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Famous StoriesHow Napoleon Crossed The AlpsAbout a hundred years ago there lived a great gen-er-al who... George Washington And His Hatchet When George Wash-ing-ton was quite a little boy, his father... Grace Darling It was a dark Sep-tem-ber morning. There was a storm at sea... Diogenes The Wise Man At Cor-inth, in Greece, there lived a very wise man whose n... The Miller Of The Dee Once upon a time there lived on the banks of the River Dee ... Pocahontas There was once a very brave man whose name was John Smith. ... King Alfred And The Beggar At one time the Danes drove King Alfred from his kingdom, a... Sir Walter Raleigh There once lived in England a brave and noble man whose nam... The Story Of William Tell The people of Swit-zer-land were not always free and happy ... A Story Of Robin Hood In the rude days of King Rich-ard and King John there were ... Picciola Many years ago there was a poor gentleman shut up in one of... King Alfred And The Cakes Many years ago there lived in Eng-land a wise and good ... Doctor Goldsmith There was once a kind man whose name was Oliver Gold-smith.... Whittington And His Cat The City There was once a little boy whose name was Rich... The Story Of Cincinnatus There was a man named Cin-cin-na'tus who lived on a little ... The Sword Of Damocles There was once a king whose name was Di-o-nys'i-us. He was ... Androclus And The Lion In Rome there was once a poor slave whose name was An'dro-c... Three Men Of Gotham There is a town in England called Go-tham, and many merry s... The Black Douglas In Scotland, in the time of King Robert Bruce, there lived ... Maximilian And The Goose Boy One summer day King Max-i-mil'ian of Ba-va'ri-a was walking... |
HE NEVER SMILED AGAINThe bark that held the prince went down, The sweeping waves rolled on; And what was England's glorious crown To him that wept a son? He lived, for life may long be borne Ere sorrow breaks its chain: Why comes not death to those who mourn? He never smiled again. There stood proud forms before his throne, The stately and the brave; But who could fill the place of one,-- That one beneath the wave? Before him passed the young and fair, In pleasure's reckless train; But seas dashed o'er his son's bright hair-- He never smiled again. He sat where festal bowls went round; He heard the minstrel sing; He saw the tour-ney's victor crowned Amid the knightly ring. A murmur of the restless deep Was blent with every strain, A voice of winds that would not sleep-- He never smiled again. Hearts, in that time, closed o'er the trace Of vows once fondly poured, And strangers took the kins-man's place At many a joyous board; Graves which true love had bathed with tears Were left to heaven's bright rain; Fresh hopes were born for other years-- _He_ never smiled again! Next: KING JOHN AND THE ABBOT Previous: THE WHITE SHIP
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