Bob and Alf Taylor: Their Lives and Lectures ; the Story of Senator Robert Love Taylor and Governor Alfred Alexander TaylorMorristown book Company, Incorporated, 1925 - 334 pages |
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Page 157 - Yet Ah, that Spring should vanish with the Rose ! That Youth's sweet-scented manuscript should close! The Nightingale that in the branches sang, Ah whence, and whither flown again, who knows!
Page 165 - You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Page 109 - Landlord, fill the flowing bowl Until it doth run over; For to-night we'll merry, merry be, For to-night we'll merry, merry be, For to-night we'll merry, merry be; And to-morrow we'll get sober.
Page 103 - The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud though childlike form.
Page 55 - God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!
Page 55 - Just to think of it sets me shivering from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.
Page 154 - O ! Where is he we've censured so ! Don't you hear us calling, dear? Back ! come back, and never fear. — • You may wander where you will, Over orchard, field and hill; You may kill the birds, or do Anything that pleases you ! Ah, this empty coat of his ! Every tatter worth a kiss; Every stain as pure instead As the white stars overhead: And the pockets — homes were they Of the little hands that play Now no more — but, absent, thus Beckon us.
Page 140 - ... sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan and what did I see Coming for to carry me home, A band of angels, coming after me, Coming for to carry me home.
Page 120 - ... Bob Taylor could teach any man in the world who would learn how to rule. This "word-painting," just below, was doubtless the final climax of many a stump-speech, and amid the dancing, the devilled eggs and fried chicken, was an outdoor tribute to the abstract qualities of the most abstract art. Music "The spirit of music, like an archangel, presides over mankind and the visible creation. Her afflatus, divinely sweet, divinely powerful, is breathed on every human heart, and inspires every soul...
Page 211 - Lynch is down yander a-tryin' to raise a fuss with me." But every dog has his day. Brother Billy Patterson preached from the door of the mill on the following Sunday. It was his first sermon in that "neck of the woods" and he began his ministrations with a powerful discourse, hurling his anathemas against Satan and sin and every kind of wickedness. He denounced whisky. He branded the bully as a brute and a moral coward, and personated Bert, having witnessed his battle with Adam. This was too much...