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Selections from Battle-Pieces and Aspects of the War - Herman Melville · Rediscover the Classics - Fiction You’ll Love

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  Speaker 1: The Portent by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 1: by John Bryan at Clark University, recorded October of twenty twelve,
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  Speaker 1: WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed u slash M e n
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  Speaker 1: e U m a n slash LibriVox. Hanging from the beam,
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  Speaker 1: slowly swaying, such the law gaunt the shadow on your
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  Speaker 1: green Shenandoah. The cut is on the crown, lo John Brown,
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  Speaker 1: and the stabs shall heal no more. Hidden in the
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  Speaker 1: cap is the anguish nun can draw. So your future
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  Speaker 1: veils its face, Shenandoah, But the streaming beard is shown
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  Speaker 1: weird John Brown, the meteor of the war, end of poem.
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  Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Misgivings by her Rman Melville read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 2: by Laura Matthew at Clark University, recorded October of twenty twelve,
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  Speaker 2: WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed u slash M e n
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  Speaker 2: e U m A n slash LibriVox. When ocean clouds
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  Speaker 2: over inland hills sweeps storming in late autumn, brown and horror,
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  Speaker 2: the sodden valley fills, and the spire falls crashing in
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  Speaker 2: the town. I muse upon my country's ills, the tempest
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  Speaker 2: bursting from the waste of time on the world's fairest
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  Speaker 2: hope linked with man's foulest crime. Nature's dark side is
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  Speaker 2: heated now a optimus cheer, disheartened flown, a child may
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  Speaker 2: read the moody brow of yon black mountain alone with shouts.
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  Speaker 2: The torrents down the gorgeous go and storms are formed.
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  Speaker 2: Behind the storm we feel the hemlock shakes in the rafter,
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  Speaker 2: the oak in the driving keel end of palm. This
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  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: The Conflict of Convictions by Hermann Melville read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 3: dot org by Jason de Martini at Clark University, recorded
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  Speaker 3: October of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu. Slash
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  Speaker 3: m e N e U M A N slash LibriVox.
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  Speaker 3: On Starry Heights, a bugle waiales the long recall derision,
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  Speaker 3: stirs the deep abyss, Heaven's ominous silence, overall return return
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  Speaker 3: no eager hope, and face Man's latter fall. Events they
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  Speaker 3: make the dreamers quail. Satan's old age is strong in
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  Speaker 3: hal a disciplined captain gray in skill, and raphael a
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  Speaker 3: white enthusiast, still dashed, aims at which Christ's martyrs pale,
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  Speaker 3: shall Mammon's slaves fulfill, dismantle the fort, cut down the fleet,
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  Speaker 3: battle no more shall be, while the fields for fight
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  Speaker 3: and eons to come congeal beneath the sea. The terrors
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  Speaker 3: of truth and dart of death to faith alike are vain.
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  Speaker 3: Though comets gone a thousand years return again. Patient, she stands,
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  Speaker 3: she can no more, and waits nor heeds. She waxes
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  Speaker 3: hoar at a stony gate, a statue of stone weed overgrown, long,
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  Speaker 3: twill weight. But God, his former mind, retains, confirms his
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  Speaker 3: old decree. The generations are inured to pains and strong
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  Speaker 3: necessity surges and heaps time strand with wrex. The people
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  Speaker 3: spread like a weedy grass. The thing they will they
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  Speaker 3: bring to pass and prosper to the apopolex they routed
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  Speaker 3: herds around the heart. The ghost is yielded in the gloom.
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  Speaker 3: Kings wag their heads. Now save thyself, who wouldst rebuild
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  Speaker 3: the world In bloom tide mark and top of the
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  Speaker 3: age's strife verge, where they call the world to come
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  Speaker 3: the last advance of life ha ha. The rust on
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  Speaker 3: the iron dome. Nay, but revere the hit event in
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  Speaker 3: the cloud, a sword is girded on. I mark a
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  Speaker 3: twinkling in the tent of Michael the Warrior. One senior
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  Speaker 3: wisdom suits not now. The light is on the youthful
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  Speaker 3: brow Aye in caves the minor sea. His forehead bears
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  Speaker 3: a blinking light darkness. So he feebly braves meager white.
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  Speaker 3: But he who rules is old is old. Ah. Faith
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  Speaker 3: is warm, but heaven with age is cold.
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  Speaker 4: Ho Ho, ho ho.
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  Speaker 3: The cloistered doubt of olden times is blurted out. The
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  Speaker 3: ancient of days forever is young forever. The scheme of
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  Speaker 3: nature thrives. I know a wind in purpose strong it
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  Speaker 3: spins against the way it drives. What if the gulfs,
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  Speaker 3: their slimed foundations, bear so deep, must the stones be
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  Speaker 3: hurled whereon the throes of age is rare? The final
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  Speaker 3: empire and the happier world, the poor old past, the
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  Speaker 3: future slave. She drudged through pain and crime to bring
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  Speaker 3: about the blissful prime, then perished. There's a grave power
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  Speaker 3: unanointed may come dominion unsought by the free, and the
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  Speaker 3: iron dome stronger for stress and strain, fling her huge
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  Speaker 3: shadow athwart the main. But the founder's dream shall flee.
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  Speaker 3: Age after age shall be as age after age has
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  Speaker 3: been from man's changeless heart. Their way they win, and
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  Speaker 3: death be busy with all who strive death with silent
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  Speaker 3: negative yea and nay. Each hath his say, But God
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  Speaker 3: he keeps the middle way. None was by when he
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  Speaker 3: spread the sky. Wisdom is vain and prophecy. End of poem.
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  Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 5: Apathy and Enthusiasm by Herman Melville read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 5: org by Sasha Khan at Clark University, recorded October of
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  Speaker 5: twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLERKU dot ed u slash me
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  Speaker 5: e n e U m a n slash LibriVox. Oh,
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  Speaker 5: the clammy cold November, and the winter white and dead,
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  Speaker 5: and the terror dumb with stupor, and the sky a
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  Speaker 5: sheet of lead, and events that came resounding with the
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  Speaker 5: cry that all was lost, like the thunder cracks of
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  Speaker 5: massy ice, in intensity of frost, bursting one upon another,
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  Speaker 5: through the horror of the calm, the paralysis of arm,
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  Speaker 5: in the anguish of the heart, and the holiness and earth,
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  Speaker 5: the appealings of the mother to brother, and to brother
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  Speaker 5: not in hatred, so to part, and the fissure in
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  Speaker 5: the hearth growing momently more wide than the gl glances
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  Speaker 5: between the fates, and the doubt on every side, and
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  Speaker 5: the patience under gloom in the stoniness that waits the
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  Speaker 5: finality of doom. So the winter died despairing, and the
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  Speaker 5: weary weeks of lent, and the ice bound rivers melted,
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  Speaker 5: and the tomb of faith was rent. Oh, the rising
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  Speaker 5: of the people came with springing of the grass. They
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  Speaker 5: rebounded from dejection after Easter came to pass, and the
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  Speaker 5: young were all elation, hearing Sumter's cannon roar, And they thought,
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  Speaker 5: how tame the nation in the age that went before?
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  Speaker 5: And Michael seemed gigantical, the arch fiend, but a dwarf.
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  Speaker 5: And at the towers of Arrebus our striplings flung the
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  Speaker 5: scoff But the elders, with foreboding, mourned the days forever ore,
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  Speaker 5: and recalled the forest proverb. The Iroquois old saw grief
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  Speaker 5: to every graybeard when young Indians lead the war end
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  Speaker 5: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 6: The March into Virginia, ending in the first Manassas July
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  Speaker 6: eighteen sixty one by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 6: org by Sam Heresca at Clark University, recorded October of
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  Speaker 6: twenty twelve, WordPress dot clarku dot edu slash me e
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  Speaker 6: N e U m A N slash LibriVox. Did all
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  Speaker 6: the lets and bars appear to every just or larger end?
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  Speaker 6: Whence should come the trust in cheer youth must its
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  Speaker 6: ignorant impulse lend h finds place in the rear. All
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  Speaker 6: wars are boyish and are fought by boys. The champions
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  Speaker 6: and enthusiasts of the state turbot, the ardors and vainjoys,
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  Speaker 6: not barrenly a bait stimulants to the paramature preparatives of Fate,
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  Speaker 6: who here forecast of the event, what heart but burns
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  Speaker 6: at precedent, and warnings of the wise contemned foreclosures of surprise,
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  Speaker 6: the banner's play, the bugles call the air is blue
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  Speaker 6: and prodigal. No burying party pleasure wooed. No picnic party
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  Speaker 6: in the may ever went less sloth than they into
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  Speaker 6: that leafy neighborhood. Embochically, they file toward fate. Molochs uninitiate
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  Speaker 6: expectancy in glad surmise of battle's unknown mysteries. All they
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  Speaker 6: feel is this tis glory are rapture, sharp, though transitory,
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  Speaker 6: yet lasting in belaureled story. So they gayly go to fight,
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  Speaker 6: chatting left and laughing right. But some who this blithe
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  Speaker 6: mood present as on in lightsome files, they fare shall die,
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  Speaker 6: experience earth three days or sis spent, perish, enlightened by
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  Speaker 6: the volley glare or shame, survive and like to adamant
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  Speaker 6: the throw of second Manassa's share.
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  Speaker 7: And of poem.
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  Speaker 6: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 4: Lion by Herman Melville. Readprolibybox dot org by Daniel Padea
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  Speaker 4: at Clark University, recorded on October twenty twelve, WordPress dot
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  Speaker 4: clark u dot edu, slash m e n e U
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  Speaker 4: m A and slash libery box. Some hearts there are
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  Speaker 4: of deeper sort, prophetic sad which shed for cause or
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  Speaker 4: trebly clad known death. They fly on this wizard heart
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  Speaker 4: and heart evoke at Lion. They are more than twenty
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  Speaker 4: thousand strong, we less than five, too few with such
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  Speaker 4: a host to strive such council fly on tis bat
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  Speaker 4: or this shame at fernstead Lion for help. At need
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  Speaker 4: in vain, we will retreat or fight. Retreat the foe
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  Speaker 4: would take for flight, and each proud scion feel more late.
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  Speaker 4: The end must come, said Lion. By candlelight, he wrote
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  Speaker 4: the will and leftsolf to her, from whom twas not
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  Speaker 4: enough to fall. Loud nde Orion. Without the tent drum's beat,
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  Speaker 4: we march with Lion. The night tramp done. We spied
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  Speaker 4: the veil with guard fire slit they broke, but drooping
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  Speaker 4: clouds make gloom of it. A field to die on
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  Speaker 4: prestage his unfaltering heart, brave Lion. We fought on the grass,
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  Speaker 4: we butt in the corn. Fate seemed malign his horse.
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  Speaker 4: The leader led along the lion, star browed Orion bitterly, fearless,
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  Speaker 4: he rallied us There, brave Lion. There came a sound
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  Speaker 4: like the slitning of air by a swift sharp sword.
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  Speaker 4: A rush at the sound, and the sleek just broad
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  Speaker 4: of black Orion heaved and was fixed. The dead man
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  Speaker 4: waved towards Lion. General, Y're hurt this lead of balls.
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  Speaker 4: He seemed half spent with moody and bloody brow. He
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  Speaker 4: lowly bent the field to die on, but not not yet.
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  Speaker 4: The day is long weath Lion for a time be charmed.
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  Speaker 4: There fell a lull in the heart of the fight.
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  Speaker 4: The tree tops nod, the slain sleep, light wore noon winds,
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  Speaker 4: sigh on, and thoughts which he never spake. Had Lion,
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  Speaker 4: Texans and Indians trimmed for a charge. Stand ready, men,
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  Speaker 4: Let them come close, right up, And then after they
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  Speaker 4: lead the iron fire and charged back. So strength returned
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  Speaker 4: to Lion. The Iowa men who held the van half grilled,
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  Speaker 4: were new to battle. Some one lead us, then will
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  Speaker 4: do said corporal Tryon, Men, I will lead, And a
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  Speaker 4: light glared in Lion. On they came, They yelled and fired.
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  Speaker 4: His spirit sped. We leveled right in, and the half
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  Speaker 4: breeds fled, nor stayed the iron, nor captured the crimson
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  Speaker 4: corse of Lion. The seer foresaw his soldier doom, yet
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  Speaker 4: willed the fight. He never turned. His only flight was
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  Speaker 4: up to Ion. We're proposed now in Narmi's Greek Brave
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  Speaker 4: Lion end of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 8: Ball's Bluff by Herman Melville read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 8: by Claire Tierney at Clark University, recorded October of twenty twelve,
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  Speaker 8: WordPress dot clerku dot edu slash m e N e
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  Speaker 8: U m A N slash LibriVox. One noonday, at my
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  Speaker 8: window in the town, I saw a sight saddest that
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  Speaker 8: I can see. Young soldiers marching lustily into the wars
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  Speaker 8: with fifes and flags and mottoed pageantry, while all the porches,
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  Speaker 8: walks and doors were rich with ladies cheering royally. They
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  Speaker 8: moved like juny morning on the wave. Their hearts were
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  Speaker 8: fresh as clover in its prime. It was the breezy summertime.
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  Speaker 8: Life throbbed so strong. How should they dream that death,
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  Speaker 8: in a rosy climb would come to thin their shining
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  Speaker 8: throng youth feels immortal like the gods. Sublime weeks passed,
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  Speaker 8: and at my window, leaving bed by night, I mused
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  Speaker 8: of easvil sleep bereft on those brave boys, ah war
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  Speaker 8: thy theft. Some marching feet found pause at last by
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  Speaker 8: Cliff's potomaccleth wakeful, I mused, while in the street far
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  Speaker 8: footfalls died away till none were left.
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  Speaker 9: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 10: DuPont's Round Fight by Herman Melville read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 10: org by Eli Goldman at Clark University, recorded October of
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  Speaker 10: twenty twelve, WordPress dot, CLARKU dot edu slash M E
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  Speaker 10: N e U M A M slash LibriVox. In time
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  Speaker 10: and measure, perfect moves, all art whose aim is sure
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  Speaker 10: evolving rhyme and stars divine have rules, and they endure
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  Speaker 10: nor less. The fleet that warred for right and warring
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  Speaker 10: so prevailed in geometric beauty curved and in an orbit sailed.
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  Speaker 10: The rebel at Parroyal felt the unity over all and
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  Speaker 10: rude the spell a type was here and victory of law.
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  Speaker 10: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 7: The stone Fleet by Herman Melville read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 7: org by Andrew Doyg at Clark University, recorded October of
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  Speaker 7: twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot E d U slash
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  Speaker 7: I have a feeling for those ships, each worn and
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  Speaker 7: ancient one with great bluff bows and broad in the beam.
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  Speaker 8: Ay.
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  Speaker 7: It was an unkindly done, but so they served the obsolete.
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  Speaker 7: Even so Stone Fleet, You'll say I'm doting do but
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  Speaker 7: think I scudded round the horn in one the teneddose
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  Speaker 7: a glorious good old craft as ever run sunk. How
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  Speaker 7: all un meet with the old stone Fleet in India's
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  Speaker 7: ship of fame was she spices and shawls and fans.
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  Speaker 7: She bore a whaler. When her wrinkles came turned off,
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  Speaker 7: till spent in poor, her bones were sold a sheet
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  Speaker 7: ah stone Fleet. Four were erst patrician keels. Names attest
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  Speaker 7: what families be the Kensington and Richmond too, Leonidas and Lee.
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  Speaker 7: But now they have their seat with the old stone Fleet.
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  Speaker 7: To scuttle them a pirate deed sack them and dismissed.
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  Speaker 7: They sunk so slow, they died so hard, but gurgling
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  Speaker 7: dropped at last. Their ghosts and gales repeat, woees us
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  Speaker 7: stone Fleet and alf for nought. The waters pass, currents
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  Speaker 7: will have their way. Nature is nobody's ally tis well,
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  Speaker 7: The harbor is bettered, will stay a failure and complete?
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  Speaker 7: Was your old stone Fleet. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 7: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 11: Donelson by Herman Melville, read for Libervox dot Org by
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  Speaker 11: Katie Bogan, Nick Rovnak, Daniel Padilla Claire Tierney and Jeff
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  Speaker 11: Medoff at Clark University, recorded October of twenty twelve, WordPress
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  Speaker 11: dot Clark us do edu slash m E N e
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  Speaker 11: U M A N slash LibriVox. The bitter cup of
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  Speaker 11: that hard countermand which gave the envoys up still was
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  Speaker 11: wormwood in the mouth, and clouds involved the land when
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  Speaker 11: pelted by sleet in the icy street about the bulletin board,
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  Speaker 11: a band of eager, anxious people met, and every wakeful
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  Speaker 11: heart was set on latest news from west or south.
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  Speaker 11: No seeing here, cries one.
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  Speaker 12: Don't crowd you tall men. Pray you read aloud.
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  Speaker 13: Important. We learned that General Grant marching from Henry overland
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  Speaker 13: and joined by a force up the Cumberland scent some
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  Speaker 13: thirty thousand the command on Wednesday, a good position one
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  Speaker 13: began the siege of Donaldson. The stronghold crowns of River Bluff,
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  Speaker 13: a good broad mile of leveled top. Inland. The ground
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  Speaker 13: rolls off, deep, gorged and rocky, and broken up a
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  Speaker 13: wilderness of trees and brush. The spaded summit shows the
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  Speaker 13: roots of fixed intrenchments in their hush breastworks and rifle
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  Speaker 13: pits in woods perplex the base. The welcome weather is
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  Speaker 13: clear and mild. Tis much like may. The ancient boughs
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  Speaker 13: that lace together along the stream and hang far forth,
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  Speaker 13: strange with green miscetoe, betray a dreamy contrast. To the north,
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  Speaker 13: our troops are full of spirits, say the siege won't
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  Speaker 13: prove a creeping one. They purpose not the lingering stay
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  Speaker 13: of old Belgras not that way, but full of vim
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  Speaker 13: from Western Prairie's one. They'll make ere long a dash
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  Speaker 13: at Donelson, washed by the storm.
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  Speaker 11: Till the paper grew every shade of a streaky blue.
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  Speaker 11: That bulletin stood the next day, brought.
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  Speaker 13: A second later from the fort. Grant's investment is complete,
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  Speaker 13: a semicircular one. Both wings the Cumberland's margin meat, then backward,
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  Speaker 13: curving clasped the rebel seat. On Wednesday, this good work
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  Speaker 13: was done, but of the doers some lie prone. Each wood,
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  Speaker 13: each hill, each glen was fought for the bold enclosing line.
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  Speaker 13: We wrought for flame with sharp shooters. Each cliff cost
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  Speaker 13: a limb or life. But back we forced reserves, and
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  Speaker 13: all made good our hold, and so we rest. Events unfold.
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  Speaker 13: On Thursday, added ground was won, a long, bold, steep
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  Speaker 13: we near the den. Later the foe came shouting down
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  Speaker 13: and sortie, which was quelled, and then we stormed them
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  Speaker 13: on their left. A chilly change in the afternoon, the
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  Speaker 13: sky lay clear, is now bereft of sun. Last night
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  Speaker 13: the ground froze. Hard rings to the enemy as they
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  Speaker 13: run within their works. A ramrod bites the lip. It
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  Speaker 13: meets the cold in sights. The swinging of arms with
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  Speaker 13: brisk rebound. Smart blows against lusty chests resound along the
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  Speaker 13: outer line. We ward A crackle of skirmishing goes on.
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  Speaker 13: Our lads creep round on hand and knee. They fight
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  Speaker 13: from behind each trunken stone, and sometimes flying from refuge,
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  Speaker 13: one finds tis an enemy shares the tree. Some scores
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  Speaker 13: are made by bows shot off in the glades by
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  Speaker 13: the fort's big gun. We mourn the loss of Colonel Morrison,
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  Speaker 13: killed while cheering his regiment on their far Sharpshooters try
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  Speaker 13: our stuff, and ours return them. Puff for puff tis
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  Speaker 13: diamond cutting, diamond work. Woe on the rebel cannoneer who
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  Speaker 13: shows his head. Our fellows lurk like indians that way
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  Speaker 13: lay the deer by the wild salt spring. The sky
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  Speaker 13: is done for dooming. The fall of donalson stern weather
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  Speaker 13: is all un wanton. Here the people of the country on.
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  Speaker 4: We brought it.
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  Speaker 13: Yea, the earnest north has elementally issued forth to storm
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  Speaker 13: this Donaldson. Further, a yelling rout of ragamuffins broke profuse
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  Speaker 13: to day from out the fort. Sole uniform. They wore
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  Speaker 13: a sort of patch or white badge as you choose,
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  Speaker 13: upon the arm. But leading these or mingling were men
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  Speaker 13: of face and bearing of patrician race, splendid in courage
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  Speaker 13: and gold lace. The officers, before the breeze made by
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  Speaker 13: their charge down went our line, but rallying, charged back
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  Speaker 13: in force and broke the sally, yet with loss, this
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  Speaker 13: on the left. Upon the right. Meanwhile there was an
• 23:33
  Speaker 13: answering fight assailant and assailed reversed the charge too upward
• 23:38
  Speaker 13: and not down, up a steep ridge side towards its crown,
• 23:42
  Speaker 13: a strong redoubt. But they who first gained the fort's
• 23:45
  Speaker 13: base and marked the trees felled, heaped in horned perplexities,
• 23:50
  Speaker 13: and shagged with brush and swarming their fierce wasps, whose
• 23:54
  Speaker 13: sting was present death. They faltered, drawing bated breath, and
• 23:58
  Speaker 13: felt it was in vain to dare, yet still Purfous
• 24:04
  Speaker 13: returned the ball, firing into the tangled wall till orders
• 24:07
  Speaker 13: to come down. They came, but left some comrades in
• 24:11
  Speaker 13: their frame. Read on the ridge in icy wreath and
• 24:15
  Speaker 13: hanging gardens of cold death, but not quite unavenged. These
• 24:20
  Speaker 13: fell our ranks one side of range. A blast of
• 24:23
  Speaker 13: shapnel and quick shell burst on the rebel horde, still masts,
• 24:27
  Speaker 13: scattering them pell mell this fight, judging what we read
• 24:31
  Speaker 13: both charge and counter charge, would seem but thursdays told
• 24:34
  Speaker 13: at large before in brief reported d night closed in
• 24:40
  Speaker 13: and about the den, murky and lowering ere long chill rains,
• 24:45
  Speaker 13: a night not soon to be forgot, reviving old rheumatic pains,
• 24:49
  Speaker 13: and longing for a cot. No blankets overcoats or tents,
• 24:54
  Speaker 13: coats thrown aside on the warm march. Here we looked,
• 24:57
  Speaker 13: not then for changeful cheer ten its coats and blankets,
• 25:01
  Speaker 13: too much care, no fires, a fire, a mark presents nearby.
• 25:06
  Speaker 13: The trees show bullet dense rations were eating cold and raw,
• 25:11
  Speaker 13: the men well soaked, come snow and more. A midnight sally,
• 25:15
  Speaker 13: small sleeping done, but such as war no matter we'll
• 25:20
  Speaker 13: have fort Donaldson.
• 25:22
  Speaker 12: Uugh twill drag along, drag along, grawled.
• 25:25
  Speaker 11: Across Patriot and the throng. His battered umbrella like an
• 25:28
  Speaker 11: ambulance cover, riddled with bullet holes spattered all over.
• 25:32
  Speaker 2: Hurrah for Grant, cried.
• 25:33
  Speaker 11: A stripling shrill. Three urchins joined him with a will,
• 25:37
  Speaker 11: and some of taller stature cheered meantime a copper head passed.
• 25:41
  Speaker 12: He sneered win or lose?
• 25:43
  Speaker 4: He pausing, said, caps fly the same, all boys, mere boys,
• 25:48
  Speaker 4: anything to make a noise, like to see the list
• 25:50
  Speaker 4: of the dead. These craven stothners hold out. Aye, aye,
• 25:54
  Speaker 4: they'll give you many about we'll beat in the end, sir.
• 25:57
  Speaker 11: Firmly said one, and staid rebuke a solid merchant, square
• 26:01
  Speaker 11: and stout.
• 26:02
  Speaker 4: And do you think it that? Wait?
• 26:04
  Speaker 11: Ten, sir asked the lean copperhead, with a look of
• 26:07
  Speaker 11: splenetic pity. Yes, I do, his yellow death's head. The
• 26:10
  Speaker 11: croaker shook.
• 26:12
  Speaker 4: The country's ruin that I know.
• 26:14
  Speaker 11: A shower of broken ice and snow in lieu of
• 26:17
  Speaker 11: words confuted him. They saw him hustled round the corner,
• 26:20
  Speaker 11: go and each bystander said, well suited him. Next day,
• 26:25
  Speaker 11: another crowd was seen in the dark weather's sleety spleen
• 26:29
  Speaker 11: bald headed to the storm. Came out a man who
• 26:32
  Speaker 11: made a joyous shout, silently posted this brief sheet, glorious
• 26:37
  Speaker 11: victory of the fleet, Friday's great event. The enemy's water
• 26:42
  Speaker 11: batteries beat. We silenced every gun. The old Commodore's compliments
• 26:47
  Speaker 11: sent plump into Donaldson. Well, well go on, exclaimed the
• 26:51
  Speaker 11: crowd to him, who thus much read aloud.
• 26:54
  Speaker 14: That's all he said, what.
• 26:56
  Speaker 12: Nothing more enough for it? Cheer though, hip hurrah.
• 27:00
  Speaker 4: But there's old Baldi come again.
• 27:02
  Speaker 11: More news, and now a different strain.
• 27:05
  Speaker 13: Our own reporter a dispatch compiles as best he may
• 27:08
  Speaker 13: from varied sources. Large reinforcements have arrived, munitions, men and
• 27:13
  Speaker 13: horses for grant, and all debarked with stores. The enemy's
• 27:17
  Speaker 13: field works extend six miles. The gates still hid so
• 27:21
  Speaker 13: well contrived yesterday stung us frozen shore as snow clad,
• 27:26
  Speaker 13: and through their drear defiles and over the desolate ridges
• 27:29
  Speaker 13: blew a lapland wind. The main affair was a good
• 27:33
  Speaker 13: two hours steady fight between our guns and the fort.
• 27:36
  Speaker 13: The Lewisville's wheel was smashed outright A hundred and twenty
• 27:40
  Speaker 13: eight pound ball came planet like through a starboard port,
• 27:43
  Speaker 13: killing three men and wounding all the rest of that
• 27:46
  Speaker 13: gun's crew. The captain of the gun was cutting two
• 27:50
  Speaker 13: The splintering and ripping went nothing could be its continent
• 27:54
  Speaker 13: in the narrow stream. The Louisville unhelm grew lawless, swung around,
• 27:59
  Speaker 13: and would have thumped and drifted till all the fleet
• 28:02
  Speaker 13: was driven and ground. But for the timely order to
• 28:04
  Speaker 13: retire some damage from our fire, tis thought was done
• 28:09
  Speaker 13: the water batteries of the fort. Little else took place
• 28:13
  Speaker 13: that day except the field artilleryan lion would now and
• 28:16
  Speaker 13: then for love, they say, exchange of Valentine. The old
• 28:20
  Speaker 13: sharp shooting going on some plan a foot as yet unknown.
• 28:24
  Speaker 13: So Friday closed round Donelson later great suffering through the night,
• 28:30
  Speaker 13: a stinging one. Our heedless boys were nipped like blossoms.
• 28:35
  Speaker 13: Some dozen hapless wounded men were frozen during day, being
• 28:39
  Speaker 13: struck down out of sight and help cries round in
• 28:42
  Speaker 13: roaring noise. They were left just where the skirmish shifted,
• 28:46
  Speaker 13: left in dense underbrush, now drifted, some seeking to crawl
• 28:50
  Speaker 13: in crippled plight, so stiffened, perished, yet in spite of pangs.
• 28:55
  Speaker 13: For these no heart is lost, hungry and clothing stiff
• 28:59
  Speaker 13: with frost. Our men declare, and nearing sun shall see
• 29:02
  Speaker 13: the fall of Donalson. And this they say, yet not disown.
• 29:07
  Speaker 13: The dark redoubts round Donaldson and Iicle's corpses, each a
• 29:11
  Speaker 13: stone a sacrifice to Donaldson. They swear it and swerve,
• 29:16
  Speaker 13: not gazing on a flag deemed black, frying from Donaldson.
• 29:20
  Speaker 13: Some of the wounded in the woods were cared for
• 29:22
  Speaker 13: by the foe last night, though he could do them
• 29:25
  Speaker 13: little needed good himself, being all in shivering plight. The
• 29:29
  Speaker 13: rebel's wrong but human. Yet he's got a heart, and
• 29:32
  Speaker 13: thrust a bay in it. He gives his battle with
• 29:34
  Speaker 13: wondrous will. The bluffs of perverted Bunker's.
• 29:37
  Speaker 11: Hill, the stillness stealing through the throng, the silent thought
• 29:42
  Speaker 11: and dismal fear revealed. They turned and went, musing on
• 29:46
  Speaker 11: right and wrong, and mysteries dimly sealed, breasting the storm
• 29:50
  Speaker 11: and daring discontent, the storm whose black flags showed in heaven,
• 29:54
  Speaker 11: as if to say no quarter there was given to
• 29:56
  Speaker 11: wounded men in wood or true hearts yearning for the good,
• 30:00
  Speaker 11: All fatherless seemed the human soul, but next day brought
• 30:04
  Speaker 11: a bitterer bowl on the bulletin board.
• 30:06
  Speaker 13: This stood Saturday morning at three A m astir within
• 30:11
  Speaker 13: the fort betrayed that the rebels were getting under arms.
• 30:14
  Speaker 13: Some plot these early bird had said laid, but a
• 30:17
  Speaker 13: lancing sleet cut him, who stared into the storm. After
• 30:20
  Speaker 13: some vague alarms, which left our lads unscared out sallied
• 30:24
  Speaker 13: the enemy at dim of dawn with cavalry and artillery,
• 30:28
  Speaker 13: and went in fury at our environment under cover of
• 30:31
  Speaker 13: shot and shell. Three columns of infantry rolled on, vomited
• 30:35
  Speaker 13: out of Donelson, rolled down the slopes like rivers of hell,
• 30:39
  Speaker 13: surged at our line and swelled and poured like breaking surf,
• 30:44
  Speaker 13: but unsubmerged our men stood up, except where roared the
• 30:47
  Speaker 13: enemy through one gap. We urged our all of manhood
• 30:51
  Speaker 13: to the stress, but still show shattered in our desperateness.
• 30:55
  Speaker 13: Back set the tide, but soon afresh rolled in, and
• 30:59
  Speaker 13: so its weighed from side to side, far batteries joining
• 31:02
  Speaker 13: in the din, though sharing in another fray, till all
• 31:06
  Speaker 13: became an Indian fight, intricate, dusky, stretching far away, yet
• 31:10
  Speaker 13: not without spontaneous plan However, tangled showed the plight duels
• 31:15
  Speaker 13: all over between man and man, duels on cliff side
• 31:18
  Speaker 13: and down in ravine, duels at long range, and bone
• 31:21
  Speaker 13: to bone duels everywhere, fitting and half unseen only by
• 31:26
  Speaker 13: courage good as their own, and strength outlasting theirs. Did
• 31:30
  Speaker 13: our boys at last drive the rebels off. Yet they
• 31:32
  Speaker 13: went not back to their distant layers in stronghold, but
• 31:35
  Speaker 13: loud in scoff maintained themselves on conquered ground, uplands, built works,
• 31:41
  Speaker 13: or stalked around our right wing bore. This onset noon
• 31:45
  Speaker 13: brought calm to Donaldson.
• 31:47
  Speaker 11: The reader ceased. The storm beat hard twas day, but
• 31:52
  Speaker 11: the office gas was lit. Nature retained her sulking fit
• 31:56
  Speaker 11: in her hand. The shard flitting faces took the hue
• 32:00
  Speaker 11: that washed bulletin board in view, and seemed to bear
• 32:03
  Speaker 11: the public grief as private and uncertain of relief. Yea
• 32:08
  Speaker 11: many an earnest heart was won as broodingly he plodded
• 32:11
  Speaker 11: on to find in himself some bitter thing, some hardness
• 32:15
  Speaker 11: in his lot, as harrowing as Donelson. That night, the
• 32:19
  Speaker 11: board stood barren, there oft, eyed by wistful people passing
• 32:24
  Speaker 11: whom nothing saw but the rain beads chasing each other
• 32:26
  Speaker 11: down the Wayford Square as down some storm beat Graveyard Stone.
• 32:31
  Speaker 11: But next day showed more news last night story of
• 32:35
  Speaker 11: Saturday afternoon vicissitudes of the war.
• 32:40
  Speaker 13: The damaged gunboats can't wage fight for days, so says
• 32:43
  Speaker 13: the commodore. Thus no diversion can be had. Under a
• 32:47
  Speaker 13: sunless sky of lead. Our grim faced boys, in blackened plight,
• 32:51
  Speaker 13: gazed towards the ground they held before, and then on
• 32:55
  Speaker 13: grant he marks their mood inhales it, and will turn
• 32:58
  Speaker 13: the same to good spite all that they have undergone.
• 33:02
  Speaker 13: Their desperate hearts are set upon this winter fort, this
• 33:05
  Speaker 13: stubborn fort, this castle of the last resort, this Donelson
• 33:11
  Speaker 13: one p m. An order given requires withdrawal from the
• 33:15
  Speaker 13: fort of regiments that bore the brunt of morning's fray.
• 33:18
  Speaker 13: Their ranks, all riven, are being replaced by fresh strong
• 33:21
  Speaker 13: men great vigilance. In the foeman's den, he snuffs the stormers.
• 33:26
  Speaker 13: Need It is that for the fell assault of his
• 33:29
  Speaker 13: that rout inflicted and self scorn immoderate, ignoble natures torn
• 33:35
  Speaker 13: by sense of being through slackness overborne. The rebel bee
• 33:39
  Speaker 13: given a quick return the kindest face looks now half stern,
• 33:44
  Speaker 13: balked of their prey, in airs that freeze. Some fierce
• 33:47
  Speaker 13: ones glare like savages. And yet and yet strange moments
• 33:51
  Speaker 13: are well, blood in tears and anguish'd war. The morning's
• 33:56
  Speaker 13: battle ground is seen in lifted glades, like meadows rare.
• 34:00
  Speaker 13: The blood drops on the snow crust there like clover
• 34:03
  Speaker 13: in the white weak show flush fields of death that
• 34:07
  Speaker 13: call again, call to our men, and not in vain.
• 34:11
  Speaker 13: For that way must the stormers go. Three p m.
• 34:15
  Speaker 13: The work begins. Light drifts of men thrown forward, fade
• 34:19
  Speaker 13: and skirmish lines along the slope where some dislodgments must
• 34:23
  Speaker 13: be made. Ere the stormer with a stronghold cope lew Wallace,
• 34:28
  Speaker 13: moving to retake the heights late lost herewith a break
• 34:32
  Speaker 13: storm at the west derange the wires. Doubtless, Ere morning
• 34:37
  Speaker 13: we shall hear the end. We look for news to cheer,
• 34:40
  Speaker 13: let hope fan all her fires.
• 34:43
  Speaker 11: Next day, in large bold hand was seen the closing
• 34:46
  Speaker 11: bulletin victory.
• 34:48
  Speaker 13: Our troops have retrieved the day by one grand surge
• 34:52
  Speaker 13: along the line. The spirit that urged them was divine.
• 34:56
  Speaker 13: The first works flooded naught could stay. The stormers ah
• 35:00
  Speaker 13: still on bayonets for Donaldson. Over the ground that morning
• 35:05
  Speaker 13: lost rolled the blue billows. Tempests tossed following a hat
• 35:09
  Speaker 13: on the point of a sword, spite shell and round shot,
• 35:13
  Speaker 13: grape and canister. Up They climbed without rail or banister
• 35:17
  Speaker 13: up the steep hill sides long and broad, driving the
• 35:21
  Speaker 13: rebel deep within his works. Tis nightfall. Not an enemy
• 35:25
  Speaker 13: lurks in sight. The chafing men fet more for fight
• 35:28
  Speaker 13: to night to night, let us take the den. But
• 35:32
  Speaker 13: night is treacherous, grant is wary of brave blood. Be
• 35:35
  Speaker 13: a little cherry patience. The fort is good as one
• 35:39
  Speaker 13: tomorrow and into Donaldson later and last, the fort is ours.
• 35:45
  Speaker 13: A flag came out at early morn, bringing surrender from
• 35:49
  Speaker 13: their towers. Floats on the banner late their scorn in Dover,
• 35:53
  Speaker 13: Hut and house are full of rebels dead or dying.
• 35:56
  Speaker 13: The national flag is flying from the crammed court house pinnacle.
• 36:01
  Speaker 13: Great boatloads of our wounded go to day to Nashville.
• 36:04
  Speaker 13: The sleet winds blow, but all is right. The fight
• 36:08
  Speaker 13: is won, the winter fight for Donaldson. Hurrah. The spell
• 36:13
  Speaker 13: of old defeet is broke. The habit of victory begun
• 36:17
  Speaker 13: grant strikes, the war's first sounding stroke at Donaldson. For
• 36:21
  Speaker 13: lists of killed and wounded, see tomorrow's dispatch. Today tis victory.
• 36:28
  Speaker 11: The man who read this to the crowd shouted as
• 36:30
  Speaker 11: the end he gained, And though the unflagging tempest reigned,
• 36:34
  Speaker 11: they answered him aloud, and hand grasped hand, and glances
• 36:38
  Speaker 11: met in happy triumph. Eyes grew wet. Oh to the
• 36:43
  Speaker 11: punch's brooded. That night went little water windows bright beamed
• 36:46
  Speaker 11: rosy on the sleet without and from the deep street
• 36:50
  Speaker 11: came the frequent shout while sum in prayer, as these
• 36:53
  Speaker 11: in glee blest heaven for the winter victory. But others
• 36:57
  Speaker 11: were who wakeful late in midnight beds, and early rose
• 37:02
  Speaker 11: and feverish in the foggy snows, snatched the damp paper,
• 37:06
  Speaker 11: wife and maid. The death list like a river flows
• 37:10
  Speaker 11: down the pale sheet, and there the whelming waters meet. Ah, God,
• 37:16
  Speaker 11: may time, with happy haste, bring wail and triumph to
• 37:19
  Speaker 11: a waste, and war be done. The battle flagstaff fall
• 37:23
  Speaker 11: athwart the cursed ravine, and wither not be left of
• 37:27
  Speaker 11: trench or gun. The bastion let it ebb away, washed
• 37:31
  Speaker 11: with the river bed and day in vain seek Donelson
• 37:37
  Speaker 11: end of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 37:46
  Speaker 3: The Cumberland by Hermann Melville read for librevox dot org
• 37:51
  Speaker 3: by Jason D. Martini at Clark University, recorded October of
• 37:55
  Speaker 3: two thousand twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU U slash M E
• 38:03
  Speaker 3: N e U M A n slash LibriVox. Some names
• 38:11
  Speaker 3: there are of telling sound whose vowed syllables free are
• 38:16
  Speaker 3: pledge that they shall ever live renowned. Such seems to
• 38:20
  Speaker 3: be a frigate's name by present glory spand the Cumberland
• 38:27
  Speaker 3: sounding name, as 'er was sung flowing, rolling on the tongue, Cumberland, Cumberland.
• 38:35
  Speaker 3: She warred and sunk. There's no denying that she was ended, quelled,
• 38:42
  Speaker 3: And yet her flag above her fate is flying as
• 38:46
  Speaker 3: when it swelled, unswallowed by the swallowing sea. So grand
• 38:52
  Speaker 3: the Cumberland goodly name, as 'er was sung roundly, rolling
• 38:58
  Speaker 3: on the tongue, Cumberland, Cumberland. What need to tell? How
• 39:05
  Speaker 3: she was fought the sinking, flaming gun, the gunner leaping
• 39:10
  Speaker 3: out the port, washed back undone, her dead, unconquerably manned.
• 39:18
  Speaker 3: The Cumberland noble name as e'er was sung, slowly, rolling
• 39:24
  Speaker 3: on the tongue, Cumberland, Cumberland. Long as hearts shall share
• 39:31
  Speaker 3: the flame which burned in that brave crew. Her flame
• 39:35
  Speaker 3: shall live outlive the victor's name. For this is due
• 39:41
  Speaker 3: your flag and flagstaff shall and story stand Cumberland sounding
• 39:48
  Speaker 3: name as e'er was sung. Long, They'll roll it on
• 39:51
  Speaker 3: the tongue, Cumberland, Cumberland. End of poem. This recording is
• 39:58
  Speaker 3: in the public domain.
• 40:05
  Speaker 6: In the turret March eighteen sixty two by Herman Melville,
• 40:10
  Speaker 6: read for LibriVox dot org by Sam Hurrasca at Clark University,
• 40:15
  Speaker 6: recorded October of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu
• 40:20
  Speaker 6: slash m E N e U M A N slash LibriVox.
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  Speaker 6: Your honest heart of duty worden so helped you that
• 40:29
  Speaker 6: in fame you dwell, You bore the first iron battle's
• 40:33
  Speaker 6: burden sealed as in a diving bell Alcides groping into
• 40:37
  Speaker 6: haunted hell to bring forth King Admetus's bride, brave not
• 40:41
  Speaker 6: more vaguely direful and untried. What poet shall uplift his charm,
• 40:46
  Speaker 6: bold sailor to your height of daring and enter, blend
• 40:50
  Speaker 6: therewith the calm, and build a goodly style upon your bearing.
• 40:55
  Speaker 6: Escape the gale of outer ocean, crypt in a craft
• 40:58
  Speaker 6: which like a log was by every billow's motion. By
• 41:02
  Speaker 6: night you heard of aug the huge, nor felt your
• 41:05
  Speaker 6: courage clog at tokens of his onset grim. You mark
• 41:08
  Speaker 6: the sunship's flagstaff, slim lit by her burning sister's heart.
• 41:13
  Speaker 6: You marked and mused day brings the trial. Then be
• 41:17
  Speaker 6: it proved if I have part with men whose manhood
• 41:20
  Speaker 6: never took denial. A prayer went up, a champion's morning
• 41:26
  Speaker 6: beheld you when the turret walled by adamant, where a
• 41:29
  Speaker 6: spirit forewarning and all deright it called man. Darest thou, desperate, unappalled,
• 41:36
  Speaker 6: be first to lock THEE in the armored tower. I
• 41:39
  Speaker 6: have THEE now, and what the battle hour to me
• 41:42
  Speaker 6: shall bring heed well? Thou share this plot work planned
• 41:47
  Speaker 6: to be the foeman's terror to thee may prove a
• 41:50
  Speaker 6: goblin snare its very strength and cunning monstrous error. Stand up,
• 41:57
  Speaker 6: my heart be strong. What matter if here thou seest
• 42:01
  Speaker 6: thy welded tomb and let huge og with thunder's batter,
• 42:05
  Speaker 6: duty be still my doom, though drowning come in liquid gloom.
• 42:10
  Speaker 6: First duty, duty next and duty last. I turret rivet
• 42:15
  Speaker 6: me here to duty fast, so nerved you fought wisely
• 42:19
  Speaker 6: and well, and live twice, Live in life and story,
• 42:23
  Speaker 6: But over your monitor dirgist well in wind and wave
• 42:27
  Speaker 6: that keep the rights of glory. End of poem. This
• 42:32
  Speaker 6: recording is in the public domain.
• 42:40
  Speaker 1: The Temaaire by Hermann Melville read for LibriVox dot org
• 42:44
  Speaker 1: by Jonathan Bryan at Clark University, recorded November of twenty twelve,
• 42:50
  Speaker 1: WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed U slash m e n
• 42:54
  Speaker 1: e U m A n slash LibriVox. The gloomy in armor,
• 43:00
  Speaker 1: grim like clouds or moors have met and prove that
• 43:04
  Speaker 1: oak and iron and man are tough in fiber. Yet
• 43:07
  Speaker 1: but splendors wane. The sea fight yields no front of
• 43:11
  Speaker 1: old display. The garniture, emblazonment and heraldry all decay, towering
• 43:16
  Speaker 1: afar and parting light. The fleets like Albion's Forelan's shine,
• 43:20
  Speaker 1: the full sailed fleets, the shrouded show of ships of
• 43:23
  Speaker 1: the line. The fighting temerare built of a thousand trees
• 43:28
  Speaker 1: lunging out her lightnings and beetling o'er the seas o ship.
• 43:32
  Speaker 1: How brave and fair that fought so oft and well
• 43:36
  Speaker 1: on open decks you manned the gun armorial. What cheering
• 43:41
  Speaker 1: did you share impulsive in the van when down upon
• 43:45
  Speaker 1: leagued France and Spain, we English ran the freshet at
• 43:49
  Speaker 1: your bowsprit like the foam upon the can bickering your
• 43:53
  Speaker 1: colors licked up the Spanish air. You flapp'd with flames
• 43:57
  Speaker 1: of battle flags. Your challenge, tameare the rear ones of
• 44:01
  Speaker 1: our fleet. They yearn'd to share your place, still vying
• 44:04
  Speaker 1: with the victory throughout that earnest race, the victory whose
• 44:08
  Speaker 1: admiral with orders nobly won, shone in the globe of
• 44:12
  Speaker 1: the battle glow the angel in that sun, parallel in
• 44:16
  Speaker 1: story lo the stately pair as late in grapple, ranging
• 44:20
  Speaker 1: the foe between them. There when four great hulls lay tiered,
• 44:24
  Speaker 1: and the fiery tempest cleared, and your prizes twain appear'd,
• 44:29
  Speaker 1: tamerare but Trafalgar is over Now the quarter deck undone,
• 44:36
  Speaker 1: the carved and castled navies fire their evening gun o
• 44:41
  Speaker 1: tidal tamarair. Your stern lights fade away, your bulwarks to
• 44:46
  Speaker 1: the years must yield, and heart of oak decay. A
• 44:50
  Speaker 1: pigmy steam tug toes you gigantic to the shore, dismantled
• 44:55
  Speaker 1: of your guns and spars, and sweeping wings of war.
• 44:59
  Speaker 1: The rivets cl the ironclads. Men learn a deadlier lore.
• 45:04
  Speaker 1: But fame has nailed your battleflags, your ghost, it sails before.
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  Speaker 1: Oh the Navy's old and oaken. Oh the temarere no more.
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  Speaker 1: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 5: A utilitarian view of the Monitor's Fight by Herman Melville,
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  Speaker 5: read for LibriVox dot org by Sashakhan at Clark University,
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  Speaker 5: recorded October of twenty twelve WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed
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  Speaker 5: U slash m e N e U m A n
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  Speaker 5: slash LibriVox plane be the phrase yet apt the verse
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  Speaker 5: more ponderous than nimble, for since grimed war here laid
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  Speaker 5: aside his orient pod twould ill befit overmuch to ply
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  Speaker 5: the rhyme's barbaric symbol Hail to victory without the god
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  Speaker 5: of glory, zeal that needs no fans of banners, plain
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  Speaker 5: mechanic power piled cojonly in war, now placed where war
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  Speaker 5: belongs among the trades and artisans, yet this was battle
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  Speaker 5: and intense, beyond the strife of Fleet's heroic deadlier closer calm,
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  Speaker 5: mid storm, no passion. All went on by crank, pivot
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  Speaker 5: and screw and calculations of caloric needless to dwell the
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  Speaker 5: stories known. The ringing of those plates on plates still
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  Speaker 5: ringeth round the world, the clangor of the blacksmith's fray,
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  Speaker 5: the anvil din resounds this message from the fates. War
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  Speaker 5: shall yet be, and to the end, But war paint
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  Speaker 5: shows the streaks of weather. War yet shall be, But
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  Speaker 5: warriors are now but operatives. Wars made less grand than peace.
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  Speaker 5: And a singe runs through lace and feather. End of poem.
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  Speaker 5: This recording is in the public domain. Shiloh by Herman Melville,
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  Speaker 5: read for LibriVox dot org by Sashakohan at Clark University,
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  Speaker 5: recorded October of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu
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  Speaker 5: slash me e N e U M A N slash
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  Speaker 5: LibriVox skimming lightly wheeling still, the swallows fly low over
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  Speaker 5: the field in clouded days, The forest field of Shiloh o'er,
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  Speaker 5: the field where April reigned solaced, The parched ones stretch'd
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  Speaker 5: in pain through the paws of night that followed the
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  Speaker 5: Sunday fight around the Church of Shiloh, the church so lone,
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  Speaker 5: the log built one that echoed to many a parting,
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  Speaker 5: grown and natural prayer of dying Foemen mingled there, foemen
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  Speaker 5: at morn, but friends at eve, fame or country least
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  Speaker 5: their care what like a bullet can undeceive. But now
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  Speaker 5: they lie low, while over them the swallow skim, and
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  Speaker 5: all is hushed at Shiloh. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 5: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 15: The Battle for the Mississippi by Herman Melville, read for
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  Speaker 15: LibriVox dot org by my buy at Clark University, recorded
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  Speaker 15: November of twenty twelve WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed u
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  Speaker 15: slash m e n e U m A n slash LibriVox.
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  Speaker 15: When Israel camped by migdahlhorror down at her feet her
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  Speaker 15: chalm she threw, but Moses sung and timbrels rung for
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  Speaker 15: Pharaoh's stranded crew. So God appears in apt events. The
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  Speaker 15: Lord is a man of war, so the strong wind
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  Speaker 15: to the muse is given in Victory's roar, Deep be
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  Speaker 15: the old that hymns the fleet. The fight by night,
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  Speaker 15: the fray which bore our flag against the powerful stream
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  Speaker 15: and let it up. Today, Dolly, through din of larger strife,
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  Speaker 15: shall bay that warring gun, But none the less to
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  Speaker 15: us who live it peals an echoing one. The shock
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  Speaker 15: of ships, the jar of walls, the rush through thick
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  Speaker 15: and thin, the flaring fire, rafts, glare and gloom, eddies
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  Speaker 15: and shells that spin, the boom, chain burst, the hulks dislodged,
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  Speaker 15: The jam of gunboats driven or fired or sunk, made
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  Speaker 15: up a war like Michael's, waged with levin. The manned
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  Speaker 15: Varuna stemmed and quelled the odds which hard beset. The
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  Speaker 15: oaken flagship, half ablaze, passed on and thundered. Yet while
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  Speaker 15: foundering gloomed in grimy flame, the ram manasses hark, the
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  Speaker 15: yell plunged and was gone in joy or fright. The
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  Speaker 15: river gave a startled swell. They fought through lurid dark
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  Speaker 15: till dawn. The war smoke rolled away with clouds of
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  Speaker 15: night and showed the fleet in scarred yet firm array
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  Speaker 15: above the forts, above the drift of wrecks which strife
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  Speaker 15: had made, and Farragut sailed up to the town and anchored,
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  Speaker 15: sheathed the blade. The moody broadsides brooding deep hold the
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  Speaker 15: lude mob at bay, while o'er the armed solem isles
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  Speaker 15: the meek church pennons play by shott at guns. The
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  Speaker 15: sailors stand with foreheads bound or bare. The captains and
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  Speaker 15: the conquering crews humble their pride in prayer. They pray,
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  Speaker 15: and after victory, prayer is meet from men who mourn
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  Speaker 15: their slain. The living shallon moor and sale, but deaths,
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  Speaker 15: dark anchor secret deeps detain. Yet Glory slants her shaft
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  Speaker 15: of rays far through the undisturbed abyss. There must be
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  Speaker 15: other nobler worlds for them who nobly yield their lives
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  Speaker 15: in this end of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 15: public domain.
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  Speaker 16: Malvern Hill by Herman Melville, read for Libervox dot org
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  Speaker 16: by Josh Goldberg at Clark University, recorded November of twenty twelve,
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  Speaker 16: WordPress dot CLARKU dot Edu. Slash m E N E
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  Speaker 16: U M A N slashvuchs. Ye elms that wave on
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  Speaker 16: Malvern Hill in prime of morn, and may recall ye
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  Speaker 16: how McLellan's men here stood at bay, while deep within
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  Speaker 16: Yon Forest, dim our rigid comrades lay some with the
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  Speaker 16: cartridge in their mouth, others with fixed arms, lifted south,
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  Speaker 16: invoking so the cypress glades, ah, wilds of woe, The
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  Speaker 16: spires of rich men late beheld through rifts and musket haze,
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  Speaker 16: were closed from view, and clouds of dust on leaf
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  Speaker 16: wald ways where streamed our wagons and caravan, And the
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  Speaker 16: seven nights and days of march and fasts retreat and
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  Speaker 16: fight pinched our grimed faces to ghastly plight. Does the
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  Speaker 16: elmwood recall the haggard beards of blood, the battle smoke
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  Speaker 16: flag with stars eclipsed. We followed, it never fell, and
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  Speaker 16: silence husbanded Our strength receive their yell till on this
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  Speaker 16: slope we patient turned with cannon ordered well reverse we
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  Speaker 16: prove was not defeat. But ah the sod what thousands
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  Speaker 16: meet does Malvern would bethink itself and muse and brood.
• 53:16
  Speaker 16: We elms of Malvern Hill remember everything but sap. The
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  Speaker 16: twig will fill wag the world, how it will leaves
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  Speaker 16: must be green in spring and of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 16: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 4: The Victor of Antietam by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 4: dot Org by Daniel Padilla at Clark University, November two
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  Speaker 4: thousand twelve. Word priss dot clerk U dot eed u
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  Speaker 4: slash m e n e U m a n slash
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  Speaker 4: liby vox. When tempest winnowed grain from bran, and men
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  Speaker 4: were looking for a man, authority called you to the
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  Speaker 4: van mc clellan along the line the PLoud it ran
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  Speaker 4: as later, when the Antietum's cheers began through storm, cloud
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  Speaker 4: and eclipse, must move each cause and man dear to
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  Speaker 4: the stars and jove, Nor always can the wisest tell
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  Speaker 4: the furt fulfillment from the hopeless knell, the struggler from
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  Speaker 4: the floundering ne'er do well A paw cloth on the
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  Speaker 4: seven days fell mc clellan, unprosperously heroical, who could at
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  Speaker 4: Tetum's wreathe for tell? Authority called you then in mist
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  Speaker 4: and loom of jeopardy, dismissed, but staring perils soon appalled you.
• 54:33
  Speaker 4: The discarded, she recalled, recalled you, nor endured delay, and
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  Speaker 4: forth you rode upon a blasted way, arried Pope's rout
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  Speaker 4: and rout at Lee's array. Mc clellan, your tent was
• 54:45
  Speaker 4: choked with captured flags. That day mc clellan and Tetum
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  Speaker 4: was a telling Fray recalled you, and she heard your
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  Speaker 4: drum advancing through the glastic gloom. You manned the wall,
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  Speaker 4: You propped the dome, You stormed the powerful stormer home
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  Speaker 4: clellan and Tetum's cannon long shall boom at Alexandria left alone,
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  Speaker 4: mc clellan, your veterans sent from you and thrown to
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  Speaker 4: fields in fortunes all unknown. What thoughts were yours revealed
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  Speaker 4: to none? While faithful still you labored on hearing the
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  Speaker 4: farm and Nassa's gun, mac clellan, Only in Tetum could
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  Speaker 4: atone you fought in the front an evil day, mc clellan,
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  Speaker 4: the forefront of the first Essay, the Cause. When sounding
• 55:29
  Speaker 4: groped its way, the leadsmen quarreled in the bay, quills thwarted,
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  Speaker 4: swords divided sway, the rebel flushed in his lusty may
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  Speaker 4: you did your best, as in you lay mc clellan,
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  Speaker 4: and Teetum's sunburst sheds array. Your metal soldiers love you well,
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  Speaker 4: mc clellan, name your name. Their true hearts swell with you.
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  Speaker 4: They shook dread Stonewall's spell with you. They braved the
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  Speaker 4: blended yell of rebel and maligner fell with you in
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  Speaker 4: shame or fame they dwell. Mc clellan and Tetum, braves
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  Speaker 4: of brave can tell, And when your comrades now so few, McLellan,
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  Speaker 4: such Ravait and defilesz Erue meet round the board and
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  Speaker 4: sadly view the empty places tribute do they render to
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  Speaker 4: the dead, and you absent and silent? Nor the blue
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  Speaker 4: the one arm lift the wine to you, McLellan and
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  Speaker 4: great in Teetum's tears renew end of pont. This recording
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  Speaker 4: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 5: The Battle of Stone River, Tennessee by Herman Melville, read
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  Speaker 5: for LibriVox dot org by Sasha Cohan at Clark University,
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  Speaker 5: recorded November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu
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  Speaker 5: slash M E N E U M A N slash
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  Speaker 5: LibriVox with Tewksbury and barnet Heath. In days to come,
• 56:59
  Speaker 5: the fields shall blend, the story dim and date obscure.
• 57:05
  Speaker 5: In legend, all shall end. Even now involved in forest
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  Speaker 5: shade a druid dream, the strife appears. The fray of
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  Speaker 5: yesterday assumes the haziness of years. In north and south
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  Speaker 5: still beats. The vein of Yorkist and Lancastrian our rival
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  Speaker 5: roses ward for sway for sway, but named the name
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  Speaker 5: of right and passion, scorning pain and death lent sacred
• 57:39
  Speaker 5: fervor to the fight. Each lifted up a broidered cross,
• 57:44
  Speaker 5: while crossing blades profaned the sign monks blessed the fratricidal lance,
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  Speaker 5: and sisters scarfs could twine do North and South the
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  Speaker 5: sin retain of Yorkist and Lancastrian. But rosecrans in the
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  Speaker 5: cedarn glade and deep in denser cypress gloom dark Breckinridge
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  Speaker 5: shall fade away or thinly loom. The pale throngs, who
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  Speaker 5: in force cowed before the spell of battle's pause, forefelt
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  Speaker 5: the stillness that shall dwell on them and on their wars.
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  Speaker 5: North and South shall join the train of Yorkist and Lancastrian.
• 58:33
  Speaker 5: But where the sword has plunged so deep, and then
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  Speaker 5: been turned within the wound by deadly hate, where climes
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  Speaker 5: contend on vasty ground, no warning alps or sees between
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  Speaker 5: and small, the curb of creed or law and blood
• 58:52
  Speaker 5: is quick and quick. The brain shall north and South
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  Speaker 5: their rage deplore and reunited main like Yorkist and Lancastrian.
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  Speaker 5: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 11: Running the Batteries by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 11: org by Catherine Bogan at Clark University, recorded November of
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  Speaker 11: twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu, slash m E
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  Speaker 11: N E U M A and slash LibriVox. A moonless night,
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  Speaker 11: a friendly one. A haze dimmed the shadowy shore, as
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  Speaker 11: the first lampless boat slid silent on, hissed, and we
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  Speaker 11: spake no more. We but pointed and stilly to what
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  Speaker 11: we saw. We felt the dew, and seemed to feel
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  Speaker 11: the secret like a burden laid. The first boat melts,
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  Speaker 11: and a second keel is blent with the foliage shade.
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  Speaker 11: Their mid night rounds have the rebel officers made unspied
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  Speaker 11: as yet a third a fourth gunboat and transport an
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  Speaker 11: Indian file upon the war path smooth from the north.
• 1:00:12
  Speaker 11: But the watch may they hope to beguile. The manned
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  Speaker 11: river batteries stretch for mile on mile. A flame leaps out,
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  Speaker 11: they are seen another and another gun roars. We tell
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  Speaker 11: the course of the boat through the screen by each
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  Speaker 11: further fort that pours, and we guess how they jump
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  Speaker 11: from their beds on those shrouded shores, converging fires. We speak,
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  Speaker 11: though low that blastful furnace. Can they thread, Why Shadrach,
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  Speaker 11: Meshach and abed Nego came out? All right? We read
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  Speaker 11: the lord be sure he helps his people. Ned how
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  Speaker 11: we strain our gaze. On bluffs they shun A golden
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  Speaker 11: growing flame appears, confirms to a silvery steadfast one. The
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  Speaker 11: town is a fire, crows Hugh, three cheers, lot stops
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  Speaker 11: his mouth. Nay, lad better, three tears a purpose light.
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  Speaker 11: It shows our fleet yet a little late in its
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  Speaker 11: searching ray, so far and strong that in phantom cheat
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  Speaker 11: lank on the deck. Our shadows lay the shining flagship
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  Speaker 11: stings their guns to furious play, how dread to mark
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  Speaker 11: her near the glare and glade of death. The beacon
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  Speaker 11: throws athwart the racing waters. There One by one, each
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  Speaker 11: planer grows, then speeds a blazoned target to our gladdened foes.
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  Speaker 11: The impartial cresset lights as well the fixed fort to
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  Speaker 11: the boats that run and plunged from the ports. Their
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  Speaker 11: answers swell back to each fortress. Done ponderous words, speaks
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  Speaker 11: every monster gun fearless they flash through gates of flame.
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  Speaker 11: The salamander's hard to hit. The vivid shows each bulky friend,
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  Speaker 11: and never the batteries intermit, nor the boat's huge guns.
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  Speaker 11: They fire and flit anon a lull. The beacon dies.
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  Speaker 11: Are they out of that straight accursed? But other flames,
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  Speaker 11: now dawning rise, not mellowly brilliant like the first, but
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  Speaker 11: rolled in smoke, whose whitish volumes burst, a baleful brand,
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  Speaker 11: a hurrying torch, whereby anew the boats are seen, a
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  Speaker 11: burning transport, all alurch. Breathless we gaze, yet still we
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  Speaker 11: glean glimpses of beauty as we eager lean. The effulgence
• 1:02:39
  Speaker 11: takes an amber glow which bathes the hillside villas. Far
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  Speaker 11: affrighted ladies mark the show painting, the pale magnolia, the fair,
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  Speaker 11: false searcy light of cruel war. The barge drifts doomed.
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  Speaker 11: A plague struck one shoreward and yawls. The sailors fly,
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  Speaker 11: but the gauntlet now is nearly run. The spleenful forts
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  Speaker 11: by Fitt's reply, and the burning boat dies down in
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  Speaker 11: morning sky, all out of range. Adieu messieurs jeers as
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  Speaker 11: its speeds are parting. Gun so burst we through their
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  Speaker 11: barriers and menaces every one, so porter proves himself a
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  Speaker 11: brave man's son.
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  Speaker 15: End of poem.
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  Speaker 11: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 15: Stonewall Jackson by Herman Melville read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 15: by my buoy at Clark University, recorded November of twenty
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  Speaker 15: twelve WordPress dot CLARKU dot eed U slash m e
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  Speaker 15: n e U m A n slash LibriVox. The man
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  Speaker 15: who fiercest charge and fight, whose sword and prayer were
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  Speaker 15: long stonewall, even him who stoutly stood for wrong, how
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  Speaker 15: can we praise? Yet coming days shall not forget him?
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  Speaker 15: With this song? Dead is the man whose cause is dead.
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  Speaker 15: Vainly he died and set his seal stonewall, earnest and error,
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  Speaker 15: as we feel true to the thing he deemed was
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  Speaker 15: due true as John Brown or Steel relentlessly he routed us,
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  Speaker 15: but we relent, for he is low Stonewall. Justly his
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  Speaker 15: fame we outlaw. So we drop a tear on the
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  Speaker 15: bold Virginian's beer, because no wreath we owe. End of poem.
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  Speaker 15: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Stonewall Jackson, as ascribed to a Virginian by Herman Melville
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  Speaker 1: read for LibriVox dot org by Jonathan Bryan at Clark University,
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  Speaker 1: recorded November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot cl arch dot
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  Speaker 1: eed U slash m e n e U m a
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  Speaker 1: n slash libevos. One man we claim of wrought re,
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  Speaker 1: known which not the North shall care to slur. A
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  Speaker 1: modern lived who sleeps in death calm as the marble
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  Speaker 1: ancients are, tis he whose life, though a vapor's wreath,
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  Speaker 1: was charged with the lightning's burning breath. Stonewall, stormer of
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  Speaker 1: the war. But who shall hymn the Roman heart? A
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  Speaker 1: stoic he, but even more the iron will and lion.
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  Speaker 1: Few were strong to inflict as to endure, Who like
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  Speaker 1: him could stand or pursue his fate. The fatalist followed
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  Speaker 1: through in all his great soul found to do. Stonewall
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  Speaker 1: followed his star. He followed his star on the Romney March,
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  Speaker 1: through the sleet to the wintry war, and he followed
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  Speaker 1: it on when he bowed the grain the wind at Gennandoah,
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  Speaker 1: at Gaines Mill, in the giant Strain, on the fierce
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  Speaker 1: forced stride to Manasse's Plain, where his sword with thunder
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  Speaker 1: was clothed again, Stonewall followed his star. His star he
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  Speaker 1: followed athwart the flood to Potomac's northern shore. When midway
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  Speaker 1: wading his host of braves, my Maryland loud did roar
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  Speaker 1: to red Antietam's field of graves. Through mountain passes, woods
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  Speaker 1: and waves. They followed their pagod with hymns and glaves.
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  Speaker 1: For Stonewall followed a star back. It led him to
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  Speaker 1: Mary's Slope, where the shock and the fame he bore,
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  Speaker 1: and to green Moss Neck. It guided him brief respite
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  Speaker 1: from throes of war to the Laurel Glade by the
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  Speaker 1: wilderness grim through climaxed victory. Naught shall dim even unto death.
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  Speaker 1: It piloted him. Stonewall followed his star its lead. He
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  Speaker 1: followed in gentle ways which never the valiant mar a
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  Speaker 1: cap we sent him bestarred to replace the sun scorched
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  Speaker 1: helm of war, A filet he made at the shining
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  Speaker 1: lace Childhood's laughing brow to grace. Not his was a
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  Speaker 1: goldsmith's star. Oh much of doubt, and after days shall
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  Speaker 1: cling as now to the war of the right and
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  Speaker 1: the wrong. They'll still debate, puzzled by Stonewall's star. Fortune
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  Speaker 1: went with the North the late ay, but the South
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  Speaker 1: had Stonewall's weight, and he fell in the South's vain war.
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  Speaker 1: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 4: Gettysburg by Hermann Melville read for liberyvox dot org by
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  Speaker 4: danil Padea at Clark University, recorded October twenty twelve, WordPress
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  Speaker 4: dot Clark U dot e ed u slash m e
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  Speaker 4: n e U m A n slash Libery box Oh
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  Speaker 4: prior to the days in prime of the months now
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  Speaker 4: trebled in great renown, when before the the yark of
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  Speaker 4: our holy cause fell, Dagon down, Dagon for doomed, who
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  Speaker 4: armed and targed, never his umpious heart enlarged. Beyond that hour,
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  Speaker 4: God walled his power, and there the last invader charged.
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  Speaker 4: He charged, and in that charge condensed his alive hate
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  Speaker 4: and all of fire. He sought to blast us in
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  Speaker 4: his corn and wither us in his eyre. Before him
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  Speaker 4: went the shriek of shells, aerial screamings, taunts and yells.
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  Speaker 4: Then the three waves and flashed advance surged, but were
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  Speaker 4: met and back they said. Pride was repelled by sterner.
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  Speaker 4: Pride and right as a stronghold. Yet before our allions
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  Speaker 4: it seemed the beach, which, while September gales have strown
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  Speaker 4: with havoc on wreck and dashed therewith pale crews, unknown men,
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  Speaker 4: arms and steeds. The evening sun died on the face
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  Speaker 4: of each lifeless one, and died along the winding march
• 1:08:55
  Speaker 4: of fight and searching parties alone sloped on the hill.
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  Speaker 4: The mounds were green. Our center held that place of graves,
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  Speaker 4: and some still hold it in their swoon. And over
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  Speaker 4: these I glory waves. The warrior monument, crashed in fight,
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  Speaker 4: shall soar transfigured in loftier light, a meaning ampler bear,
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  Speaker 4: soldier and priest with him and prayer have laid the stone,
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  Speaker 4: and every bone shall rest in honor there end of poem.
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  Speaker 4: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: The Housetop by Hermann Melville read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 3: by Jason de Martini at Clark University, recorded November of
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  Speaker 3: twenty twelve WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed U slashme e
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  Speaker 3: n e U m A n slash LibriVox No sleep.
• 1:09:56
  Speaker 3: The sultiness pervades the air and binds the brain. A
• 1:10:01
  Speaker 3: dense oppression such as tawny tigers feel in matted shades,
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  Speaker 3: vexing their blood and making apt for ravage. Beneath the stars,
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  Speaker 3: the roofy desert spreads vacant as libya. All is hushed nearby,
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  Speaker 3: yet fitfully from far breaks a mixed surf of muffled sound,
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  Speaker 3: the atheist roar of riot yonder, where parching serious set
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  Speaker 3: in drought balefully glares red Arson. There and there the
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  Speaker 3: town is taken by its rats, ship rats and rats
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  Speaker 3: of the wharves, All civil charms and priestly spells which
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  Speaker 3: late held hearts in awe, fear bound, subjected to a
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  Speaker 3: better sway than sway of self, These like a dream,
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  Speaker 3: dissolve and man rebounds whole eons back in nature. Hail
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  Speaker 3: to the low, dull rumble, dull and dead and ponderous
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  Speaker 3: drag that shakes the wall. Wise Draco comes deep in
• 1:11:23
  Speaker 3: the midnight roll of black artillery. He comes, though late
• 1:11:30
  Speaker 3: in code, corroborating Calvin's creed and cynic tyrannies of honest kings.
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  Speaker 3: He comes nor Parley's, and the town redeemed gives thanks
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  Speaker 3: devout nor being thankful, heeds the grimy slur on the
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  Speaker 3: Republic's faith implied, which holds that man is naturally good
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  Speaker 3: and more is Nature's Roman, never to be scorged. End
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  Speaker 3: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 15: Lookout Mountain by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 15: by my Buoy at Clark University, recorded October of twenty
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  Speaker 15: twelve WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu slash m E N
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  Speaker 15: e U M A n slash LibriVox. Who inhabiteth the mountain,
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  Speaker 15: that it shines in the lurid light, and is rolled
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  Speaker 15: about with thunders and terrors and a blight like cough,
• 1:12:38
  Speaker 15: the peak of Eblis cough, the evil Height, who has
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  Speaker 15: gone up with a shouting and a trumpet in the night.
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  Speaker 15: There is battle in the mountain. Might assaulteth Might is
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  Speaker 15: the fastness of the anarch, torn torn in ancient Height,
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  Speaker 15: the crags resounding the clanger of the war of wrong
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  Speaker 15: and right, and the armies in the valley watch and
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  Speaker 15: pray for light. Joy, Joy. The day is breaking and
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  Speaker 15: the cloud is rolled from sight. There's triumph in the
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  Speaker 15: morning for the anarch's plunge and flight. God has glorified
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  Speaker 15: the mountain where banner burneth bright, and the armies in
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  Speaker 15: the valley. They are fortified and right and of poem.
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  Speaker 15: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 7: Chattanooga by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot org by
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  Speaker 7: Andrew Doig at Clark University, recorded November of twenty twelve
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  Speaker 7: WordPress dot clarku dot edu slash m E N e
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  Speaker 7: U M A N slash LibriVox. A kindling impulse sees
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  Speaker 7: the host inspired by Heaven's elastic air, their hearts outran
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  Speaker 7: their general's plan, though Grant commanded them. Grant, who without
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  Speaker 7: reserve can dare and well, go on and do your will,
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  Speaker 7: he said, and measured the mountain. Then so master riders
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  Speaker 7: fling the rain, But you must know your men. On
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  Speaker 7: yester morn, in grayish mist, armies like ghosts on hills
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  Speaker 7: had fought and rolled from the cloud, their thunders loud.
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  Speaker 7: The cumberlands far had caught to day the sunlight steeps
• 1:14:30
  Speaker 7: are sought. Grant stood on cliffs whence all was plain
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  Speaker 7: and smoked, as one who feels no cares, but mastered
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  Speaker 7: nervousness and tents alone. Such calmness wares the summit cannon
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  Speaker 7: plunge their flame sheer down the primal wall, but up
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  Speaker 7: and up, each linking troop in stretching festoon's crawl, nor
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  Speaker 7: fire a shot. Such men a pall. The foe, though
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  Speaker 7: brave from the brink, looks far along the breadth of
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  Speaker 7: slope and sees two miles of dark dots creep, and
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  Speaker 7: knows they mean the cope. He sees them creep. Yet
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  Speaker 7: here and there, half hid middleafless groves, they go, as
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  Speaker 7: men who ply through traceries high of turred and marbles
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  Speaker 7: show so dwindle these to eyes below. But fronting shot
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  Speaker 7: and flanking shell sliver and rive the in woven ways.
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  Speaker 7: High tops of oaks and high hearts fall, but never
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  Speaker 7: the climbing stays from right to left, from left to
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  Speaker 7: right they roll, the rallying cheer vie with each other,
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  Speaker 7: brother with brother, Who shall the first appear? What color bearer?
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  Speaker 7: With colors clear in sharp relief, like sky drawn grant
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  Speaker 7: whose cigar must now be near the stump, while in
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  Speaker 7: solicitude his back heap slowly to a hump near and
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  Speaker 7: more near, till now the flags run like a catching flame,
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  Speaker 7: and one flares highest to peril nighest he means to
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  Speaker 7: make a name Salvos. They give him his fame. The
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  Speaker 7: staff is caught, and next the rush, and then the
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  Speaker 7: leap where death has led. Flag answered flag along the crest,
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  Speaker 7: and swarms of rebels fled. But some who gained the
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  Speaker 7: envied alp and eager, ardent, earnest there dropped into Death's
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  Speaker 7: wide open arms, quelled on the wing, like eagles struck
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  Speaker 7: in air. Forever they slumber, young and fair. The smile
• 1:16:46
  Speaker 7: upon them as they died. Their end attained that end
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  Speaker 7: a height. Life was to these a dream fulfilled and
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  Speaker 7: death a starry night. End of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 7: in the public domain. The Armies of the Wilderness eighteen
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  Speaker 7: sixty three to eighteen sixty four by Herman Melville, read
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  Speaker 7: for LibriVox dot org by Jonathan Bryan at Clark University,
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  Speaker 7: recorded November of twenty twelve WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed
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  Speaker 7: U slash m e N e U m A n
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  Speaker 7: slash LibriVox. Like snows, the camps on southern hills lay
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  Speaker 7: all the winter long. Our levies there in patients stood.
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  Speaker 7: They stood in patience, strong on fronting slopes, gleamed other
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  Speaker 7: camps where faith is firmly clung, ah forward kin so
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  Speaker 7: brave amidst the zealots of the wrong in this strife
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  Speaker 7: of brothers, God hear their country call. However it be
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  Speaker 7: whatever betide, let not the just one fall through the
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  Speaker 7: pointed glass. Our soldiers saw the baseball bounding scent. They
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  Speaker 7: could have joined them in their sport, but for the
• 1:18:07
  Speaker 7: veil's deep rent and others turned the reddish soil like
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  Speaker 7: diggers of graves. They bent the reddish soil, entrenching toil
• 1:18:14
  Speaker 7: begat presentiment. Did the fathers feel mistrust? Can no final
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  Speaker 7: good be wrought over and over again and again? Must
• 1:18:22
  Speaker 7: the fight for the right be fought? They lead a
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  Speaker 7: gray back to the crag your earthworks.
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  Speaker 1: Yonder tell us man a prisoner, no deserter I, nor
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  Speaker 1: one of the tell Tale clan. His rags they mark
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  Speaker 1: true blue, like you should wear the color your country's man.
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  Speaker 1: He grinds his teeth. However, that bee Yon earthworks have
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  Speaker 1: their plan. Such brave ones, foully snared by Belile's wily plea,
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  Speaker 1: were faithful unto the evil end feudal fidelity. Well, then
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  Speaker 1: your camps come tell the names freely. He leveled his finger.
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  Speaker 1: Then yonder, see are our Georgians on the crest. The
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  Speaker 1: Carolinians lower past the glen, Virginians, Alabamians, Mississippians, Kentuckians follow
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  Speaker 1: my finger, Tennesseans and the ten camps there ask your
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  Speaker 1: grave pits, they'll tell, Holloa, I see the picket hut,
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  Speaker 1: the den where I last night lay? Where's lee in
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  Speaker 1: the hearts and bayonets of all yon men. The tribes
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  Speaker 1: swarm up to war, as in ages long ago, ere
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  Speaker 1: the palm of Promise leaved and the lily of Christ
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  Speaker 1: did blow. Their mounted pickets for miles are spied dotting
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  Speaker 1: the lowland plain. The nearer ones and their veteran rags loutish.
• 1:19:33
  Speaker 1: They loll in lazy disdain. But ours, as perilous places,
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  Speaker 1: bide with rifles ready in eyes that strain deep through
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  Speaker 1: the dim suspected wood, where the rapid and rolls a
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  Speaker 1: main The Indian has passed away, but creeping comes another
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  Speaker 1: deadlier far picket. Take heed, Take heed of thy brother.
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  Speaker 1: From a wood hung height, an outpost, lone crowned with
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  Speaker 1: a woodman's fort. The sentinel looks on a land of
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  Speaker 1: dole like paras, and all amort black chimneys gigantic in
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  Speaker 1: more like waste, the scowl of the clouded sky retort.
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  Speaker 1: The hearth is a houseless stone. Again, Ah, where shall
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  Speaker 1: the people be sought? Since the venoms such blastment deals
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  Speaker 1: the south should have paused, and thrice ear with heat
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  Speaker 1: of her hate, she hatched the egg with the cockatrice.
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  Speaker 1: A path down the mountain winds to the glade where
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  Speaker 1: the dead of the moonlight fight lie low. A hand
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  Speaker 1: reaches out to the thin laid mold as begging help
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  Speaker 1: which none can bestow. But the field mouse, small and busy,
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  Speaker 1: ant peep their hillocks to hide if they may. The
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  Speaker 1: woe by the bubbling spring lies the rusted canteen and
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  Speaker 1: the drum which the drummer boy, dying let go dust
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  Speaker 1: to dust and blood for blood, passion and pangs. Has
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  Speaker 1: time gone back? Or is this the age of the
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  Speaker 1: world's great prime? The wagon mired and cannon dragged have
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  Speaker 1: trenched their scar the plain tramped like the cindery beach
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  Speaker 1: of the damned, a sight of the city of Cain,
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  Speaker 1: and stumps of forests for dreary leagues like a massacre show.
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  Speaker 1: The armies have lain by fires where gums and balms
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  Speaker 1: did burn, and the seeds of summer's rain. Where are
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  Speaker 1: the birds and boys who shall go chestnutting when October returns?
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  Speaker 12: The nuts?
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  Speaker 1: Oh long? Here they grow again. They snug their huts
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  Speaker 1: with the chapel pews and courthouses stable their steeds, kindle
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  Speaker 1: their fires with indentures and bonds, and old Lord Fairfax's
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  Speaker 1: parchment deeds and Virginian gentlemen's libraries, old books which only
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  Speaker 1: the scholar heeds are flung to his kennel. It is
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  Speaker 1: ravage and range and gardens are left to weeds turned
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  Speaker 1: adrift into war. Man runs wild on the plain like
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  Speaker 1: the genets, let loose on the pompous cebras again, like
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  Speaker 1: the pleiads, dim see the tents through the storm aloft
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  Speaker 1: by the hillside Hamlet's graves on a headstone used for
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  Speaker 1: a hearthstone. There the water is bubbling for punch for
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  Speaker 1: our braves. What if the night be drear and the
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  Speaker 1: blast ghostly shrieks? Their rollicking staves make frolic the heart
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  Speaker 1: beating time with their swords, What care they if winter
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  Speaker 1: raves is life but a dream? And so in the
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  Speaker 1: dream do men laugh aloud? So strange seems mirth in
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  Speaker 1: a camp, so like a white tent to a shroud.
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  Speaker 1: Two the mayweed springs and comes a man and mounts
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  Speaker 1: our signal hill, A quiet man and plain in garb.
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  Speaker 1: Briefly he looks his fill, then drops his gray eye
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  Speaker 1: on the ground, like a loaded mortar. He is still.
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  Speaker 1: Meekness and grimness meet in him. The silent general were
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  Speaker 1: men but strong and wise, honest, is grant and calm.
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  Speaker 1: War would be left to the red and black ants,
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  Speaker 1: and the happy world disarm that eve a stir was
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  Speaker 1: in the camps for running quiet soon to come among
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  Speaker 1: the streets of beech and huts, no more to know
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  Speaker 1: the drum. The weeds shall choke the lowly door, and
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  Speaker 1: foxes peer within the gloom, till scared perchance by mosebyes.
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  Speaker 1: These prowling men who ride in the rear of doom,
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  Speaker 1: far west and farther south, wherever the sword has been deserted,
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  Speaker 1: camps are met, and desert graves are seen. The livelong night.
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  Speaker 1: They ford the flood with guns held high. They silent
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  Speaker 1: press till shimmers the grass, and their bayonets sheen on
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  Speaker 1: morning banks. Their ranks they dress. Then by the forest's
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  Speaker 1: lightly wind, whose waving boughs the pennons seem to bless
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  Speaker 1: borne by the cavalry scouting on sounding the wilderness like
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  Speaker 1: shoals of fish in spring that visit Crusoe's isle. The
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  Speaker 1: host in the lonesome place, the hundred thousand file, the
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  Speaker 1: foe that held his guarded hills must speed to woods
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  Speaker 1: far for the scheme that was nursed by the culpepper
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  Speaker 1: hearth with the slowly smoked cigar. The scheme that smoldered
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  Speaker 1: through winter long now bursts into act, into war, the
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  Speaker 1: resolute scheme of a heart as calm as the cyclone's core.
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  Speaker 1: The fight for the city is fought in nature's old domain.
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  Speaker 1: Man goes out to the wilds, and Orpheus's charm is vain.
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  Speaker 1: In glades they meet skull after skull, where pine cones lay,
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  Speaker 1: the rusted gun, green shoes full of bones, the moldering
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  Speaker 1: coat and cuddled up skeleton, and scores of such. Some
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  Speaker 1: start is in dreams and comrades lost Bemoan by the
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  Speaker 1: edge of those wild stonewall had charged, But the year
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  Speaker 1: and the man were gone at the height of their madness.
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  Speaker 1: The night winds pause recollecting themselves, but no lull in
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  Speaker 1: these wars a gleam a volley, And who shall go
• 1:24:34
  Speaker 1: storming the swarmers in jungles dread, no cannon ball answers,
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  Speaker 1: no proxies are sent. They rush in the shrapnel, stead,
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  Speaker 1: plume and sash are vanities. Now let them deck the
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  Speaker 1: pall of the dead. They go where the shade is,
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  Speaker 1: perhaps into hades where the brave of all times have led.
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  Speaker 1: There's a dust of hurrying feet, bitten lips and bated breath,
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  Speaker 1: and drums that challenge to the grave, and faces fixed
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  Speaker 1: for feeling death. What husky huzzahs and the hazy groves,
• 1:25:02
  Speaker 1: What flying encounters fell pursuer and pursued like ghosts, disappear
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  Speaker 1: in gloomed shade their end. Who shall tell the crippled
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  Speaker 1: a ragged barked stick for a crutch, limp to some
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  Speaker 1: elfin dell hobble from the sight of dead faces white
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  Speaker 1: as pebbles in a well few burial rites shall be.
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  Speaker 1: No priest with book and band shall come to the
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  Speaker 1: secret place of the corpse. And the foemen's land watch
• 1:25:28
  Speaker 1: and fast, march and fight, clutch your gun, day fights
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  Speaker 1: and night fights. Sore is the stress? Look through the pines?
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  Speaker 1: What line comes on long street slants through the hauntedness
• 1:25:40
  Speaker 1: tis charge for charge and shout for yell. Such battles
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  Speaker 1: on battles oppress, but Heaven lent strength. The right strove
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  Speaker 1: well and emerged from the wilderness, emerged for the way
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  Speaker 1: was won. But the pillar of smoke that led was
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  Speaker 1: brand like with ghosts that went up, ashy and red.
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  Speaker 1: None can narrate that strife in the pines, a seal
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  Speaker 1: is on it. Sabian lore obscures the wood. The entangled
• 1:26:08
  Speaker 1: rhyme but hints at the maze of war, vivid glimpses
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  Speaker 1: or livid through peopled gloom and fires which creep in
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  Speaker 1: char a riddle of death of which the slain solve.
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  Speaker 1: Solvers are long. They withhold the roll of the shroudless dead.
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  Speaker 7: It is right.
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  Speaker 1: Not yet can we bear the flare of the funeral light.
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  Speaker 1: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 14: On the photograph of a core commander by Hermann Melville.
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  Speaker 14: Read for a LibriVox dot org by John Klingenhoffer at
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  Speaker 14: Clark University, recorded November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot Clark
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  Speaker 14: dot eed U slash m e N e U m
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  Speaker 14: A N slash LibriVox I man is manly. Here you
• 1:27:03
  Speaker 14: see the warrior carriage of the head, and brave dilation
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  Speaker 14: of the frame and lighting all the soul that led
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  Speaker 14: in Spotsuvania's charge to victory, which justifies his fame. A
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  Speaker 14: cheering picture. It is good to look upon a chief
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  Speaker 14: like this, in whom the spirit molds the form. Here,
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  Speaker 14: favoring nature, oft remiss, with eagle mind expressive, has endued
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  Speaker 14: a man to kindles trains that warm, trace back his
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  Speaker 14: lineage and his sires. You, men or noble, you shall
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  Speaker 14: find enrolled with men of Agincourt, heroes who shared Great
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  Speaker 14: Harry's mind. Down to us come the knightly Norman fires
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  Speaker 14: and front the templar's bore. Nothing can lift the heart
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  Speaker 14: of man like manhood in a fellow man. The thought
• 1:27:47
  Speaker 14: of Heaven's great king afar but humbles us too. Weakness
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  Speaker 14: can but manly greatness. Men can span and feel the
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  Speaker 14: bonds that draw end of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 14: the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: The Swamp Angel by Herman Melville read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 1: org by Jonathan Bryan at Clark University, recorded October of
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  Speaker 1: twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu slash m e
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  Speaker 1: n e u m a n slash LibriVox. There is
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  Speaker 1: a coal black angel with a thick afric lip, and
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  Speaker 1: he dwells like the hunted and harried, in a swamp
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  Speaker 1: where the green frogs dip. But his face is against
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  Speaker 1: a city which is over a bay of the sea,
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  Speaker 1: and he breathes with a breath that is blastment and
• 1:28:45
  Speaker 1: dooms by a far decree. By night there is fear
• 1:28:50
  Speaker 1: in the city. Through the darkness a star soareth on.
• 1:28:55
  Speaker 1: There's a scream that screams up to the zenith. Then
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  Speaker 1: the poise of a meteor alone, lighting far the pale
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  Speaker 1: fright of the faces, and downward the coming is seen.
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  Speaker 1: Then the rush and the burst, and the havoc and
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  Speaker 1: wails and shrieks between. It comes like the thief in
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  Speaker 1: the gloaming. It comes, and none may foretell the place
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  Speaker 1: of the coming, the glaring. They live in a sleepless
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  Speaker 1: spell that wisens and withers and whitens. It ages the young,
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  Speaker 1: and the bloom of the maiden is ashes of roses.
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  Speaker 1: The swamp angel broods in his gloom, swift in his
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  Speaker 1: messengers going, but slowly he SAPs their halls as if
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  Speaker 1: by delay deluding, they move from their crumbling walls farther
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  Speaker 1: and farther away. But the angel sends after and after
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  Speaker 1: by night with the flame of his ray, by night,
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  Speaker 1: with the voice of his screaming, sends after them, stone
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  Speaker 1: by stone, and farther. Walls fall farther portals, and weed
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  Speaker 1: follows weed through the town. Is this the proud city,
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  Speaker 1: the scorner which never would yield, the ground which mocked
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  Speaker 1: at the coal black angel? The cup of despair goes round.
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  Speaker 7: Vainly.
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  Speaker 1: She calls upon Michael, the white Man's seraph. Was he
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  Speaker 1: for Michael has fled from his tower to the angel
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  Speaker 1: over the sea, who weeps for the woeful city. Let
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  Speaker 1: him weep for our guilty kind, who joys at her
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  Speaker 1: wild despairing Christ the Forgiver, convert his mind. End of poem.
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  Speaker 5: The Battle for the Bay by Herman Melville read for
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  Speaker 5: m E N e U M A N slash LibriVox.
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  Speaker 8: O.
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  Speaker 5: Mystery of Noble Hearts to whom mysterious seas have been
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  Speaker 5: in midnight watches, lonely, calm and storm a stern sad disciple,
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  Speaker 5: and rooted out the false and vain, and chastened them
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  Speaker 5: to aptness for devotion and the deeds of war and death,
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  Speaker 5: which smiles and cheers in spite of pain.
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  Speaker 17: Beyond the bar, the land wind dies, the prows be
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  Speaker 17: charmed at anchor swim a summer night. The stars withdrawn
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  Speaker 17: look down fair eve on battle grim the sentry's pace
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  Speaker 17: bonetas glide below. The sleeping sailors swing and it their
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  Speaker 17: dreams to quarter spring or cheer their flag, or breast
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  Speaker 17: a stormy tide.
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  Speaker 5: But drums are beat up anchor. All the triple lines
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  Speaker 5: steam slowly on day breaks and through the sweep of decks.
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  Speaker 5: Each man stands coldly by his gun, as cold as it,
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  Speaker 5: but he shall warm warm with the solemn metal. There
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  Speaker 5: and all its ordered fury share in attitude a gladiatorial form.
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  Speaker 5: The admiral, yielding the love which held his life and
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  Speaker 5: ship so dear, sailed second in the long fleet's midmost line,
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  Speaker 5: yet thwarted all their care. He lashed himself aloft and
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  Speaker 5: shone star of the fight with influence sent throughout the
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  Speaker 5: dusk embattlement. And so they neared the strait and walls
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  Speaker 5: of stone. No sprightly fife as in the field. The
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  Speaker 5: decks were hushed like fanes in prayer. Behind each man
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  Speaker 5: a holy angel stood. He stood, though none was ware outspake.
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  Speaker 5: The forts on either hand back speak the ships when
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  Speaker 5: spoken to, and set their flags, and concert true and
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  Speaker 5: on and in is Farragut's command. But what delays mid
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  Speaker 5: wounds above dimbuis give hint of death below sea ambuscades
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  Speaker 5: where evil art had aped hecla that hides in snow.
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  Speaker 5: The center van entangled trips. The starboard leader holds straight
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  Speaker 5: on a cheer for the tecumsa nay before their eyes.
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  Speaker 5: The turreted ship goes down the fiery doubles, while the
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  Speaker 5: fleet hangs dubious ere the horror ran. The admiral rushes
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  Speaker 5: to his rightful place. Well met apt hour and man
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  Speaker 5: closes with peril, takes the lead. His action is a
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  Speaker 5: stirring call. He strikes his great heart through them all,
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  Speaker 5: and is the genius of their daring deed. The Forts
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  Speaker 5: are daunted, slack, their fire, confounded by the deadlier aim
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  Speaker 5: and rapid broadsides of the speeding fleet and fierce denouncing flame.
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  Speaker 5: Yet shots from four dark hulls embayed come raking through
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  Speaker 5: the loyal crews, whom now each dying mate endures with
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  Speaker 5: his last look anguished yet undismayed. A flowering time to
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  Speaker 5: guilt is given, and traitors have their glorying hour. O late,
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  Speaker 5: but sure, the righteous paramount comes. Palsy is on their power,
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  Speaker 5: so proved it. With the rebel keels, the strongholds past assail'd,
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  Speaker 5: they run, the Selma strikes, and the work is done.
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  Speaker 5: The dropping anchor the achievement seals. But no, she turns
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  Speaker 5: the Tennessee, the solid ram of iron and oak, strong
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  Speaker 5: as evil and bold as wrong, through lone, a pestilence
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  Speaker 5: in her smoke. The flagship is her singled mark, the
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  Speaker 5: wooden Hartford. Let her come. She challenges the planet of doom,
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  Speaker 5: and naught shall save her, not her iron bark slip anchor,
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  Speaker 5: all and at her, all bear down with rushing beaks.
• 1:35:41
  Speaker 5: And now, first the mononga Hella struck and reeled. The
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  Speaker 5: Lackawanna's prow next crashed, crashed, but not crashing. Then the
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  Speaker 5: Admiral rammed and rasping nigh sloped in a broadside which
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  Speaker 5: glanced by the monitors battered at her adamant den. The
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  Speaker 5: Chickasaw plunged beneath the stern and pounded there. A huge
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  Speaker 5: wrought orb from the Manhattan pierced one wall, but dropped others.
• 1:36:16
  Speaker 5: The seas absorbed, yet stormed on all sides, narrowed in,
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  Speaker 5: hampered and cramped. The bad one fought spat ribald curses
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  Speaker 5: from the port. Who shutters jammed, locked up this man
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  Speaker 5: of sin, no pause or stay. They made a din,
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  Speaker 5: like hammers round a boiler forged, now straining strength, tangled
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  Speaker 5: itself with strength, till hate her will disgorged. The white
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  Speaker 5: flag showed the fight was won. Mad shouts went up
• 1:36:53
  Speaker 5: that shook the bay, but pale on the scarred fleet's
• 1:36:56
  Speaker 5: decks there lay a silent man for every sin islanced gun,
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  Speaker 5: and quiet far below the wave, where never cheers shall
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  Speaker 5: move their sleep. Some who did boldly nobly earn them
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  Speaker 5: lie charmed children of the deep. But decks that now
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  Speaker 5: are in the seed and cannon, yet within the mine
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  Speaker 5: shall thrill the deeper gun and pine. Because of the
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  Speaker 5: Tecumsa's glorious deed end of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 5: the public domain. Sheridan at Cedar Creek by Herman Melville
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  Speaker 5: read for LibriVox dot org by Sashakohan at Clark University,
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  Speaker 5: recorded November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu
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  Speaker 5: slash m e N e U M A N slash
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  Speaker 5: libreva shew the steed with silver that bore him to
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  Speaker 5: the fray when he heard the guns at dawning miles away,
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  Speaker 5: when he heard them calling, calling mount nor stay quick
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  Speaker 5: or all is lost. They've surprised and stormed the post.
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  Speaker 5: They push your rooted host, gallop, retrieve the day house.
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  Speaker 5: The horse in ermine for the foam flake blue white
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  Speaker 5: through the red October. He thundered into view. They cheered
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  Speaker 5: him in the looming horsemen and horse they knew the
• 1:38:43
  Speaker 5: turn of the tide began. The rally of bugles ran.
• 1:38:48
  Speaker 5: He swung his hat in the van. The electric hoof
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  Speaker 5: spark flew, wreathe the steed and lead him for the charge.
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  Speaker 5: He led, touched and turned the s vipress into amorants
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  Speaker 5: for the head of Philip, King of Riders, who raised
• 1:39:06
  Speaker 5: them from the dead. The camp at Dawning lost by eve,
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  Speaker 5: recovered forced rang with laughter of the host at belated
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  Speaker 5: early fled shroud the horse and sable for the mounds
• 1:39:23
  Speaker 5: they heap. There is firing in the valley, and yet
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  Speaker 5: no strife they keep. It is the parting volley, It
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  Speaker 5: is the Pathos deep. There is glory for the brave
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  Speaker 5: who lead and nobly save, but no knowledge in the
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  Speaker 5: grave where the nameless followers sleep. End of poem. This
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  Speaker 5: recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 13: In the Prison Pen by Herman Melville read for librev
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  Speaker 13: box dot org by Jeff Metof at Clerk University, recorded
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  Speaker 13: October of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLERKU dot eed U
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  Speaker 13: LibriVox listless. He eides the palisades and sentries in the
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  Speaker 13: glare tis barren as a Pelican beach, but his world
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  Speaker 13: is ended. There nothing to do and vacant hands bring
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  Speaker 13: on the idiot pain. He tries to think to recollect,
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  Speaker 13: but the blur is on his brain. Around him swarm
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  Speaker 13: the plaining ghosts like those on Virgil Shore. A wilderness
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  Speaker 13: of face is dim and pale ones gashed and war
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  Speaker 13: a smiting sun, no shed, no tree. He totters to
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  Speaker 13: his lair, a den that sick hands dug in earth
• 1:40:52
  Speaker 13: ere famine wasted there or dropping in his place, he swoons,
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  Speaker 13: walled in by throngs that press till fourth. From the
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  Speaker 13: throngs they bear him dead, dead in his meagerness. End
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  Speaker 13: of palm. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 8: The College Colonel by Herman Melville read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 8: org by Clare Tierney at Clark University, recorded November of
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  Speaker 8: N e U m A and slash LibriVox. He rides
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  Speaker 8: at their head, a crutch by his saddle just slants
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  Speaker 8: in view one slung arms and splints you see, yet
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  Speaker 8: he guides his strong steed, how coldly too. He brings
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  Speaker 8: his regiment home, not as they filed two years before,
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  Speaker 8: but a remnant, half tattered and battered and worn, like
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  Speaker 8: Cassay sailors, who stunned by the serf's loud roar, their
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  Speaker 8: maids dragged back and seen no more. Again and again
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  Speaker 8: breasts the surge and at last krawl spent to shore
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  Speaker 8: as still a rigidity and pale and Indian aloofness loans
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  Speaker 8: his brow. He has lived a thousand years, compressed in battles,
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  Speaker 8: pains and prayers, marches and watches. Slow there are welcoming
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  Speaker 8: shouts and flags, old men off hat to the boy.
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  Speaker 8: Wreaths from gay balconies followed his feet. But to him
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  Speaker 8: there comes alloy. It is not that a leg is lost,
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  Speaker 8: it is not that an arm is maimed. It is
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  Speaker 8: not that the fever has racked self. He has long disclaimed.
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  Speaker 8: But all through the seven days fight, and deep in
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  Speaker 8: the wilderness grim, and in the field hospital tent, and
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  Speaker 8: Petersburg Crater, and dim Lean, brooding in the libby, there
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  Speaker 8: came Ah Heaven what truth to him?
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  Speaker 9: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 14: The Eagle of the Blue by Herman Melville, read for
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  Speaker 14: LibriVox dot org by John Klingelhoffer at Clark University Record
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  Speaker 14: in November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed
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  Speaker 12: Aloft.
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  Speaker 14: He guards the stary folds, who is the brother of
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  Speaker 14: the star. The bird whose joy is in the wind,
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  Speaker 14: exulteth in the war. No painted plume a sober hue.
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  Speaker 14: His beauty is his power, that eager calm of gaze
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  Speaker 14: intent foresees the silbers hour whilste he crowns the swaying
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  Speaker 14: perch flapped by the angry flag. The hurricane from the
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  Speaker 14: battery sings, but his claw has known the crag amid
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  Speaker 14: this scream of shells, His cream runs shrilling, and the
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  Speaker 14: glare of eyes that brave the blinding sun the volleyed
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  Speaker 14: flame can bear. The pride of quenchless strength is his strength, which,
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  Speaker 14: though chained, avails the very rebel looks and thrills. The
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  Speaker 14: anchored emblem hails those carved in many a furious fray,
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  Speaker 14: no deadly hurt. He knew well. May we think his
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  Speaker 14: years are charmed? The eagle of the blue. End of poem.
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  Speaker 14: This recordings in the public domain.
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  Speaker 6: A dirge from McPherson killed in front of Atlanta, July
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  Speaker 6: eighteen sixty four by Hermon Melville, read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 6: org by Sam Hrasca at Clark University, recorded November of
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  Speaker 6: twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu. Slash m E
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  Speaker 6: N e U m A N slash LibriVox arms reversed
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  Speaker 6: and banners, craped, muffled drums, snowy horses, stable draped. McPherson comes,
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  Speaker 6: but tell us shall we know him more? Lost mountain
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  Speaker 6: and lone kennisaw brave. The sword upon the pall a
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  Speaker 6: gleaming gloom, so a bright name lighteth all Macpherson's doom.
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  Speaker 6: Bear him through the chapel door, Let priest and stole
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  Speaker 6: pace before the warrior who led bell toll, lay him
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  Speaker 6: down within the knave. The lesson read, man is noble,
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  Speaker 6: man is brave, But man's a weed. Take him up
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  Speaker 6: again and wend grave word nor weep. There's a trumpet
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  Speaker 6: that shall rend this soldier's sleep. Pass the ropes, the
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  Speaker 6: coffin round, and let descend prayer and volley, let it sound.
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  Speaker 6: Macpherson's end, true fame is his for life is o'er
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  Speaker 6: sarpedon of the Mighty War. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 5: At the Cannon's Mouth by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 5: dot org by Sasha Cohan at Clark University, recorded November
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  Speaker 5: of twenty twelve, WordPress dot clerku dot edu. Slash m
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  Speaker 5: E N e U m A N slash LibriVox. Palely intent,
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  Speaker 5: he urged his keel full on the guns and touched
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  Speaker 5: the spring, himself involved in the bolt. He drove, timed
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  Speaker 5: with the armed hulls shot that strove his shallop die
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  Speaker 5: or do into the flood? His life he threw, yet
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  Speaker 5: lives unscathed, a breathing thing to marvel at he has
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  Speaker 5: his fame, But that mad dash at death? How name
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  Speaker 5: had earth no charm to stay the boy from the
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  Speaker 5: martyr passion? Could he dare disdain the paradise of opening
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  Speaker 5: joy which beckons the fresh heart. Everywhere life has more
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  Speaker 5: lures than any girl. For youth and strength puts forth
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  Speaker 5: a share of beauty, hinting of yet rarer store, and
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  Speaker 5: ever with unfathomable eyes which baffingly entice. Still strangely does
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  Speaker 5: Adonis draw, And life wants over Who shall tell the rest?
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  Speaker 5: Life is? Of all? We know God's best? What imps
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  Speaker 5: these eagles, then, that they fling disrespect on life by
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  Speaker 5: that proud way in which they soar above our lower
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  Speaker 5: clay pretense of wonderment and doubt unblest in Cushing's eager
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  Speaker 5: deed was shown a spirit which brave oh its own,
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  Speaker 5: that scorn of life, which earns Life's crown, earns, but
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  Speaker 5: not always wins. But he the star ascended in his nativity.
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  Speaker 5: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: The March to the Sea December eighteen sixty four by
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  Speaker 1: Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot org by Jonathan Bryan
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  Speaker 1: at Clark University, recorded November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot
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  Speaker 1: A N slash LibriVox. Not Kennesaw high Arching, nor Holatuna's glen,
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  Speaker 1: though there the graves lie parching stayed Sherman's miles of
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  Speaker 1: men from charted Atlanta marching, they launched the sword again.
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  Speaker 1: The columns streamed like rivers, which in their course agreed,
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  Speaker 1: and they streamed until their flashing met the flashing of
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  Speaker 1: the sea. It was glorious glad marching that marching to
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  Speaker 1: the sea. They brushed the foe before them. Shall gnats
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  Speaker 1: impede the bull. Their own good bridges bore them over
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  Speaker 1: swamps or torrents full, and the grand pines waving o'er them,
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  Speaker 1: bowed to axes, keen and cool. The columns grooved their
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  Speaker 1: channels and forced to their own decree, and their power
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  Speaker 1: met nothing larger until it met the sea. It was
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  Speaker 1: glorious glad marching, a marching, glad and free. Kilpatrick's snare
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  Speaker 1: of riders and zigzags mazed the land, perplexed the pale
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  Speaker 1: southsiders with feints on every hand, vague menace awe to
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  Speaker 1: the hiders, and forts beyond command to Sherman's shifting problem.
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  Speaker 1: No foemen knew the key. But onward went the marching
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  Speaker 1: and pausing to the sea. It was glorious glad marching.
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  Speaker 1: The swinging step was free. The f b ankers ranged
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  Speaker 1: like pigeons and clouds through field or wood. The flocks
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  Speaker 1: of all those regions, the herds and horses good poured
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  Speaker 1: in and swelled the legions, for they caught the marching
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  Speaker 1: mood a voli ahead. They hear it, and they hear
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  Speaker 1: the repartee. Fighting was but frolic in that marching to
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  Speaker 1: the sea. It was glorious glad marching, a marching, bold
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  Speaker 1: and free. All nature felt their coming. The birds like couriers, flew,
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  Speaker 1: and the banners, brightly blooming. The slaves by thousands drew
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  Speaker 1: and they marched beside the drumming, and they joined the
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  Speaker 1: army's blue. The cocks crowed from the cannon, pets named
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  Speaker 1: from grant and lee, plumed fighters and campaigners. In that
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  Speaker 1: marching to the sea, it was glorious glad marching, for
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  Speaker 1: every man was free. The foragers through calm lands swept
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  Speaker 1: in tempest gay, and they breathed the air of balm
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  Speaker 1: lands where rolled savannahs lay, and they helped themselves from
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  Speaker 1: farm lands, as who should see them nay. The regiments uproarious,
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  Speaker 1: laughed in plenty's glee, and they marched till their broad
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  Speaker 1: laughter met the laughter of the sea. It was glorious
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  Speaker 1: glad marching, that marching to the sea. The grain of
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  Speaker 1: endless acres was threshed, as in the east, by the
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  Speaker 1: trampling of the takers strong march of man and beast.
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  Speaker 1: The flails of those earth shakers left a famine where
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  Speaker 1: they ceased. The arsenals were yielded the sword that was
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  Speaker 1: to be arrested in the forging rude. That marching to
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  Speaker 1: the sea, it was glorious glad marching, but ah the
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  Speaker 1: stern decree, for behind they left a wailing, a terror,
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  Speaker 1: and a ban and blazing cinder sailing in houseless households,
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  Speaker 1: won wide zones of counties, paling and towns where maniacs ran.
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  Speaker 1: Was it treasons, retribution, necessity, the plea? They will long
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  Speaker 1: remember Sherman and his streaming columns free. They will long
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  Speaker 1: remember Sherman marching to the sea. End of poem. This
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  Speaker 15: The Frenzy in the Wake by Herman Melville, read for
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  Speaker 15: LibriVox dot org by my Buoy at Clark University, recorded
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  Speaker 15: October of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLOCKU dot ed u,
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  Speaker 15: So strong to suffer? Shall we be weak to contend
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  Speaker 15: and break the seews of the oppressor's knee that grinds
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  Speaker 15: upon the neck. Oh, the garments rolled in blood scorch,
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  Speaker 15: and cities wrapped in flame, and the African the imp
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  Speaker 15: he gibbers imputing shame, shall time avenging every woe to
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  Speaker 15: us that joy a lot which Israel thrilled when Cesara's
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  Speaker 15: brow showed gaunt and showed the clot curse on their foreheads,
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  Speaker 15: cheeks and eyes, the northern faces true to the flag.
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  Speaker 15: We hate the flag whose stars like planets strike us
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  Speaker 15: through from frozen Maine. They come far Minnesota too. They
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  Speaker 15: come to a son who's raised dis own. May it
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  Speaker 15: wither them as the dew. The ghosts of our slain
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  Speaker 15: appeal vain. Shall our victories be but back from its
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  Speaker 15: ebb The flood recoils back in a whelming sea with
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  Speaker 15: burning woods. Our skies are brask The pillars of dust
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  Speaker 15: are seen the livelong day. Their cavalry pass no crossing
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  Speaker 15: the road between. We were sore, deceived an awful host.
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  Speaker 15: They move like a roaring wind. Have we gained and lost?
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  Speaker 15: But even despair shall never our hate received? End of poem.
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  Speaker 8: The Fall of Richmond by Hermann Melville read for Librivoks
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  Speaker 8: What mean these peals from every tower and crowds like
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  Speaker 8: seas that sway? The canon reply? They speak the heart
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  Speaker 8: of the people impassioned, and say a city in flags
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  Speaker 8: for a city in flames. Richmond goes Babylon's way, sing
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  Speaker 8: and pray, Oh, weary years in woeful wars, and armies
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  Speaker 8: in the grave, but hearts unquelled at last deter the
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  Speaker 8: helm dilated Lucifer honor to grant the brave, who's three
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  Speaker 8: stars now like Orion's rise, when wreck is on the wave,
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  Speaker 8: bless his glave well that the faith we firmly kept,
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  Speaker 8: and never our aim forswore, for the terrors that trooped
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  Speaker 8: from each recess. When fainting we fought in the wilderness,
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  Speaker 8: and hell made loud Hurrah. But God is in heaven,
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  Speaker 8: and Grant in the town, and right through might is life. Ah,
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  Speaker 8: God's weigh adore.
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  Speaker 9: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 12: Surrendered appomatox by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 12: by Nicholas Rothneck at Clark University, recorded October of twenty twelve,
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  Speaker 12: U m A n slash LibriVox. As billows upon Billow's
• 1:55:34
  Speaker 12: role on victory, victory breaks here yet seven days from
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  Speaker 12: Richmond's fall and crowning triumph wakes the loudjoy gun whose
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  Speaker 12: thunders run by seashore, streams, and lake. The hope and
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  Speaker 12: great events agree in the sword that Grant received from Lee.
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  Speaker 12: The warring eagles fold the wing, but not in Caesar's sway,
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  Speaker 12: not Rome or come by Roman arms. We sing as
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  Speaker 12: on Parcilla's day, but treason throne though a giant grown,
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  Speaker 12: and Freedom's larger play all human tribes gladsoken see in
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  Speaker 12: the close of the wars of Grant end Lee end
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  Speaker 12: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 7: A canticle by Herman Melville read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 7: by Andrew Doug at Clark University, recorded November of twenty
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  Speaker 15: Oh.
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  Speaker 7: The precipice Titanic of the congregated fall and the angle oceanic,
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  Speaker 7: where the deepening thunders call, and the gorge so grim,
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  Speaker 7: and the firmamental rim multitudinously thronging the waters all converge.
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  Speaker 7: Then they sweep adown in sloping solidity of surge. The
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  Speaker 7: nation in her impulse, mysterious as the tide in emotion,
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  Speaker 7: like an ocean, moves in power, not in pride and
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  Speaker 7: is deep in her devotion, as humanity is wide. Thou,
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  Speaker 7: Lord of hosts, victorious the confluence, Thou hast twined by
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  Speaker 7: a wondrous way, and glorious a passage. Thou dost find
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  Speaker 7: a passage, Thou dost find Hosanna to the Lord of Hosts,
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  Speaker 7: the hosts of humankind, stable in its baselessness, when calm
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  Speaker 7: is in the air, the Iris, half in tracelessness, hovers faintly, fair,
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  Speaker 7: fitfully assailing it. A wind from heaven blows, shivering and
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  Speaker 7: paling it to blankness of the snows, while incessant in
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  Speaker 7: renew yuwel, the archery kindled grows till again the gem
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  Speaker 7: and jewel whirl in blinding overthrows till prevailing and transcending
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  Speaker 7: lo the glory perfect there, and the contest finds an
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  Speaker 7: ending for reposes in the air. But the foamy deep unsounded,
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  Speaker 7: and the dim and dizzy ledge, and the booming roar rebounded,
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  Speaker 7: and the gull that skims the edge, the giant of
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  Speaker 7: the pool heaves his forehead white as wool, toward the Iris,
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  Speaker 7: every climbing from the cataracts that call irremovable vast airas
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  Speaker 7: draping all the wall, the generations pouring from times of
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  Speaker 7: endless state, in their going, in their flowing ever form,
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  Speaker 7: the steadfast state, and humanity is growing toward the fullness
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  Speaker 7: of her fate. The Lord of Hosts, victorious, fulfill the
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  Speaker 7: end designed by a way, wondrous way and glorious a passage.
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  Speaker 7: Thou dost find a passage, thou dost find Hosanna to
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  Speaker 7: the Lord of hosts, the hosts of humankind. End of poem.
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  Speaker 7: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 4: The martyr ber Hermann Melville read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 4: by Daniel Padilla at Clark University, recorded on November of
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  Speaker 4: Good Friday was the day of the prodigy and crime.
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  Speaker 4: When they killed him in his pity, When they killed
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  Speaker 4: him in his prime of clemency and calm, when with
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  Speaker 4: yearning he was filled to redeem the evil, willed, and
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  Speaker 4: though conqueror, be kind. But they killed him in his kindness,
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  Speaker 4: in their madness and their blindness, and they killed him
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  Speaker 4: from behind. There is sobbing of the strong and appall
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  Speaker 4: upon the land, But the people, in their weeping bear
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  Speaker 4: the iron hand. Beware the people weeping when they bear
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  Speaker 4: the iron hand. He lieth in his blood, the Father
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  Speaker 4: in his face. They have killed him, the forgiver, the
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  Speaker 4: Avenger takes his place, the Avenger wisely stern, who in
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  Speaker 4: righteousness shall do what the heavens call him to. And
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  Speaker 4: the parricides Remand for they kill him in his kindness,
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  Speaker 4: in their madness and their brightness, and his blood is
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  Speaker 4: on their hand. There is sobbing of the strong, and
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  Speaker 4: they pall upon the land. But the people, in their
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  Speaker 4: weeping bear the iron hand. Beware the people weeping when
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  Speaker 4: they bear the iron hand. And of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 4: is in the public domain. The Coming Storm by Herman
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  Speaker 4: Melville read for libriyvox dot org by Daniel Padilla at
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  Speaker 4: Clark University, November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot Clark u
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  Speaker 4: him who felt this picture pressage dim dim inklings from
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  Speaker 4: the shadowy sphere fixed him and fascinated here a demoncloud
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  Speaker 4: like the mountain one burst on the spirit as mild
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  Speaker 4: as this earned lake the home of shades. But Shakespeare's
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  Speaker 4: pensive child never the lines had lightly scanned, steeped in fable,
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  Speaker 4: steeped in fate. The hamlet in his heart was ware.
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  Speaker 4: Such hearts can antedate. No utter surprise can come to
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  Speaker 4: him who reaches Shakespeare's core. That which we see can shun.
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  Speaker 4: Is there Man's final lore. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 13: By Herman Melville. Read for LibriVox dot org by Jeff
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  Speaker 13: Madoff at Clark University, November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot
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  Speaker 13: U m A n slash LibriVox. The Abrahamic river, patriarch
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  Speaker 13: of floods, calls the roll of all his streams and
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  Speaker 13: watery multitudes. Torrent cries to torrent the rapids, hail the
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  Speaker 13: fall with shouts. The inland freshets gathered to the call.
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  Speaker 13: The quotas of the nation, like the watershed of waves,
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  Speaker 13: muster into union. Eastern warriors, Western braves, martial strains are mingling,
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  Speaker 13: though distant far. The bands and the wheeling of the
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  Speaker 13: squadrons is like surf upon the sands. The bladed guns
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  Speaker 13: are gleaming drift in lengthened trim files on files for
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  Speaker 13: hazy miles nebulously dim o milky way of Armies, star
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  Speaker 13: rising after star new banners of the commonwealths and eagles
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  Speaker 13: of the war. The Abrahamic river to sea wide fullness
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  Speaker 13: fed pouring from the thaw lands by the god of
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  Speaker 13: floods is led his deep enforcing current the streams of
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  Speaker 13: oceanone and Europe's marge is even by rills from Kansas
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  Speaker 13: Loan end of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Aurora Borealis, Commemorative of the Dissolution of the Armies at
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  Speaker 2: the Peace, May eighteen sixty five by Herman Melville. Read
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  Speaker 2: for LibriVox dot org by Laura Matthew at Clark University,
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  Speaker 2: recorded October of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu.
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  Speaker 2: What power disbands the northern life After their steely play,
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  Speaker 2: the lonely watcher feels in awe of nature's sway, as
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  Speaker 2: when appearing he marked there flashed up, rearing in the
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  Speaker 2: cold gloom, retreatings and advancings like dalllyings of doom, transitions
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  Speaker 2: and enhancings, and bloody ray. The phantom host has faded
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  Speaker 2: quite splendor and terror gone portent are promise, and gives
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  Speaker 2: way to pale, meek dawn, the coming going alike in wonder,
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  Speaker 2: showing alike the God decreeing and commanding the million blades
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  Speaker 2: that glowed the muster and disbanding midnight and morn. End
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  Speaker 2: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 5: The released Rebel Prisoner by Herman Melville read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 5: dot org I Sashakohan at Clark University, recorded November of
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  Speaker 5: twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed u slash m
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  Speaker 5: e n e U m A n slash LibriVox Armies.
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  Speaker 5: He's seen the herds of war, but never such swarms
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  Speaker 5: of men as now in the nineveh of the North.
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  Speaker 5: How mad the rebellion then, and yet but dimly he
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  Speaker 5: divines the depth of that deceit and superstition of vast pride,
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  Speaker 5: humbled to such defeat, seductive shown the chiefs in arms
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  Speaker 5: his steel, The nearest magnet drew wreathed with its kind.
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  Speaker 5: The gulf weed drives tis Nature's wrong they rue. His
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  Speaker 5: face is hidden in his beard, but his heart pierre
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  Speaker 5: out at eye, and such a heart like mountain pool
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  Speaker 5: where no man passes by. He thinks of Hill, a
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  Speaker 5: brave soul gone and ashby, dead in pale disdain, and
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  Speaker 5: Stuart with the rupert plume, whose blue eye never shall
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  Speaker 5: laugh again. He hears the drum, He sees our boys
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  Speaker 5: from his wasted fields return ladies, feast them on strawberries,
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  Speaker 5: and even to kiss them yearn he marks them bronzed
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  Speaker 5: in soldier trim, they rifle proudly born. They bear it
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  Speaker 5: for an heirloom. Home, and he disarmed, jail worn Home. Home,
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  Speaker 5: His heart is full of it, But home he never
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  Speaker 5: shall see, even should he stand upon the spot tis
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  Speaker 5: gone where his brothers be. The cypress moss from tree
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  Speaker 5: to tree hangs in his southern land as weird from
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  Speaker 5: thought to thought of his run memories hand in hand,
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  Speaker 5: and so he lingers, lingers on in the city of
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  Speaker 5: the foe, his cousins and his countrymen, who see him
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  Speaker 5: listless go end of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 6: A grave near Petersburg, Virginia by Herman Melville right for
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  Speaker 6: LibriVox dot org by Sam Husca at Clark University, recording
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  Speaker 6: November of twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu slash
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  Speaker 6: Headboard and board duly placed grasped as the mound between
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  Speaker 6: Daniel Drouth is the slumber's name.
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  Speaker 3: Long.
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  Speaker 6: May his grave be green? Quick was his way a
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  Speaker 6: flash and a blow full of his fire? Was he
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  Speaker 6: a fire of hell? Tis burnt out? Now green? May
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  Speaker 6: his grave long be May his grave be green? Though
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  Speaker 6: he was a rebel of iron, mold many a true heart,
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  Speaker 6: true to the cause. Through the blaze of his wrath
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  Speaker 6: lies cold. May his grave be green, still green, while
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  Speaker 6: happy years shall run. May none come nigh to disinter
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  Speaker 6: thee buried gun. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 3: Formerly a Slave by Hermann Melville read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 3: of two thousand twelve. WordPress dot clerk U dot eed
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  Speaker 3: U slash M E N e U M A N
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  Speaker 3: slash LibriVox. The sufferance of her race is shown, and
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  Speaker 3: retrospect of life, which now too late deliverance dawns upon.
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  Speaker 3: Yet is she not at strife her children's children, They
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  Speaker 3: shall know the good withheld from her, And so her
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  Speaker 3: reverie takes prophetic cheer in spirit. She sees the stir
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  Speaker 3: far down the depth of thousand years and marks the
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  Speaker 3: revel shine. Her dusky face is lit with sober light.
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  Speaker 3: Sybilline yet benign end of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 7: The apparition by Hermann Melville read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 7: by Andrew Doig at Clark University, recorded November of two
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  Speaker 7: thousand twelve WordPress dot CLARKU dot E d U slash
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  Speaker 7: Convulsions came, and where the field long slept in pastoral green,
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  Speaker 7: a goblin mountain was upheaved. Sure, the scared sense was
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  Speaker 7: all deceived, marl glen and slag ravine. The unreserve of
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  Speaker 7: ill was there the clinkers in her last retreat. But
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  Speaker 7: ere the eye could take it in, or mind could
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  Speaker 7: comprehension win it sunk and at our feet. So then
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  Speaker 7: solidities a crust, the core of fire below all may
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  Speaker 7: go well for many a year, But who can think
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  Speaker 7: without a fear of horrors that happens so end of poem.
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  Speaker 7: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 18: Magnanimity Baffled by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 18: by Chris Booth at Clark University, recorded November of two
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  Speaker 18: forward slash M E N e U m A N
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  Speaker 18: forward slash LibriVox sharp words. We had before the fight,
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  Speaker 18: but now the fight is done. Look here's my hand,
• 2:11:47
  Speaker 18: said the victor. Bold take it, an honest one, what
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  Speaker 18: holding back? I mean you well, though worsted you strove
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  Speaker 18: stoutly man, the odds were great. I honor you, man,
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  Speaker 18: honors man, still silent, friend. Can grudges be yet?
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  Speaker 13: Am?
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  Speaker 18: I held a foe turned to the wall on his
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  Speaker 18: caught he lies never I'll leave him, so brave one,
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  Speaker 18: I here implore your hand, dumb still all fellowship fled Nay.
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  Speaker 18: Then I'll have this stubborn hand. He snatched it.
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  Speaker 4: It was dead.
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  Speaker 18: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 15: On the Slain Collegians by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 15: dot Org by My Boy at Clark University, recorded November
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  Speaker 15: twenty twelve, WordPress dot CLARKU dot edu. Slash m e
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  Speaker 15: n e U m A n slash LibriVox. Youth is
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  Speaker 15: the time when hearts are large and stirring. Wars appeal
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  Speaker 15: to the spirit, which appeals in turn to the blade
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  Speaker 15: it draws. If women in sight in duty show they'll
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  Speaker 15: made the mask of kin, or whether it be truth's
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  Speaker 15: sacred cause, who can aloof remain that shares youth's ardor
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  Speaker 15: uncooled by the snow of wisdom or sordid gain the
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  Speaker 15: liberal arts and nurture sweet which give him gentleness to man,
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  Speaker 15: train him to honor, lend him grace through bright examples,
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  Speaker 15: meet that culture which makes never wan with underminings deep,
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  Speaker 15: but holds the surface still its fitting place, and so
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  Speaker 15: gives sunniness to the face and bravery to the heart.
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  Speaker 15: What troops of generous boys and happiness thus bred Saturnians,
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  Speaker 15: through life's temp led went from the north and came
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  Speaker 15: from the south with golden mottos in the mouth, to
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  Speaker 15: lie down midway on a bloody bed. Woe for the
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  Speaker 15: homes of the North, and woe for the seats of
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  Speaker 15: the south. All who felt life spring in prime, and
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  Speaker 15: were swept by the wind of their place and time.
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  Speaker 15: All lavish hearts, on whichever side of birth, urbane or courage,
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  Speaker 15: high armed them, for the stirring wars armed them some
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  Speaker 15: to die apollaike in pride, each which lay his python
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  Speaker 15: caught the maxims in his temple, taut a flame with sympathies,
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  Speaker 15: whose blaze perforce and wrapped him. Social laws, friendship, and kin,
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  Speaker 15: and bygone days vows kisses every heart and more's, and
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  Speaker 15: launches into the seas of wars. What could they else?
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  Speaker 15: North or south each went forth with blessings given by
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  Speaker 15: priests and mothers, and the name of heaven and honor
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  Speaker 15: in both was chief warred, one for right and one
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  Speaker 15: for wrong.
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  Speaker 14: So be it.
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  Speaker 15: But they both were young. Each grape to his cluster clung.
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  Speaker 15: All their elegies are sung. The anguish of maternal hearts
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  Speaker 15: must search for bon divine. But while the striplings bore
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  Speaker 15: their faded parts, the heavens, all parts assign never felt
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  Speaker 15: life's care or colloy. Each bloomed and died an unabated boy.
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  Speaker 15: Nor dreamed what death was, thought it mere sliding into
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  Speaker 15: some veneral sphere. They knew the joy but leaped the
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  Speaker 15: grief like plants that flower e'er comes the leaf which
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  Speaker 15: storms lay low in kindly doom and kill them in
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  Speaker 15: their flash of bloom. End of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 15: in the public.
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  Speaker 1: Domain America by Herman Melville, read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 1: by Jonathan Bryan at Clark University, recorded November of twenty twelve,
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  Speaker 1: WordPress dot CLARKU dot ed U slash m e n
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  Speaker 1: e U m A n slash LibriVox one. Where the
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  Speaker 1: wings sunny dome expand, I saw a banner and gladsome air,
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  Speaker 1: starry like Berenice's hair, a flowed in broadened bravery. There
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  Speaker 1: with undulating lawn drawn flow as rolled Brazilian billows go
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  Speaker 1: voluminously over the line. The land reposed in peace below
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  Speaker 1: the children in their glee where folded to the exulting
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  Speaker 1: heart of young maternity to later, and it streamed in fight.
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  Speaker 1: When tempest mingled with the fray, and over the spear
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  Speaker 1: point of the shaft, I saw the ambiguous lightning play
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  Speaker 1: Valor with Valor strove and died. Fierce was despair, and
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  Speaker 1: cruel was pride, and the lorn mother speechless, stood pale
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  Speaker 1: at the fury of her brood.
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  Speaker 12: Three.
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  Speaker 1: Yet later and the silk did wind her fair cold form.
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  Speaker 1: Little availed the shining shroud, though ruddy in hue, to
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  Speaker 1: cheer or warm. A watcher looked upon her low and said,
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  Speaker 1: she sleeps, but sleeps she is not dead. But in
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  Speaker 1: that sleep contortion showed the terror of the vision. There
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  Speaker 1: a silent vision unavowed, revealing Earth's foundation bare and gorgon
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  Speaker 1: in her hidden place. It was a thing of fear
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  Speaker 1: to see so foul a dream upon so fair a face,
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  Speaker 1: and the dreamer lying in that starry shroud. Four. But
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  Speaker 1: from the trance she sudden broke the trance or death,
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  Speaker 1: into promoted life. At her feet a shivered yoke, and
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  Speaker 1: in her aspect turned to heaven. No trace of passion
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  Speaker 1: or of strife, a clear, calm look. It spake of pain,
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  Speaker 1: but such as purifies from stain, sharp pangs that never
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  Speaker 1: come again, and triumph repressed by knowledge, meet power, dedicate,
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  Speaker 1: and hope grown wise and youth matured, for Age's seat
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  Speaker 1: law on her brow and empire in her eyes. So
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  Speaker 1: she with graver air and lifted flag, while the shadow,
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  Speaker 1: chased by light, fled along the far dawn height and
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  Speaker 1: left her on the crag end of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 1: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 17: A nepitaph by Herman Melville, read by Meredith Newman for
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  Speaker 17: LibriVox dot org at Clark University, recorded in May of
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  Speaker 17: two thousand thirteen word press dot Clark U dot E
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  Speaker 17: d U slash M E n e U M A
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  Speaker 17: N slash LibriVox. When Sunday tidings from the front made
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  Speaker 17: pale the priest and people, and heavily the blessing went,
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  Speaker 17: and bells were dumb in the steeple. The soldier's widow
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  Speaker 17: summering sweetly here in shade by waving beeches lent felt
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  Speaker 17: deep at heart, her faith content, and priest and people
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  Speaker 17: borrowed of her cheer. End of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 17: in the public domain. The Mound by the Lake by
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  Speaker 17: Herman Melville, read by Meredith Newman for LibriVox dot org,
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  Speaker 17: Clark University, recorded in May of two thousand thirteen, WordPress
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  Speaker 17: dot Clark U dot E d U slash M E
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  Speaker 17: N e U M A N slash LibriVox. The grass
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  Speaker 17: shall never forget this grave, When homeward footing it in
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  Speaker 17: the sun, after the weary ride by rail. The stripling
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  Speaker 17: soldiers passed her door, wounded perchance or wan and pale.
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  Speaker 17: She left her household work undone duly, the wayside table
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  Speaker 17: spread with evergreens shaded to regale each travel spent and
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  Speaker 17: grateful one so warm her heart, childless unwed, who like
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  Speaker 17: a mother comforted. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 17: the public domain. Commemorative of a naval victory by Hermann Melville,
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  Speaker 17: read by Meredith Newman for LibriVox dot org at Clark University,
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  Speaker 17: recorded in May of two thousand thirteen WordPress dot CLARKU
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  Speaker 17: dot e ed U slash m E N e U
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  Speaker 17: m A n slash LibriVox. Sailors, there are of gentlest breed,
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  Speaker 17: yet strong, Like every goodly thing. The discipline of arms refines,
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  Speaker 17: and the wave gives tempering. The damask blade, its beam
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  Speaker 17: can fling. It lends the last grave grace. The hawk,
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  Speaker 17: the hound, the sordid nobleman in Titian's picture for a
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  Speaker 17: king are of hunter or warrior race in social halls,
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  Speaker 17: a favored guest in years that follow victory one, how
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  Speaker 17: sweetly to feel your festal fame in woman's glance instinctive
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  Speaker 17: throne repose is yours, Your deed is known. It musks
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  Speaker 17: the amber wine, it lives in sheds a little from
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  Speaker 17: storied days, rich as october sunsets brown, which make the
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  Speaker 17: barren place to shine. But seldom the laurel wreath is seen,
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  Speaker 17: unmixed with pensive pansies.
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  Speaker 4: Dark.
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  Speaker 17: There's a light and a shadow on every man who
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  Speaker 17: at last attains his lifted mark. Nursing through night, the
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  Speaker 17: ethereal spark elate. He can never be. He feels that
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  Speaker 17: spirits which glad had hailed his worth, sleep in oblivion.
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  Speaker 17: The shark glides white through the Phosphorus Sea. End of pom.
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  Speaker 17: This recording is in the public domain.