The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. With Prefatory Notice, [and] ... Engravings on SteelGall & Inglis, 1855 - 640 páginas |
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... head , as in doubt ; then , heaving a sigh , he con- tinued : - " Luisburg is not forgotten , nor Beau Séjour , nor Port Royal . Many already have fled to the forest , and lurk on its outskirts , Waiting with anxious hearts the dubious ...
... head , as in doubt ; then , heaving a sigh , he con- tinued : - " Luisburg is not forgotten , nor Beau Séjour , nor Port Royal . Many already have fled to the forest , and lurk on its outskirts , Waiting with anxious hearts the dubious ...
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... head - stones Garlands of autumn leaves and evergreens fresh from the forest . Then came the guard from the ships , and marching proudly among them , Entered the sacred portal . With loud and dissonant clangour Echoed the sound of their ...
... head - stones Garlands of autumn leaves and evergreens fresh from the forest . Then came the guard from the ships , and marching proudly among them , Entered the sacred portal . With loud and dissonant clangour Echoed the sound of their ...
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... heads of the others Rose , with his arms uplifted , the figure of Basil the blacksmith , As , on a stormy sea , a spar is tossed by the billows . Flushed was his face and distorted with passion ; and wildly he shouted : - " Down with ...
... heads of the others Rose , with his arms uplifted , the figure of Basil the blacksmith , As , on a stormy sea , a spar is tossed by the billows . Flushed was his face and distorted with passion ; and wildly he shouted : - " Down with ...
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... head of the board the great arm - chair of the farmer . Thus did Evangeline wait at her father's door , as the sunset Threw the long shadows of trees o'er the broad ambrosial meadows . Ah ! on her spirit within a deeper shadow had ...
... head of the board the great arm - chair of the farmer . Thus did Evangeline wait at her father's door , as the sunset Threw the long shadows of trees o'er the broad ambrosial meadows . Ah ! on her spirit within a deeper shadow had ...
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... head on his shoulder , and whispered : - " Gabriel , be of good cheer ! for if we love one another , Nothing , in truth , can harm us , whatever mischances may happen ! " Smiling she spake these words ; then suddenly paused , for her ...
... head on his shoulder , and whispered : - " Gabriel , be of good cheer ! for if we love one another , Nothing , in truth , can harm us , whatever mischances may happen ! " Smiling she spake these words ; then suddenly paused , for her ...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Volumen4 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Vista completa - 1885 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Acadian angels art thou BARTOLOME beautiful behold Belfry of Bruges bell beneath birds blessed breast breath bright brooklet child CHISPA clouds CRUZADO dark dead death DON CARLOS dost dream earth Edenhall ELSIE Evangeline eyes face fair father fear flowers forest FRIAR CUTHBERT Gipsy gleam gold golden Golden Legend GOTTLIEB Grand-Pré grave hand hear heard heart heaven Hoheneck holy HYPOLITO king land LARA light lips look Lord loud LUCIFER maiden Minnesinger monks moon night Nils Juel Nova Scotia o'er PADRE CURA pass poem Pray prayer PRECIOSA priest PRINCE HENRY rise river round sail Saint Salern sang shadows shalt shining silent singing sleep soft song sorrow soul sound stand star stood sweet Tharaw thee thine thou art thou hast thought unto URSULA VICTORIAN village voice walls wandered wave wild wind window words youth
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Página 189 - 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 th.ee.
Página 409 - 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...
Página 49 - And with them the being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine.
Página 48 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Página 321 - But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be : And she thought of Christ who stilled the wave, On the Lake of Galilee.
Página 410 - There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star — Excelsior!
Página 48 - 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. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Página 5 - Homeward serenely she walked with God's benediction upon her. When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
Página 320 - Then leaped her cable's length. 'Come hither! come hither! my little daughter, And do not tremble so; For I can weather the roughest gale, That ever wind did blow.
Página 201 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time : Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Nothing useless is, or low ; Each thing in its place is best ; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.