The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Τόμος 1Houghton, Mifflin, 1883 |
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Σελίδα 60
... count of spotless fame , And baron brave , That might the sword of empire wield , All these , O Death , hast thou concealed In the dark grave ! Their deeds of mercy and of arms , In peaceful days , or war's alarms , When thou dost show ...
... count of spotless fame , And baron brave , That might the sword of empire wield , All these , O Death , hast thou concealed In the dark grave ! Their deeds of mercy and of arms , In peaceful days , or war's alarms , When thou dost show ...
Σελίδα 66
... count them all ; Then , on Ocaña's castled rock , Death at his portal came to knock , With sudden call , Saying , " Good Cavalier , prepare To leave this world of toil and care With joyful mien ; Let thy strong heart of steel this day ...
... count them all ; Then , on Ocaña's castled rock , Death at his portal came to knock , With sudden call , Saying , " Good Cavalier , prepare To leave this world of toil and care With joyful mien ; Let thy strong heart of steel this day ...
Σελίδα 73
... Than golden sands , that charm each shepherd's gaze . How without guile thy bosom , all transparent As the pure crystal , lets the curious eye Thy secrets scan , thy smooth , round pebbles count The Brook 73 THE BROOK ·
... Than golden sands , that charm each shepherd's gaze . How without guile thy bosom , all transparent As the pure crystal , lets the curious eye Thy secrets scan , thy smooth , round pebbles count The Brook 73 THE BROOK ·
Σελίδα 74
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Thy secrets scan , thy smooth , round pebbles count ! How , without malice murmuring , glides thy current ! O sweet simplicity of days gone by ! Thou shun'st the haunts of man , to dwell in lim- pid fount ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Thy secrets scan , thy smooth , round pebbles count ! How , without malice murmuring , glides thy current ! O sweet simplicity of days gone by ! Thou shun'st the haunts of man , to dwell in lim- pid fount ...
Σελίδα 133
... counts them as nothing . Who shall stand in his presence ? The wrath of the judge is terrific , Casting the insolent down at a glance . When he speaks in his anger Hillocks skip like the kid , and mountains leap like the roebuck . Yet ...
... counts them as nothing . Who shall stand in his presence ? The wrath of the judge is terrific , Casting the insolent down at a glance . When he speaks in his anger Hillocks skip like the kid , and mountains leap like the roebuck . Yet ...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Τόμος 1 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Πλήρης προβολή - 1856 |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Acadian Albrecht Dürer angel art thou BALTASAR BARTOLOMÉ Basil beautiful behold beneath Beware birds bosom breath bright brooklet child CHISPA clouds Count of Lara CRUZADO dance dark dead Death DON CARLOS Don Dinero Dost thou doth dream earth Edenhall Evangeline eyes face fair father fear flowers forest forever Gabriel gleam gold golden Grand-Pré Gypsy hand hear heard heart heaven holy HYPOLITO JULIUS MOSEN land light lips look loud maiden meadows moon morning mountains never Never forever night o'er ocean PADRE CURA passed PEDRO CRESPO Pray prayer PRECIOSA restless heart rise river rose sail Saint sang SCENE shadow shalt silent singing sleep slumber smile song sorrow soul sound spake stand stars stood sweet Tharaw thee thine thou art thou hast thought Timoneda unto VICTORIAN village voice wait walls wandered wave weary wild wind window words youth
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Σελίδα 387 - THOUGH the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small ; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Σελίδα 532 - 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 517 - Thou, too, sail on, O ship of State ! Sail on, O Union, strong and great...
Σελίδα 358 - 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 110 - 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 19 - 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 535 - 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 447 - Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted ; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment ; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
Σελίδα 105 - 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.
Σελίδα 16 - 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.