The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Τόμος 1Houghton, Mifflin, 1883 |
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Σελίδα 9
... patriarchal tree I lay upon the ground ; His hoary arms uplifted he , And all the broad leaves over me Clapped their little hands in glee , With one continuous sound ; - -- A slumberous sound , a sound that brings The feelings.
... patriarchal tree I lay upon the ground ; His hoary arms uplifted he , And all the broad leaves over me Clapped their little hands in glee , With one continuous sound ; - -- A slumberous sound , a sound that brings The feelings.
Σελίδα 11
... arms so wild ! Still they looked at me and smiled , As if I were a boy ; And ever whispered , mild and low , 66 Come , be a child once more ! " And waved their long arms to and fro , And beckoned solemnly and slow ; O , I could not ...
... arms so wild ! Still they looked at me and smiled , As if I were a boy ; And ever whispered , mild and low , 66 Come , be a child once more ! " And waved their long arms to and fro , And beckoned solemnly and slow ; O , I could not ...
Σελίδα 24
... arms of brave old Autumn's wearing , In the centre of his brazen shield ; Not alone in meadows and green alleys , On the mountain - top , and by the brink Of sequestered pools in woodland valleys , Where the slaves of nature stoop to ...
... arms of brave old Autumn's wearing , In the centre of his brazen shield ; Not alone in meadows and green alleys , On the mountain - top , and by the brink Of sequestered pools in woodland valleys , Where the slaves of nature stoop to ...
Σελίδα 29
... so ! Do not laugh at me ! " And now the sweet day is dead ; Cold in his arms it lies ; No stain from its breath is spread Over the glassy skies , No mist or stain ! Then , too , the Old Year dieth , And Midnight Mass for the Dying Year 29.
... so ! Do not laugh at me ! " And now the sweet day is dead ; Cold in his arms it lies ; No stain from its breath is spread Over the glassy skies , No mist or stain ! Then , too , the Old Year dieth , And Midnight Mass for the Dying Year 29.
Σελίδα 48
... arms , and died on the field of battle . Mariana , in his History of Spain , makes hon- orable mention of him , as being present at the siege of Uclés ; and speaks of him as " a youth of estimable quali ties , who in this war gave ...
... arms , and died on the field of battle . Mariana , in his History of Spain , makes hon- orable mention of him , as being present at the siege of Uclés ; and speaks of him as " a youth of estimable quali ties , who in this war gave ...
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Άλλες εκδόσεις - Προβολή όλων
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
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
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.