The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. With Prefatory Notice, [and] ... Engravings on SteelGall & Inglis, 1855 - 640 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα v
... holy - days , in its various costumes and pomp- ous solemnities . But the impression must be still stronger on a scholar from the United States , where only a few frag- mentary relics , preserved in museums , witness to mediæval times ...
... holy - days , in its various costumes and pomp- ous solemnities . But the impression must be still stronger on a scholar from the United States , where only a few frag- mentary relics , preserved in museums , witness to mediæval times ...
Σελίδα xii
... Holy One's face upon Tabor . ” In this short passage are two impertinent illustrations of the kind referred to . It is surprising that Longfellow's ad- miration of Tegnér could beguile his usually severe taste into the perpetration of ...
... Holy One's face upon Tabor . ” In this short passage are two impertinent illustrations of the kind referred to . It is surprising that Longfellow's ad- miration of Tegnér could beguile his usually severe taste into the perpetration of ...
Σελίδα 5
... holy sounds the air , as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation , and scatters blessings upon them , Down the long street she passed , with her chaplet of beads and her missal , Wearing her Norman - cap , and her kirtle ...
... holy sounds the air , as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation , and scatters blessings upon them , Down the long street she passed , with her chaplet of beads and her missal , Wearing her Norman - cap , and her kirtle ...
Σελίδα 17
... holy compassion ! Hark , how these lips still repeat the prayer , O Father forgive them ! ' Let us repeat that prayer in the hour when the wicked assail us . Let us repeat it now , and say , ' O Father , forgive them ! ' " Few were his ...
... holy compassion ! Hark , how these lips still repeat the prayer , O Father forgive them ! ' Let us repeat that prayer in the hour when the wicked assail us . Let us repeat it now , and say , ' O Father , forgive them ! ' " Few were his ...
Σελίδα 45
... holy land of song . Therefore , at Pentecost , which brings The Spring , clothed like a bride , When nestling birds unfold their wings , And bishop's - caps have golden rings , Musing upon many things , I sought the woodlands wide . The ...
... holy land of song . Therefore , at Pentecost , which brings The Spring , clothed like a bride , When nestling birds unfold their wings , And bishop's - caps have golden rings , Musing upon many things , I sought the woodlands wide . The ...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Τόμος 4 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Πλήρης προβολή - 1885 |
The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Τόμος 4 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Πλήρης προβολή - 1883 |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Acadian angels art thou BARTOLOME beautiful behold Belfry of Bruges bell beneath birds blessed breast breath bright brooklet child CHISPA clouds CRUZADO dark dead death DON CARLOS dost dream earth Edenhall ELSIE Evangeline eyes face fair father fear flowers forest FRIAR CUTHBERT Gipsy gleam gold golden Golden Legend GOTTLIEB Grand-Pré grave hand hear heard heart heaven Hoheneck holy HYPOLITO king land LARA light lips look Lord loud LUCIFER maiden Minnesinger monks moon night Nils Juel Nova Scotia o'er PADRE CURA pass poem Pray prayer PRECIOSA priest PRINCE HENRY rise river round sail Saint Salern sang shadows shalt shining silent singing sleep soft song sorrow soul sound stand star stood sweet Tharaw thee thine thou art thou hast thought unto URSULA VICTORIAN village voice walls wandered wave wild wind window words youth
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Σελίδα 189 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore. Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with th.ee.
Σελίδα 409 - The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
Σελίδα 49 - And with them the being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine.
Σελίδα 48 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Σελίδα 321 - But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be : And she thought of Christ who stilled the wave, On the Lake of Galilee.
Σελίδα 410 - There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star — Excelsior!
Σελίδα 48 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Σελίδα 5 - Homeward serenely she walked with God's benediction upon her. When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
Σελίδα 320 - Then leaped her cable's length. 'Come hither! come hither! my little daughter, And do not tremble so; For I can weather the roughest gale, That ever wind did blow.
Σελίδα 201 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time : Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Nothing useless is, or low ; Each thing in its place is best ; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.