The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowHoughton, Osgood, 1880 - 417 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα vi
... Star . 50 In the Churchyard at Cambridge 316 51 The Two Angels 317 51 Oliver Basselin 318 51 The Jewish Cemetery at Newport 318 Divina Commedia . 52 Victor Galbraith 320 Daylight and Moonlight 321 My Lost Youth 322 THE SPANISH STUDENT ...
... Star . 50 In the Churchyard at Cambridge 316 51 The Two Angels 317 51 Oliver Basselin 318 51 The Jewish Cemetery at Newport 318 Divina Commedia . 52 Victor Galbraith 320 Daylight and Moonlight 321 My Lost Youth 322 THE SPANISH STUDENT ...
Σελίδα v
... Stars 10 POEMS ON SLAVERY . Flowers 11 The Beleaguered City 12 To William E. Channing . 41 Midnight Mass for the Dying Year 13 The Slave's Dream 41 L'Envoi 13 The Good Part that shall not be taken 42 away The Slave Singing at Midnight ...
... Stars 10 POEMS ON SLAVERY . Flowers 11 The Beleaguered City 12 To William E. Channing . 41 Midnight Mass for the Dying Year 13 The Slave's Dream 41 L'Envoi 13 The Good Part that shall not be taken 42 away The Slave Singing at Midnight ...
Σελίδα vi
... Star . Divina Commedia . 51 The Jewish Cemetery at Newport 318 52 Victor Galbraith 320 Daylight and Moonlight 321 My Lost Youth 322 THE SPANISH STUDENT 54 The Ropewalk 324 The Golden Milestone . 324 EVANGELINE 105 Daybreak ..... Catawba ...
... Star . Divina Commedia . 51 The Jewish Cemetery at Newport 318 52 Victor Galbraith 320 Daylight and Moonlight 321 My Lost Youth 322 THE SPANISH STUDENT 54 The Ropewalk 324 The Golden Milestone . 324 EVANGELINE 105 Daybreak ..... Catawba ...
Σελίδα xx
... Stars , " was the lesson of endurance and patience and cheerfulness . It had been taught by other poets , but not as this one taught it , not in verse that set itself to music in the memory of thousands , and in words that were pictures ...
... Stars , " was the lesson of endurance and patience and cheerfulness . It had been taught by other poets , but not as this one taught it , not in verse that set itself to music in the memory of thousands , and in words that were pictures ...
Σελίδα xxxvi
... star quenched on high , For ages would its light , Still travelling downward from the sky , Shine on our mortal sight . " So when a great man dies , For years beyond our ken , The light he leaves behind him lies Upon the paths of men ...
... star quenched on high , For ages would its light , Still travelling downward from the sky , Shine on our mortal sight . " So when a great man dies , For years beyond our ken , The light he leaves behind him lies Upon the paths of men ...
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Acadian Angel answered arrows Balt beautiful behold beneath birds breath bright Carlos Chibiabos clouds cried Dacotahs dance dark dead death door dreams earth Elsie Evangeline eyes face father fear Filled flowers forest Friar Gipsy Gitche Gumee gleam golden Grand-Pré grave hand hast hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy John Alden Kenabeek King Kwasind land Lara Laughing Water light listen look loud Lucifer maiden meadow Miles Standish Minnehaha Mondamin Monk moon morning night o'er old Nokomis Osseo Padre passed Pau-Puk-Keewis Paul Flemming poem poet Pray prayer Preciosa Prince Henry river rose round sail sang shadows shining Sigrid the Haughty silent singing sleep smile song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake stars stood sunshine sweet thee thou art thought unto Vict village voice wait walls wampum wandered whispered wigwam wild wind words youth
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Σελίδα 152 - There is no Death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Σελίδα 332 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
Σελίδα xxvii - 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 and forts : The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Σελίδα 47 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Σελίδα 105 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Σελίδα 20 - The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.
Σελίδα 147 - 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!
Σελίδα 47 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth I knew not where ; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ! Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Σελίδα 261 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens.
Σελίδα 322 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the sea-fight far away, How it thundered o'er the tide! And the dead captains as they lay In their graves o'erlooking the tranquil bay Where they in battle died. And the sound of that mournful song Goes through me with a thrill: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.