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George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard) 15 5 Browse Search
C. Edwards Lester, Life and public services of Charles Sumner: Born Jan. 6, 1811. Died March 11, 1874. 8 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 9. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 8 0 Browse Search
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 6 0 Browse Search
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard) 6 0 Browse Search
James Parton, Horace Greeley, T. W. Higginson, J. S. C. Abbott, E. M. Hoppin, William Winter, Theodore Tilton, Fanny Fern, Grace Greenwood, Mrs. E. C. Stanton, Women of the age; being natives of the lives and deeds of the most prominent women of the present gentlemen 5 3 Browse Search
General James Longstreet, From Manassas to Appomattox 4 0 Browse Search
Oliver Otis Howard, Autobiography of Oliver Otis Howard, major general , United States army : volume 2 4 0 Browse Search
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall) 4 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Cheerful Yesterdays 4 0 Browse Search
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an martial strains! To that war-cry our freemen railied And clamored to meet the foc. And drive the invaders from their sacred home, Or nobly in death lie low. Scott I will thy blood not tingle And burn like the lava's flood. When leagued with the treacherous usurper you come To deluge your country in blood? Will not the sword she gave you Gleam with ill-omened fires. When you lead your invading thousands To the homes and the graves of your alres! The degger of Macbeth was nothing To what that sword shall be; Sleeping or waking, its phantom shall still Forever be present to thee. And when with assassins and traitors, Who disgrace their country's name. Thon shall sneak to they grave with terror and fear, It will prove a sword of fiame: A sword, whose lurid lishining Shall rival the place of the lost; Then shrieking, despairing, too late thou'll find. What that treacherous blade hath cost. Its point shall force thee an entrance, Ev