Evolution of Expression - Volume 1

REVE

D OF TH

Azores Sir Rich

ke a flutter'd bir

aw

war at sea! we h

re

Thomas Howard:

cow

them here, for m

e

en are sick. I mu

ic

f the line; can we

re

I

ichard Grenville

cow

a moment to fight

n and more that ar

f the coward if I le

on dogs and the de

I

away with five shi

e a cloud in the s

e in hand all his s

efully a

ideford

em on the ball

ught them

m in their pain,

to

nd the stake, for t

V

ed seamen to work t

from Flores till

gh

castles heaving up

fight or s

ichard, te

ght is bu

of us left by the t

aid again: "We be

e

dogs of Seville, t

vi

'd my back upon

e and he laugh'd

ah,

e ran on sheer in

o

ighters on deck, a

lo

leet to the right a

e s

venge ran on thro

tw

I

ir soldiers look

and la

r seamen made moc

r

and on, t

ike San Philip that

o

g high above us

s of

from our sails

I

e great San Phil

a c

thunderbo

and

lleons

panish fle

larboard and two

a

-thunder broke

I

t San Philip, she

d

in her womb that

nt

came aboard us,

to

s they came with

uete

s we shook 'em o

s his

from the wat

X

down, and the s

he sum

nt ceased the fi

ifty-

he whole night lon

eons

he whole night lon

r and

the whole night l

d and h

nk and many were

ight us

s ever a battle li

fo

"Fight on!

sel was all

hat, when half o

was

nd to be drest he

ck him that was d

e

s wounded again i

e

"Fight on!

I

t down, and the s

he sum

leet with broken

in a

touch us again, f

l could

h'd what the

not fought

ilous plig

f our poor hun

e rest of us m

e cannonades and t

down in the hold

and

e all broken or b

l of i

the rigging were l

d cried in his

such a fight for

ver be fo

n great gl

ay less

a or

es it mat

Master Gunner-si

twa

nds of God, not

ai

I

aid "Ay, ay," bu

pl

ildren, we

d hath spar

paniard promise, i

g

ght again and to st

e lay dying, and

o

I

Spanish men to t

th

him by the mast,

t at

m to his face with

ac

on their decks

r Queen and Faith

tr

my duty as a ma

irit I Sir Richa

on their decks

I

t the dead that h

tr

e power and glory

with one little sh

e

man? He was devi

n

body with honor

e Revenge with a s

'd with her loss

w

the lands they

m s

an to heave and t

evening ended a

wave that is raised

heir hulls and the

nd thei

plunged and fell o

of

enge herself went

r

evermore

D TEN

OC

asure in the p

pture on the

iety, where

ea, and music

n the less, b

interviews in

y be, or have

th the unive

express, yet ca

I

deep and dark-

leets sweep ov

earth with r

shore;-upon t

all thy deed,

an's ravage,

oment like a

hy depths with

unknelled, uncoff

I

which thunders

cities, biddin

tremble in th

thans, whose

reator the v

hee, and arb

toys, and, as

thy yeast of

's pride, or spo

V

mpires, changed

, Rome, Carthag

ted them while

ant since; the

slave or savag

ealms to deser

save to thy wi

wrinkle on th

's dawn beheld,

irror, where th

f in tempests

ed-in breeze, o

le, or in th

oundless, endle

of Eternit

ble; even fro

f the deep are

oest forth, dread,

I

ved thee, Oce

port was on t

y bubbles, onw

th thy breake

t; and if thy

rror, 'twas a

it were, a c

o thy billows

nd upon thy ma

D B

THE GLADIAT

of Rome could furnish, and who never yet lowered his arm. If there be one among you who can say that ever, in public fight or private brawl, my ac

nd citron groves of Syrasella. My early life ran quiet as the brooks by which I sported; and when, at noon, I gathered the sheep beneath the shade, and played upon th

ncient times, a little band of Spartans, in a defile of the mountains, had withstood a whole army. I did not then know what war was; but my cheeks burned, I know not why, and I clasped the

azing rafters of our dwelling! Today I killed a man in the arena; and, when I broke his helmet-clasps, behold! he was my friend! He knew me, smiled faintly, gasped, and died;-the

st and blood of the arena, I begged that poor boon, while all the assembled maids and matrons, and the holy virgins they call vestals, and the rabble, shouted in derision, deeming it rare sport, forsooth, to see

her tone than a flute-note, muscles of iron and a heart of flint; taught him to drive the sword through plaited mail and links of rugged brass, and warm it in the marrow of his foe;-to gaze into the glari

perfume from his curly locks, shall with his lily fingers pat your red brawn, and bet his sesterces upon your blood. Hark! hear ye yon lion roari

ires at old Thermopylae! Is Sparta dead? Is the old Grecian spirit frozen in your veins, that you do crouch and cower like a belabored hound beneath his master's lash? O comrades! warriors! Thracian

LIJAH

IS NATIVE

eaks, I'm with

the hands yo

till are free.

your echoe

tenant welcom

I

rms, how pr

ift your heads

re! how mighty

k, for all you

sly majestic

coronets exha

I

that tower, that

frown is terrib

bed, do all t

; whose subje

because it i

ep hi

V

ds of l

once again!

oice! I hold

till are free.

I could em

e

here. Oh, whe

here? Scaling

le wheeling

s his broad-e

motionless

ted there wit

act of his u

ed him pr

I

inct

; yet kept he

rcle, as in

the ample r

ut; absorbed,

hreatened him. I

y. I turned

him so

HERIDAN

LE H

h and heaven!

moke and shout

zzled with the

n an untried s

eath, whatev

loses round this

if ever from m

r,'twas that no

! Oh, hear, God

I

merciful-the

pours the thund

terner grandeu

glancing thro

oo

ed eye as calm,

f the autumnal

ken by the b

incense comes

en wave the sun

I

ighty!-at thy f

hee Chance, and

ngel-circle

lion worlds th

withstand thy wr

own-in thy sm

rayer-I ask no

eyes my rescue

irit, All-Omnip

V

ght-now for th

blood and toil

i

ut, the shock, t

ll, the rocket'

e broken waves

ti

rs!-now give th

haned child, the

blood-in thund

e's fate shall set

EODORE

-REL

the universal sense; for the inmost in due time becomes the outmost, and our first thought is rendered back to us by the trumpets of the Last Judgment. Familiar as the voice

the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages. Yet he dismisses without notice his thought, because it is his. In

humored inflexibility then most when the whole cry of voices is on the other side. Else to-morrow a stranger will say with masterly g

ishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to him to till. The power which resides in him is new in nature, and none but he knows what that is which he can do, nor does he know until he has tried. 5. Not

thfully imparted, but God will not have his work made manifest by cowards. A man is relieved and gay when he has put his heart into his work and done his best; but what he h

r contemporaries, the connection of events. Great men have always done so, and confided themselves childlike to the genius of their age,

and invalids pinched in a corner, not cowards fleeing before a revolution, but guides, redeemers and bene

WALDO

AND JE

776, bold and fearless advocates of independence; no more, as on subsequent periods, the head of the government; no mo

wn great actions, in the offspring of their intellect, in the deep engraved lines of public gratitude, and in the respect and homage of mankind. They live in their example; and they live, emphatically, and will liv

ring, giving place to returning darkness. It is rather a spark of fervent heat, as well as radiant light, with power to enkindle the common mass of human mind; so that, wh

nd the just mode of inquiring after truth, has kept on its course successfully and gloriously. Newton died; yet the courses of

more deeply into the opinions of others; or given a more lasting direction to the current of human thought. Their work doth not perish with them. The tree which they assisted to plant will flourish, although they water it and protect it no longer; for

ll come, in which in it will cease to be seen and felt, on either continent, that a mighty step, a great advance, not only in American affairs, but in human affairs, was made on the 4t

L WEB

ENCE OF

d, not for a sea

n, has

ing battle or flap

ier glory than w

on

e roofs in the ghas

aff or the halyard,

e a

opmost roof our ban

I

es! Hold it we might-and for fifteen days or for twenty at most. "Never surrender, I charge you, but every man die at his post!" Voice o

I

his post!" and t

s and

fle bullets, and de

ll

most chamber, and

ric

ood with the musk

pt to t

ng, and wounds t

ther

tal wall, crashing

d their

V

pies were among u

ld of o

bullet broke thr

ink for

by our foreheads,

at ou

and at once of the

rou

se of a finger fro

str

ights of the mosq

h in the

ne! Countermine

hrough

er in hand! You

rous

wait till the poi

thr

ck, coming nearer

bef

and you fire, and

m

topmost roof our

l

I

hunder-clap echoed away, Dark through the smoke and the sulphur, like so many fiends in their hell- Cannon-s

I

done? where is

the

er-gate, storm a

, and

ng all round us,

i

s at a bank that

ti

s that if they b

l es

live or die, they

ers a

I

at their leaders

with ou

eel like the wa

g forwa

at the last by the

su

topmost roof our

l

X

we were, we were

in l

trength of the ra

to e

as if hope for the

h

watch at all poi

wer an

per among us, bu

pas

es-if the tigers

war

his post-and th

at

the hands that the

the

I

be sure that your hand be as true. Sharp is the fire of assault, better aimed are your flank fusilades; Twice do we hurl them to earth from the ladders to

I

ild morning anoth

t-

ines of defence

s or

the roof, hidden t

the

on the breach, cr

ollow

s! then another,

goe

I

d enough then, wh

itors h

aftings, and doo

y for t

e it with grape!

, and t

ian brothers, and

his

dly dark faces wh

ful a

bravest among us

e them,

e topmost roof ou

l

I

fusilade! is it t

he s

ock breaking the

mutin

of Europe is ringi

he garrison utter

s Highlanders answ

ee

V

holes and their

ldren c

esome white faces

ile

ardened hand of t

their

och! saved! we ar

it

r of Havelock, sa

Hea

en days!" we have

ve

the palace roof

and

D TEN

NN

as been long

eet to look

of heaven,-to

mile of the b

py, when, with

inks into som

ss, and rea

le of love an

me at evenin

notes of Ph

iling cloudlet'

t day so soon

passage of a

ough the clear

KEA

o much with us;

nding, we lay w

e in Nature

ur hearts away,

bares her bos

will be howli

ered now like s

verything, we a

ot.-Great God

kled in a c

anding on this

hat would make

Proteus rising

iton blow his

M WORD

der how my l

s in this dark

alent which is

seless, though m

ewith my Make

nt, lest he r

t day labor,

? but patien

on replies, Go

ork or his own

ke, they serve h

usands at his

land and ocean

ve who only s

MIL

thee? Let me c

the depth and b

ach, when feel

of Being an

o the level o

ed, by sun an

eely, as men s

ely, as they tu

ith the passi

, and with my ch

ith a love I

nts,-I love thee

f all my life!-a

ove thee bett

BARRETT

FOR HONE

for hone

his head, a

slave, we p

e poor fo

hat, and

obscure, a

but the gu

the gowd f

I

on hamely

en gray a

silks, and kna

man, for

hat, and

el show, a

an, though e

' men for

I

birkie, c

and stares,

eds worship

a coof fo

hat, and

, star, an

f indepen

nd laughs

V

mak a bel

, duke, a

t man's aboo

he maunna

hat, and

nities, a

sense, and p

r rank th

pray that

t will fo

d worth, o'er

he gree, a

hat, and

ng yet fo

o man, the

hers be fo

RT B