The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowDavid Bogue, 1851 - 546 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 11
... darkness befriended , And as he knocked and waited to hear the sound of her footsteps , Knew not which beat the louder , his heart or the knocker of iron ; Or at the joyous feast of the Patron Saint of the village , Bolder grew , and ...
... darkness befriended , And as he knocked and waited to hear the sound of her footsteps , Knew not which beat the louder , his heart or the knocker of iron ; Or at the joyous feast of the Patron Saint of the village , Bolder grew , and ...
Σελίδα 12
... darkness Bursting with light seemed the smithy , through every cranny and crevice , Warm by the forge within they watched the labour · ing bellows , And as its panting ceased , and the sparks expired in the ashes , Merrily laughed , and ...
... darkness Bursting with light seemed the smithy , through every cranny and crevice , Warm by the forge within they watched the labour · ing bellows , And as its panting ceased , and the sparks expired in the ashes , Merrily laughed , and ...
Σελίδα 17
... darkness . Faces , clumsily carved in oak , on the back of his arm- chair , Laughed in the flickering light ; and the pewter plates on the dresser Caught and reflected the flame , as shields of armies the sunshine . Fragments of song ...
... darkness . Faces , clumsily carved in oak , on the back of his arm- chair , Laughed in the flickering light ; and the pewter plates on the dresser Caught and reflected the flame , as shields of armies the sunshine . Fragments of song ...
Σελίδα 27
... dark- ness , Lighted less by the lamp than the shining face of the maiden . Silent she passed through the hall , and entered the door of her chamber . Simple that chamber was , with its curtains of white , and its clothes - press Ample ...
... dark- ness , Lighted less by the lamp than the shining face of the maiden . Silent she passed through the hall , and entered the door of her chamber . Simple that chamber was , with its curtains of white , and its clothes - press Ample ...
Σελίδα 51
... darkness . " And thereupon the priest , her friend and father - con- fessor , Said , with a smile : - " O daughter ! thy God thus speaketh within thee ! Talk not of wasted affection , affection never was wasted ; If it enrich not the ...
... darkness . " And thereupon the priest , her friend and father - con- fessor , Said , with a smile : - " O daughter ! thy God thus speaketh within thee ! Talk not of wasted affection , affection never was wasted ; If it enrich not the ...
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Acadian Acadie angel arms art thou BARTOLOMÉ beautiful behold beneath birds bosom breath bride bright CHISPA clouds Count of Lara CRUZADO dance dark dead death DON CARLOS doth dream earth Edenhall Evangeline eyes face fair father fear fire flowers forest FRIEDRICH VON LOGAU Gipsy gleam gold golden Grand-Pré grave hand hear heard heart heaven holy Humphrey Gilbert HYPOLITO JULIUS MOSEN land leaves light lips look loud maiden meadows midnight moon morning night Nils Juel o'er ocean PADRE CURA passed poem Pray prayer PRECIOSA priest restless heart rise river round sail Saint sang SCENE shadows shine ships silent silver singing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spake stands stars stood sweet tears Tharaw thee thine thou art thou hast thought Timoneda unto VICTORIAN village voice wait wander wave weary wild wind words youth
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Σελίδα 188 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time.
Σελίδα 216 - Last night, the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see ! ' The skipper, he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laughed he.
Σελίδα 189 - And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Σελίδα 224 - 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 duties well performed, and days well spent ! For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings. He shall so hear the solemn hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear.
Σελίδα 151 - Build to-day, then, strong and sure, With a firm and ample base ; And ascending and secure Shall to-morrow find its place. Thus alone can we attain To those turrets, where the eye Sees the world as one vast plain, And one boundless reach of sky.
Σελίδα 101 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Σελίδα 539 - THOUGH the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small ; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he alL TRUTH.
Σελίδα 293 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night...
Σελίδα 242 - With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God, This is the place where human harvests grow.
Σελίδα 210 - Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear, While from my path the hare Fled like a shadow; Oft through the forest dark Followed the were-wolf's bark, Until the soaring lark Sang from the meadow'. "But when I older grew, Joining a corsair's crew, O'er the dark sea I flew With the marauders. Wild was the life we led; Many the souls that sped, Many the hearts that bled, By our stern orders.