The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowGeorge Routledge & Company, 1856 - 400 Seiten |
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... Bright visions , came to me , As lapped in thought I used to lie , And gaze into the summer sky , Where the sailing clouds went by , Like ships upon the sea ; PRELUDE . Dreams that the soul of youth engage Ere 2 PRELUDE .
... Bright visions , came to me , As lapped in thought I used to lie , And gaze into the summer sky , Where the sailing clouds went by , Like ships upon the sea ; PRELUDE . Dreams that the soul of youth engage Ere 2 PRELUDE .
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... bright flowerets under us Stands the revelation of his love . Bright and glorious is that revelation , Written all over this great world of ours ; Making evident our own creation , In these stars of earth , -these golden flowers . And ...
... bright flowerets under us Stands the revelation of his love . Bright and glorious is that revelation , Written all over this great world of ours ; Making evident our own creation , In these stars of earth , -these golden flowers . And ...
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... 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 . THE BELEAGUERED CITY . I HAVE read , in some 19.
... 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 . THE BELEAGUERED CITY . I HAVE read , in some 19.
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... bright sun , that moves along The forest openings . When the bright sunset fills The silver woods with light , the green slope throws Its shadows in the hollows of the hills , And wide the upland glows . And , when the eve is born , In ...
... bright sun , that moves along The forest openings . When the bright sunset fills The silver woods with light , the green slope throws Its shadows in the hollows of the hills , And wide the upland glows . And , when the eve is born , In ...
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... the autumn sun , and with A sober gladness the old year takes up His bright inheritance of golden fruits , A pomp and pageant fill the splendid scene . There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellow richness. 29.
... the autumn sun , and with A sober gladness the old year takes up His bright inheritance of golden fruits , A pomp and pageant fill the splendid scene . There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellow richness. 29.
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Acadian aloft arms art thou beautiful behold belfry BELFRY OF BRUGES bell beneath birds blast blossom bosom breath bride bright Bruges clouds dark dead Death descended dream earth Edenhall Evangeline Evangeline's eyes face fair Father fear flowers forest Gabriel gaze gleam golden Grand-Pré grave Guy de Dampierre hand hast hear heard heart heaven holy 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 rain restless heart river roar rose round sail sang seemed shadows shining ships shore silent silver singing Sister of Mercy slowly slumber smile soft song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stands stars stood sunshine sweet tears Tharaw thee thou thought unto village voice wander wave weary whispered wild wind words youth
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Seite 110 - 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.
Seite 112 - The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.
Seite 209 - 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...
Seite 153 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior!
Seite 242 - 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.
Seite 351 - Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. 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.
Seite 224 - 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, 1 knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong.
Seite 12 - I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The reaper said, and smiled; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child.
Seite 312 - Many a languid head, upraised as Evangeline entered, Turned on its pillow of pain to gaze while she passed, for her presence Fell on their hearts like a ray of the sun on the walls of a prison.
Seite 12 - I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.