The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowGeorge Routledge, 1857 - 400 páginas |
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... Shadows dark and sunlight sheen Alternate come and go ; Or where the denser grove receives No sunlight from above , But the dark foliage interweaves In one unbroken roof of leaves , Underneath whose sloping eaves The shadows hardly move ...
... Shadows dark and sunlight sheen Alternate come and go ; Or where the denser grove receives No sunlight from above , But the dark foliage interweaves In one unbroken roof of leaves , Underneath whose sloping eaves The shadows hardly move ...
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... Shadows from the fitful fire - light Dance upon the parlour wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved , the true - hearted , Come to visit me once more ; He , the young and strong , who cherished Noble ...
... Shadows from the fitful fire - light Dance upon the parlour wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved , the true - hearted , Come to visit me once more ; He , the young and strong , who cherished Noble ...
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... shadows gleam Portentous through the night . Upon its midnight battle - ground The spectral camp is seen , And , with a sorrowful , deep sound , Flows the River of Life between . No other voice , nor sound is there , In the army of the ...
... shadows gleam Portentous through the night . Upon its midnight battle - ground The spectral camp is seen , And , with a sorrowful , deep sound , Flows the River of Life between . No other voice , nor sound is there , In the army of the ...
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... shadows in the hollows of the hills , And wide the upland glows . And , when the eve is born , In the blue lake the sky , o'er - reaching far , Is hollowed out , and the moon dips her horn , And twinkles many a star . Inverted in the ...
... shadows in the hollows of the hills , And wide the upland glows . And , when the eve is born , In the blue lake the sky , o'er - reaching far , Is hollowed out , and the moon dips her horn , And twinkles many a star . Inverted in the ...
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... shadow casts the Holy Mountain ; Yet not from their upright direction bent So that the little birds upon their tops Should cease the practice of their tuneful art ; But , with full - throated joy , the hours of prime Singing received ...
... shadow casts the Holy Mountain ; Yet not from their upright direction bent So that the little birds upon their tops Should cease the practice of their tuneful art ; But , with full - throated joy , the hours of prime Singing received ...
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Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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!
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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!
Página 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.