Eliza Cook

Name: Once a Week
Author: Eliza Cook

Biographical details

Eliza Cook (1818-1889) published works such as The North Star, The Flag of the Free and Be Kind When You Can. These writings evoke the Old Farm Gate, neath and worm.

Quotes by Eliza Cook

Eliza Cook, Song of the Worm

“ THE worm, the rich worm, has a noble domain
In the field that is stored with its millions of slain ;
The charnel-grounds widen, to me they belong,
With the vaults of the sepulchre, sculptured and strong.
The tower of ages in fragments is laid,
Moss grows on the stones, and I lurk in its shade ;
And the hand of the giant and heart of the brave
Must turn weak and submit to the worm and the grave. ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Black Bess

“ If you love what is noble, pledge Turpin's brave mare;
And the draught will be welcome, the wine will be good;
If it have half the spirit and strength of her blood.
May the steed that comes nigh her in courage and fire
Carry rider more worthy to make its heart tire ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, The Old Arm-Chair

“ I've bedewed it with tears and embalmed it with sighs.
'Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart;
Not a tie will break, not a link will start.
Would ye learn the spell?—a mother sat there;
And a sacred thing is that old arm-chair. ”

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Source: Gutenberg

Eliza Cook, Suggestive programs for special day exercises… (1898)

“ Of light shall ne'er depart;
'Tis stamped upon the dullest brain
And warms the coldest heart;
A war cry fit for any land
Where freedom's to be won;
Land of the West! it stands alone,
It is thy Washington! ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, The Banner of Union

“ For Glory or Death, we will twine in one wreath
Rose, Shamrock, and Thistle for ever.
Our Banner of Union shall float in the wind
Over hearts that have never yet quailed;
The sword shall be drawn and the banner be borne,
By hands that have never yet failed. ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Sentimental reciter (1856)

“ For the stream running nigh, and the hillocks of sand
Were temptations no dirt-loving rogue could withstand,
But to swing on the gate-rails, to clamber and ride
Was the utmost of pleasure, of glory and pride ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, The North Star

“ Like a beautiful face with a gathering frown.
'Tis true we all know that summer must go,—
That the swallow will never stay long in our eaves;
Yet we'd rather be watching the wild rose blow,
Than be counting the colours of Autumn leaves. ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Black Bess

“ Yet her life was most precious by far of the two.
I live on the sea and I'm lord of a ship,
That starts from her rest like a hound from the slip;
Her speed is unrivalled, her beauty is rare;
But her timbers are black as the highwayman's mare. ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, There's a Star in the West

“ THERE'S a star in the West that shall never go down
Till the records of Valour decay ;
We must worship its light, though it is not our own,
For liberty burst in its ray.
Shall the name of a Washington ever be heard
By a freeman and thrill not his breast ?
Is there one out of bondage that hails not the word,
As the Bethlehem Star of the West ? ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Once a Week, Series 1, Volume III… (1860)

“ Some only stay to work and pray,
⁠And some but live for Crime and Greed.
Our feet of clay trip up each other,
⁠Our wings of ether seek the sky;
We breathe—we are—child follows mother,
⁠Yet none can tell us “How?” or “Why?” ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Sentimental reciter (1856)

“ The hallowed seat with listening ear;
And gentle words that mother would give,
To fit me to die, and teach me to live.
She told me shame would never betide,
With truth for my creed, and God for my guide ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Song of the Sailor Boy

“ Forsakes me on the deep?
Let hope and faith light up your glance,
When you see our ship set sail;
Look, look at her now, and see her dance;
Oh! Why do you turn so pale?
There's an English flag, and an English crew ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, The Flag of the Free

“ Has our straining eye caught the loved colours at last.
And seen the dear bark bounding on to us fast?
Then, then have our hearts learnt how precious can be
The fair streamer of England-the Flag of the Free! ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Our American Holidays - Christmas (1949)

“ When the flowers and fruits have long been dead,
And not even the daisy is seen.
Then sing to the holly, the Christmas holly,
That hangs over peasant and king;
While we laugh and carouse 'neath its glittering boughs,
To the Christmas holly we'll sing. ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Be Kind When You Can

“ Stone by stone builds the temple that rises in glory,
Inch by inch grows the child till maturity's prime;
The jewels so famous in bright, Eastern story
Have been nursed, tint by tint, in the blossom of Time. ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Sentimental reciter (1856)

“ And the dear ones came home thro’ the Old Farm Gate.
Oh! fair is the barrier taking its place,
But it darkens a picture my soul longed to trace—
I sigh to behold the rough staple and hasp,
And the rails that my growing hand scarcely could clasp.
Oh! how strongly the warm spirit grudges to part
With the commonest relic once linked to the heart;
And the brightest of fortune—the kindliest fate—
Would not banish my love for the Old Farm Gate.
Eliza Cook
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, Sentimental reciter (1856)

“ Were favourite themes for discussion and thought.
The merits and faults of a neighbour just dead—
The hopes of a couple about to be wed—
The parliament doings—the bill and debate—
Were all canvassed and weighed at the Old Farm Gate. ”

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Source: Wikisource

Eliza Cook, The Old Arm-Chair

“ I love it, I love it, and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm-chair? ”

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Source: Gutenberg

Eliza Cook, Once a Week (1860)

“ Read him over—you’ll discover
⁠Nought but “Once upon a time.”
I wander’d to a spot of earth,
⁠Where Fame had crowned the ruin-crags,
Where ravens in their shrieking mirth
⁠Flapp’d their black wings like conquerors’ flags
Waving above a battle-field ”

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