The Scarlet Shadow: A Story of the Great Colorado Conspiracy

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Appeal to Reason, 1907 - 416 halaman
 

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Halaman 195 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Halaman i - I've had my share of pastime, and I've done my share of toil, And life is short - the longest life a span; I care not now to tarry for the corn or for the oil, Or for the wine that maketh glad the heart of man. For good undone and gifts misspent and resolutions vain, Tis somewhat late to trouble. This I know I should live the same life over, if I had to live again; And the chances are I go where most men go.
Halaman 108 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Halaman 64 - Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: This yellow slave Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Make the hoar leprosy ador'd; place thieves, And give them title, knee, and approbation, With senators on the bench...
Halaman 244 - He was a friend, he said, to limited monarchy ; but he never would believe that Providence had sent a few men into the world ready booted and spurred to ride, and millions ready saddled and bridled to be ridden.
Halaman i - In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend ; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due. As men of breeding, sometimes men of wit, T...
Halaman 108 - And when thy sons to fetters are consigned — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom— Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar; for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement...
Halaman 118 - The newspapers ! Sir, they are the most villainous — licentious— abominable — infernal — Not that I ever read them — no — I make it a rule never to look into a newspaper.
Halaman 246 - The people is a beast of muddy brain That knows not its own strength, and therefore stands Loaded with wood and stone; the powerless hands Of a mere child guide it with bit and rein; One kick would be enough to break the chain, But the beast fears, and what the child demands It does, nor its own terror understands; Confused and stupefied by bugbears vain. Most wonderful! With its own hand it ties And gags itself — gives itself death, and war, For pence doled out by kings from its own store.
Halaman 129 - They have driven us to the wall, and now let us rally our forces and face them and fight. "If they attempt to murder Moyer, Haywood and their brothers, a million revolutionists, at least, will meet them with guns.

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