The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMilner and Sowerby, 1862 - 516 páginas |
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... voices sad and prophetic . Stand like harpers hoar , with beards that rest on their bosoms . Loud from its rocky ... voice of the Where is the thatch - roofed village , the home of Arcadian farmers , Men whose lives glided on like ...
... voices sad and prophetic . Stand like harpers hoar , with beards that rest on their bosoms . Loud from its rocky ... voice of the Where is the thatch - roofed village , the home of Arcadian farmers , Men whose lives glided on like ...
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... voice ; but no answer Came from the graves of the dead , nor the gloomier grave of the living . Slowly at length she returned to the tenantless house of her father . Smouldered the fire on the hearth , on the board stood the supper ...
... voice ; but no answer Came from the graves of the dead , nor the gloomier grave of the living . Slowly at length she returned to the tenantless house of her father . Smouldered the fire on the hearth , on the board stood the supper ...
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... voice and the hand of the Silence reigned in the streets ; from the church no Angelus sounded , Rose no smoke from ... Voices of women were heard , and of men , and the crying of chil- dren . Onward from fire to fire , as from hearth to ...
... voice and the hand of the Silence reigned in the streets ; from the church no Angelus sounded , Rose no smoke from ... Voices of women were heard , and of men , and the crying of chil- dren . Onward from fire to fire , as from hearth to ...
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... voice of the priest repeated the service of sorrow , Lo ! with a mournful sound , like the voice of a vast congregation , Holemnly answered the sea , and mingled its roar with the dirges . ' Twas the returning tide , that afar from the ...
... voice of the priest repeated the service of sorrow , Lo ! with a mournful sound , like the voice of a vast congregation , Holemnly answered the sea , and mingled its roar with the dirges . ' Twas the returning tide , that afar from the ...
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... voice that whispered , " Despair not ! " Thus did that poor soul wander in want and cheerless discomfort , Bleeding , barefooted , over the shards and thorns of existence . Let me essay , O Muse ! to follow the wanderer's footsteps ...
... voice that whispered , " Despair not ! " Thus did that poor soul wander in want and cheerless discomfort , Bleeding , barefooted , over the shards and thorns of existence . Let me essay , O Muse ! to follow the wanderer's footsteps ...
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Acadian Alden angels answer arrows beautiful behold BELFRY OF BRUGES beneath birds breath bright Captain Chispa clouds Dacotahs dance dark dead death dreams earth Edenhall Elsie Evangeline eyes face father feet fire flowers forest Friar Gipsies gleam golden grave Guy de Dampierre hand hast hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy John Alden Kenabeek King land Lara Laughing Water light look loud Lucifer maiden meadow Miles Standish Minnesinger Mondamin moon morning night Nokomis o'er Osseo Padre pass Pau-Puk-Keewis Plymouth pray prayer Prec Prince Henry Priscilla river rose round sail Saint Sandalphon sang shadow shining silent singing sleep smile song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake speak stands stars stood sunshine sweet Tharaw thee thou art thoughts unto Vict village voice walls wampum wandered waves wigwam wild wind words youth
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Página 155 - Thou, too, sail on. O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great ! Humanity, with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
Página 135 - And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. 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.
Página 38 - And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. » In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ; Be a hero in the strife ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead ! /!Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time...
Página 163 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Página 155 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Página 38 - O holy Night ! from thee I learn to bear What man has borne before ! Thou layest thy finger on the lips of Care, And they complain no more.
Página 100 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Página 140 - Through days of sorrow and of mirth, Through days of death and days of birth, Through every swift vicissitude Of changeful time, unchanged it has stood, And as if, like God, it all things saw, It calmly repeats those words of awe — " Forever — never ! Never — forever...
Página 119 - 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...
Página 446 - 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.