The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. New complete ed., with illustr, by J. Gilbert |
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... Singing at Midnight , The 95 Warning , The 98 William E. Channing , To 92 Witnesses , The . 96 SEASIDE AND THE ... Singers , The 307 Sonnet . 306 Suspiria 307 Tegner's Drapa 304 PAGE SEASIDE , BY THE : - Building of the vi CONTENTS .
... Singing at Midnight , The 95 Warning , The 98 William E. Channing , To 92 Witnesses , The . 96 SEASIDE AND THE ... Singers , The 307 Sonnet . 306 Suspiria 307 Tegner's Drapa 304 PAGE SEASIDE , BY THE : - Building of the vi CONTENTS .
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... Singing , " Pray for this poor soul , Pray , -pray ! " And the hooded clouds , like friars , Tell their beads in drops of rain , And patter their doleful prayers ; - But their prayers are all in vain , All in vain ! There he stands in ...
... Singing , " Pray for this poor soul , Pray , -pray ! " And the hooded clouds , like friars , Tell their beads in drops of rain , And patter their doleful prayers ; - But their prayers are all in vain , All in vain ! There he stands in ...
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... sings , And merrily , with oft - repeated stroke , Sounds from the threshing - floor the busy flail . O what a glory doth this world put on For him who , with a fervent heart , goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky , and looks On ...
... sings , And merrily , with oft - repeated stroke , Sounds from the threshing - floor the busy flail . O what a glory doth this world put on For him who , with a fervent heart , goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky , and looks On ...
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... Singing received they in the midst of foliage That made monotonous burden to their rhymes , Even as from branch to branch it gathering swells Through the pine forests on the shore of Chiassi , When Eolus unlooses the Sirocco Already my ...
... Singing received they in the midst of foliage That made monotonous burden to their rhymes , Even as from branch to branch it gathering swells Through the pine forests on the shore of Chiassi , When Eolus unlooses the Sirocco Already my ...
Σελίδα 46
... sing and fly , Goes with us , and far away . " I greet thee , bonny boat ! Whither , or whence , With thy fluttering golden band ? " - " I greet thee , little bird ! To the wide sea I haste from the narrow land . " Full and swollen is ...
... sing and fly , Goes with us , and far away . " I greet thee , bonny boat ! Whither , or whence , With thy fluttering golden band ? " - " I greet thee , little bird ! To the wide sea I haste from the narrow land . " Full and swollen is ...
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Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
angel answer arms beautiful beneath birds breath bright called clouds comes dance dark dead death deep door dream earth Enter eyes face fair fall father fear feel feet fell fire flowers follow forest FRIAR Gipsy give gleam golden grave hand hast head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy hope HYPOLITO land LARA Laughing leaves light lips live look maiden moon morning never night o'er once pass play Pray prayer PRECIOSA PRINCE HENRY rest rise river rose round sail sang seemed shadow shining side silent singing sleep soft song sorrow soul sound speak spirit stands stars stood strong sweet Take tell thee things thou thought trees unto VICTORIAN village voice wait walls wander wave wild wind youth
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Σελίδα 90 - 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 288 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate! We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workman wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope. What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Σελίδα 81 - The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Σελίδα 206 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start ; Who through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer.
Σελίδα 633 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the black wharves and the slips, And the sea-tides tossing free ; And Spanish sailors with bearded lips. And the beauty and mystery of the ships, And the magic of the sea. And the voice of that wayward song Is singing and saying still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Σελίδα 85 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Σελίδα 82 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION.
Σελίδα 187 - Were half the power that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals or forts!
Σελίδα 643 - Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what are all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said ; For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead.
Σελίδα 53 - SPEAK ! speak ! thou fearful guest ! Who, with thy hollow breast Still in rude armor drest, Comest to daunt me ! Wrapt not in Eastern balms, But with thy fleshless palms Stretched, as if asking alms. Why dost thou haunt me ? " Then, from those cavernous eyes Pale flashes seemed to rise, As when the Northern skies Gleam in December; And, like the water's flow Under December's snow, Came a dull voice of woe From the heart's chamber. " I was a Viking old ! My deeds, though manifold, No Skald in song...