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Rebellion Record: Introduction., Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore), Contents of Thie first volume. (search)
Edna Dean Proctor,3 8.A Suggestion to Major Anderson,4 9.To the Men of the North and West, R. H. Stoddard,4 10.Virginia to the North,4 11.Stars in My Country's Sky, L. H. Sigourney,4 12.North Menat Bell Roland, Theo. Tilton,29 37.The Sentinel of the 71st, J. B. Bacon,29 38.Work to Do, R. H. Stoddard,29 39. All we Ask is to be let alone, Hartford Courant,30 40.Original Ode, Charleston, S. ern States,66 90.Songs of the Rebels: The Stars and Bars, A. J. Requier,66 91.King Cotton, R. H. Stoddard,72 92.The Heavenly Omen, E. T. P. Beach,72 93.Song of the Irish Legion, Jas. De Mille,73 K., N. Y. Tribune,134 164.The Rattlesnake Banner, W. M. W., 135 165.The Southern Malbrook, R. H. Stoddard,135 166.Songs of the Rebels: Southern War-Cry, N. O. Picayune,136 167.Songs of the Rebels:ment, Maine, W. C. Baker,142 178.Good-Bye, Boys, M. A. Dennison,142 179.The Hempen Cravat, R. H. Stoddard,142 180.Songs of the Rebels: Pensacola — To My Son, by M. S., 145 181.Songs of the Rebels:
9. to the men of the North and West. Men of the North and West, Wake in your might, Prepare, as the Rebels have done, For the fight; You cannot shrink from the test, Rise! Men of the North and West! They have torn down your banner of stars; They have trampled the laws; They have stifled the freedom they hate, For no cause! Do you love it, or slavery best? Speak! Men of the North and West. They strike at the life of the State-- Shall the murder be done? They cry, “We are two!” And you? “We are one!” You must meet them, then, breast to breast, On! Men of the North and West! Not with words; they laugh them to scorn, And tears they despise; But with swords in your hands, and death In your eyes! Strike home! leave to God all the rest, Strike! Men of the North and West! R. H. Stoddard. New York, April 17, 1861. --Evening Post, A
38. work to do. by R. H. Stoddard. From the North and the West, That are joined, heart and hand, For the flag of their sires, And the laws of the land, Come forth, ye free men, That are loyal thereto, For Freedom has work For her children to do! Not the work that ye know, That is best for the free, Sowing towns in new lands, Ploughing ships through the sea; Ye are perfect in this-- It is old; but the new-- 'Tis a grim work your sires Left their children to do! Could they speak from their graves, They would shout to their sons: “Leave your ploughs, drop your tools, Run, and shoulder your guns! Ye must march to the South, Ye must cut your way through, Or-leave the stern work For your children to do!” We hear the alarm, Like the lightning it runs, And thousands of freemen Have shouldered their guns; They will fall on the South, They will crush and subdue, Nor leave the sad work For their children to do! For the North and the West, They have taken their stand For the flag that
91. King Cotton. [after Beranger.] by R. H. Stoddard. See this new king who comes apace, And treats us like a conquered race; He comes from Dixey's Land by rail, His throne a ragged cotton-bale. On to the White House straight He's marching — rather late, Clanking along the land, The shackles in his hand. Hats off! hats off! Ye slaves, of curs begotten, Hats off to great King Cotton! White niggers, mudsills, Northern scum, Base hirelings, hear me, and be dumb: What makes this country great and free? 'Tis me, I tell you — only me! Beware, then, of my might, Nor dare dispute my right, Or else you'll find, some day There'll be the devil to pay! Hats off! hats off! Ye slaves, of curs begotten, Hats off to great King Cotton! Dare you dispraise my royal parts, And prate of Freedom, Commerce, Arts? What are they to my pedigree? Why, Adam was an F. F. V.! My arms, (a whip, ye fools, Above a bloodhound, gules!) Declare my house and birth-- The king of kings on earth! Hats off! hats off
165. the Southern Malbrook a song of the Future. by R. H. Stoddard. air--Malbrough s'en va-t-en guerre. Jeff. Davis has gone to battle, Tweedledum, tweedledum, tweedledee; Jeff. Davis has gone to battle, Nor knows when he'll return. He'll return on the first of April, Tweedledum, tweedledum, tweedledee; He'll return on the first of April, Or on the Fourth of July. But the Fourth of July is over, Tweedledum, tweedledum, tweedldee; But the Fourth of July is over, And Davis does not return. Lady Davis calls her Congress, Tweedledum, tweedledum, tweedledee; Lady Davis calls her Congress, And mounts the speaker's chair. She there perceives her nigger, Tweedledum, tweedledum, tweedledee; She there perceives her nigger, As black as the ace of spades. “Nigger, my high-priced nigger, Tweedledum, tweedledum, tweedledee; Nigger, my high-priced nigger, What tidings do you bring?” ”O Gorra, missus, de tidin's, Tweedledum, tweedledum, tweedledee; O Gorra, missus, de tidin's, Dey'll make yer <
179. the hempen cravat. by R. H. Stoddard. The Southern costume — have you heard of it, sirs?-- Is a single shirt-collar, and a big pair of spurs; 'Tis airy for summer, there's no doubt of that, But not half so neat as a hempen cravat. To begin with the collar: suppose a long march In the hot, broiling sun, what becomes of the starch? Why, it wilts down with sweat,--a nasty thing, that, Which is never the case with the hempen cravat! Their spurs may be good till a battle begins, But won't they be likely to scratch their own shins When they come to retreat? for they may come to that, But they cannot retreat with the hempen cravat! Oh, the hempen cravat is an elegant thing! For, once on your neck, it gives you full swing; These hot Southern gentlemen ought to like that, For they all want to swing — in the hempen cravat! 'Tis as cheap as 'tis useful,--a blessing, to-day, When the South, owing millions, has nothing to pay; So, to show our good will, (they've but little of that,) We'll
art, Charles, Com., letter to G. W. Childs, D. 56; Doc. 186 Stewart, A. T., P. 55; his reply to J. P. Sprague, of Memphis, Ten., P. 100 Stiles, J. W., Colonel, Ninth Regiment, N. Y. S. M. Doc. 301 Stockbridge, Mass. D. 35 Stoddard, R. H., poems by, P. 4, 29, 72, 135, 142 Stokes, James H., Capt., Doc. 147 Stone, Charles, Capt., notice of, to organize militia of the District of Columbia, D. 9; notices of, D. 83, 103 Stone, Wm. O., D. 56 Storrs.----, Dr., ofJ. G. Whittier, P. 123 The departure, P. 53 The First Defeat of the rebels, Doc. 59 The flag of Fort Sumter, P. 2 The Gathering, P. 63 The Great Bell Roland, P. 29 The Heavenly Omen, P. 72 The Hempen Cravat, by R. H. Stoddard, P. 142 The Holy war, P. 89 The Illumination of the City of Richmond, P. 36 The Leader, paper in Canada, extract from, D. 51 The Major and his Men, P. 51 The March of the Seventh, by R. S. O., P. 48 The Married V
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, John Greenleaf Whittier, Chapter 13: closing years (search)
rds of cheer and praise, Half doubtful if myself or otherwise. Like him who, in the old Arabian joke, A beggar slept and crowned Caliph woke. Thanks not the less. With not unglad surprise I see my life-work through your partial eyes; Assured, in giving to my home-taught songs A higher value than of right belongs, You do but read between the lines The finer grace of unfulfilled designs. Works, II. 168, 169. Emerson then read with his unique impressiveness Whittier's Ichabod ; Holmes and Stoddard read poems, and speeches were made by Story, Howells, Norton, Warner, and myself. So complete was the success of the enterprise, then rather a novel one in Boston, that it was followed by a similar entertainment on the seventieth birthday of Holmes, with the curious difference that Whittier, a lifelong advocate of the equality of sexes was greeted on this occasion by men only, while the far more conservative Holmes saw before him a brilliant gathering of both men and women. I think it was
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, John Greenleaf Whittier, Index. (search)
Shaw, Col. Robert Gould, 112. Shipley, Thomas, 52. Sigourney, Mrs. L. H., 35; Whittier's letter to, 37, 38. Sims, Thomas, case of, 46. Sisters, the, 145-147. Smalley, George W., 94. Smith, Mary Emerson, the object of Whittier's poem Memo ries, 137, 138. Snow-bound, quoted, 6,8-13. Southampton, England, 4. South Carolina, 60, 115. Stanton, Henry B., 77. Stedman, Edmund C., 185; his opinion of Whittier, 154-157. Sterne, Laurence, 37, 103, 179. Stetson, Mr., 59. Stoddard, R. H., 178. Story, W. W., 178. Stowe, Dr. C. E., 104. Stowe, Harriet Beecher, 104; acquaintance with Whittier, 112. Sumner, Charles, 44, 46, 47, 102, 103; elected to U. S. Senate, 45. Swift, Jonathan, 94, 103. T. Tennyson, Alfred, 36, 142, 152; on Whittier's My Playmate, 141. Thaxter, Mrs., Celia, Whittier at home of, 127, 128, 179. Thayer, Abijah W., 27, 42, 88; tries to publish Whittier's poems, 29; Whittier's letter to, 32, 33; supports Whittier, 41. Thayer, Profes
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 3 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.), Book III (continued) (search)
ere he might write undisturbed, and converse at ease with Boker and Stedman and the rest, and smoke his narghile, and shock the good people of Kennett through his Continental Gemuthlichkeit in the use of liquor; it became also, unfortunately, as Stoddard says, a Napoleonic business for a poet, who, in committing himself to earning a large income, sometimes $18,000 a year, by writing prose, appreciably injured his poetry. And poetry was his passion, his religion, as he says with proud humilityich lasted with some changes of name until 1910. The Galaxy, an illustrated magazine of entertaining reading was published in New York from 1866 to 1878. Among contributors to the first volume were William Dean Howells, Henry James, Stedman, Stoddard, Bayard Taylor, Anthony Trollope, William Winter, Phoebe Cary, and C. G. Leland. As might be inferred from the subtitle, the Galaxy devoted much space to fiction, yet its quality may be indicated by the fact that when it died its subscription l
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