Oh, young Lochinvar is come out of the West,-- Through all the wide Border his steed was the best,... And, save his good broadsword, he weapon had none,-- He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds,... That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire, and through their play flames Each battle sees the other's umbered face. Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents The armorers accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, th' ear-piercing fife,... The royal banner and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The savage soul of game is up at once-- The pack full-opening various, the shrill horn... Resounded from the hills, the neighing steed Wild for the chase, and the loud hunter's shout-- O'er a weak, harmless, flying creature, all Mixed in mad tumult and discordant joy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Nearer yet to town, you come to ... ground famous for the pranks of a demon not distinctly named in old mythology, who has acted a... prominent and astounding part in our New England life, and deserves, as much as any mythological character, to have his biography written one day; who comes first in the guise of a friend or hired man, and then robs and murders the whole family,--ââ¬âew-England Rum. But history must not yet tell the tragedies enacted here; let time intervene in some measure to assuage and lend an azure tint to them. Here the most indistinct and dubious tradition says that once a tavern stood; the well the same, which tempered the traveller's beverage and refreshed his steed. Here then men saluted one another, and heard and told the news, and went their ways again.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am less affected by their heroism who stood up for half an hour in the front line at Buena Vista, than by the steady and cheerfu...l valor of the men who inhabit the snow-plow for their winter quarters; who have not merely the three-o'-clock-in-the-morning courage, which Bonaparte thought was the rarest, but whose courage does not go to rest so early, who go to sleep only when the storm sleeps or the sinews of their iron steed are frozen.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Lord Lovel he stood at his castle gate A-combing his milk-white steed,... When along came Lady Nancy Bell A-wishing her lover good speed, speed, speed,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »