The International library of famous literature, selections from the world's great writers, ancient, mediaeval, and modern with biographical and explanatory notes and critical essays by many eminent (14784027403)

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Title: The International library of famous literature, selections from the world's great writers, ancient, mediaeval, and modern with biographical and explanatory notes and critical essays by many eminent writers
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Garnett, Richard, 1835-1906 Vallée, Léon, 1850-1919 Brandl, Alois, 1855-1940 Mitchell, Donald Grant, 1822-1908
Subjects: Literature
Publisher: London : The Standard
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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ABRAHAM LINCOLN MR. PUNCHS TRIBUTE TO LINCOLN. 7309 Who trusts the strength will with the burden grow,That God makes instruments to work his will, If but that will we can arrive to know Nor tamper with the weights of good and ill. So he went forth to battle on the sideThat he felt clear was Libertys and Eights, As in his peasant boyhood he had pliedHis warfare with rude Natures thwarting mights; The uncleared forest, the unbroken soil, The iron bark that turns the lumberers ax,The rapid, that oerbears the boatmans toil, The prairie, hiding the mazed wanderers tracks, The ambushed Indian, and the prowling bear, —Such were the deeds that helped his youth to train. Kough culture, but such trees large fruit may bear,If but their stocks be of right girth and grain. So he grew up, a destined work to do, And lived to do it; four long-suffering years, 111 fate, ill feeling, ill report, lived through.And then he heard the hisses change to cheers, The taunts to tribute, the abuse to praise, A