THOU Gracious Power, whose mercy lends
The light of home, the smile of friends,
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WHAT makes the Healing Art divine?
The bitter drug we buy and sell,
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FLASH out a stream of blood-red wine,
For I would drink to other days,
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IT is a pity and a shame--alas! alas! I know it is,
To tread the trodden grapes again, but so it has been,
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"How many have gone?" was the question of old
Ere Time our bright ring of its jewels bereft;
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THIRTY-SIXTH VARIATION
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I STOOD On Sarum's treeless plain,
The waste that careless Nature owns;
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O MY lost beauty!--hast thou folded quite
Thy wings of morning light
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A PROLOGUE? Well, of course the ladies know,--
I have my doubts. No matter,--here we go!
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ASTRONOMER, MATHEMATICIAN. 1809-1890
FOR him the Architect of all
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OR, THE PRESIDENT'S OLD ARM-CHAIR
A MATHEMATICAL STORY
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WITH SLIGHT ALTERATIONS BY A TEETOTALER--(...)
COME! fill a fresh bumper, for why should we go
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HE sleeps not here; in hope and prayer
His wandering flock had gone before,
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HIS TEMPTATION
No fear lest praise should make us proud!
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AUTOCRAT-PROFESSOR-POET
AT A BOOKSTORE
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READER--gentle--if so be
Such still live, and live for me,
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AN APPEAL
LISTEN, young heroes! your country is calling!
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ONE country! Treason's writhing asp
Struck madly at her girdle's clasp,
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LAND where the banners wave last in the sun,
Blazoned with star-clusters, many in one,
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"DUNDEE"
FATHER of Mercies, Heavenly Friend,
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MUSIC HALL, DECEMBER 6, 1871
Sung to the Russian national air by the children of the public schools.
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DECEMBER 9, 1871
ONE word to the guest we have gathered to greet!
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AUGUST 21, 1868
BROTHERS, whom we may not reach
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AUGUST 2, 1872
WE welcome you, Lords of the Land of the Sun!
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BEFORE HIS DEPARTURE FOR EUROPE, MAY 27, 1868
OUR Poet, who has taught the Western breeze
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FOR HIS "JUBILAEUM" AT BERLIN, NOVEMBER 5, 1868
THOU who hast taught the teachers of mankind
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"OUR FIRST CITIZEN"
WINTER'S cold drift lies glistening o'er his breast;
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TERCENTENNIAL CELEBRATION
APRIL 23, 1864
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No mystic charm, no mortal art,
Can bid our loved companions stay;
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CENTENNIAL CELEBRATION, SEPTEMBER 14, 1869
BONAPARTE, AUGUST 15, 1769.-HUMBOLDT, SEPTEMBER 14, 1769
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