardy stock, Thy sons the tyrant's frown shall mock, And slavery's galling chains unlock, And free the oppressed : All, who the wreath of freedom twine, Beneath the shadow of their...  The Oak Openings: Or, The Bee-hunter - Pàgina 170per James Fenimore Cooper - 1848 - 458 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | James Gates Percival - 1822 - 262 pàgines
...our fallen fortunes lay In light. • / There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of liberty...upon My land, shall mother curse the sou She bore. Thou art the firm, unshaken rock, On which we rest; And rising from thy hardy stock, Thy sons the tyrant's... | |
 | 1822 - 272 pàgines
...even our fallen fortunes lay In light. There is no other land like thee, No dearer shoie ; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of Liberty,...forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the son She bore. Thou art the firm, unshaken rock, On which we rest ; And, rising from thy hardy stock,... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 pàgines
...fallen fortunes lay In light. There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore ; '.4 •;... Thou art the shelter of the free; The home, the port of Liberty, Thou hast been, and shalt ever be, Till time is o'er. Ere I forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the son She... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1824 - 396 pàgines
...ev'n our fallen fortunes lay In light. There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore ; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of liberty Thou hast been, and shall ever he, Till time is o'er. Ere I forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the SOD She bore. Thou... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1827 - 494 pàgines
...ev'n our fallen fortunes lay In light. There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore ; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of liberty...forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the son She bore. Thou art the firm, unshaken rock, On which we rest ; And, rising from the hardy stock,... | |
 | Dorothea Lynde Dix - 1828 - 304 pàgines
...impelled To soar. There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore ; Thou art the shelter of the free j The home, the port of Liberty, Thou hast been, and shall ever be Till time is o'er. Thou art the firm, unshaken rock, On which we rest ; All, who the wreath of Freedom twine, Beneath... | |
 | Dorothea Lynde Dix - 1829 - 402 pàgines
...like these, such toils impelled To soar. There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore ; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of Liberty, Thou hast been, and shalt ever be Till time is o'er. Thou art the firm, unshaken rock, On which we rest ; All, who the... | |
 | 1832 - 298 pàgines
...like these, such toils impelled Toioar. There is no other land like thee, No dearer shore ; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of Liberty,...Thou hast been, and shall ever be Till time is o'er. Thou art the firm, unshaken rock, On which we rest 3 All, who the wreath of Freedom twine, Beneath... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1832 - 310 pàgines
...e'en our fallen fortunes lay In light. There is no other land like (hce, No dearer shore ; Thou art the shelter of the free ; The home, the port of Liberty, Thou hast been and shalt ever be, Till time is o'er. Ere I forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the son She... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1835 - 484 pàgines
...shelter of the free ; The home, the port of Liberty, Thou hast been , and shalt ever be, Till tune is o'er. Ere I forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the son She bore. Thou art the firm, unshaken rock, On which we rest ; And, rising from thy hardy stock,... | |
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