Maxioms by Thomas Dunn English
Don't you remember, sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?
Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown;
Who wept with read more
Don't you remember, sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?
Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown;
Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile,
And trembl'd with fear at your frown!
O that a soldier so glorious, ever victorious in fight,
Passed from a daylight of honor into the terrible read more
O that a soldier so glorious, ever victorious in fight,
Passed from a daylight of honor into the terrible night;
Fell as the mighty archangel, ere the earth glowed in space,
fell--
Fell from the patriot's heaven down to the loyalist's hell!
Ambition is the germ from which all growth of nobleness proceeds.
Ambition is the germ from which all growth of nobleness proceeds.
