The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowGeorge Routledge, 1857 - 400 sidor |
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... longer swings , Faint the hollow murmur rings O'er meadow , lake , and stream . And dreams of that which cannot die , Bright visions , came to me , As lapped in thought I used to lie , And gaze into the summer sky , Where the sailing ...
... longer swings , Faint the hollow murmur rings O'er meadow , lake , and stream . And dreams of that which cannot die , Bright visions , came to me , As lapped in thought I used to lie , And gaze into the summer sky , Where the sailing ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. There dwells the soul in its ethereal essence , Gasping no longer for life's feeble breath ; But , sentinel'd in heaven , its glorious presence With pitying eye beholds , yet fears not , death . Beloved ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. There dwells the soul in its ethereal essence , Gasping no longer for life's feeble breath ; But , sentinel'd in heaven , its glorious presence With pitying eye beholds , yet fears not , death . Beloved ...
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... longer weep , Here , where complaint is still ! THE BIRD AND THE SHIP . And they no longer. FROM THE GERMAN OF KLOPSTOCK . I KNOW a maiden fair to see ,. 78 THE DEAD From the German of Klopstock.
... longer weep , Here , where complaint is still ! THE BIRD AND THE SHIP . And they no longer. FROM THE GERMAN OF KLOPSTOCK . I KNOW a maiden fair to see ,. 78 THE DEAD From the German of Klopstock.
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... longer a hill , I have trusted all to the sounding gale , And it will not let me stand still . " And wilt thou , little bird , go with us ? Thou mayest stand on the mainmast tall , For full to sinking is my house With merry companions ...
... longer a hill , I have trusted all to the sounding gale , And it will not let me stand still . " And wilt thou , little bird , go with us ? Thou mayest stand on the mainmast tall , For full to sinking is my house With merry companions ...
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... longer than is right ; Kling ! klang ! -with a harder blow than all Will I try the Luck of Edenhall ! " As the goblet ringing flies apart , Suddenly cracks the vaulted hall ; And through the rift , the wild flames start ; The guests in ...
... longer than is right ; Kling ! klang ! -with a harder blow than all Will I try the Luck of Edenhall ! " As the goblet ringing flies apart , Suddenly cracks the vaulted hall ; And through the rift , the wild flames start ; The guests in ...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1865 |
The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1864 |
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Acadian aloft arms art thou Basil the blacksmith beautiful behold belfry BELFRY OF BRUGES bell beneath birds blossom bosom breath bride bright Bruges clouds dark dead Death descended dream earth Edenhall Evangeline Evangeline's eyes face fair Father fear fire flowers forest Gabriel gaze gleam golden Grand-Pré grave Guy de Dampierre hand hast hear heard heart heaven holy HUMPHREY GILBERT JULIUS MOSEN ladder of Jacob land laugh light lips looks loud maiden Master Shakes meadows midnight moon morning night Nils Juel o'er ocean Ozark Mountains passed prairies prayer priest restless heart river rose round sail sang seemed shadows ships shore silent silver singing slowly slumber smile soft song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stands stars stood sunshine sweet tears Tharaw thee thou thought toil unto village voice wander wave weary whispered wild wind words youth
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Sida 211 - 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...
Sida 212 - 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.
Sida 17 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth. by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
Sida 355 - ... Thinking that our remembrance, though unspoken, May reach her where she lives. • Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her, She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion. Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face. And though at times impetuous with emotion And anguish long suppressed, The swelling heart heaves moaning like the ocean* That cannot be...
Sida 185 - 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: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Sida 154 - Gather, then, each flower that grows, When the young heart overflows, To embalm that tent of snows. Bear a lily in thy hand ; Gates of brass cannot withstand One touch of that magic wand. Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth, In thy heart the dew of youth, On thy lips the smile of truth.
Sida 354 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. . We see but dimly through the mists and vapors Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Sida 139 - 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.
Sida 225 - All are scattered, now, and fled, — Some are married, some are dead; And when I ask, with throbs of pain, "Ah! when shall they all meet again?" As in the days long since gone by, The ancient timepiece makes reply, — "Forever — never! Never- forever!
Sida 19 - In all places, then, and in all seasons, Flowers expand their light and soullike wings, Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons, How akin they are to human things. And with childlike, credulous affection We behold their tender buds expand ; Emblems of our own great resurrection Emblems of the bright and better land.