The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowHoughton, Osgood, 1880 - 417 páginas |
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... PORTUGUESE . Coplas de Manrique .. The Statue over the Cathedral Door The Hemlock - tree . 513 514 Annie of Tharaw . 514 The Legend of the Crossbill 516 516 518 Song of the Silent Land Blessed are the Dead PAGE CONTENTS . vii.
... PORTUGUESE . Coplas de Manrique .. The Statue over the Cathedral Door The Hemlock - tree . 513 514 Annie of Tharaw . 514 The Legend of the Crossbill 516 516 518 Song of the Silent Land Blessed are the Dead PAGE CONTENTS . vii.
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... Silent Land Blessed are the Dead PAGE 518 Charles Sumner 519 Monte Cassino PAGE 550 551 The Wave 519 Amalfi 553 The Bird and the Ship 520 A Dutch Picture 555 The Happiest Land 521 Morituri Salutamus 557 Whither ? 521 A Ballad of the ...
... Silent Land Blessed are the Dead PAGE 518 Charles Sumner 519 Monte Cassino PAGE 550 551 The Wave 519 Amalfi 553 The Bird and the Ship 520 A Dutch Picture 555 The Happiest Land 521 Morituri Salutamus 557 Whither ? 521 A Ballad of the ...
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... Silent Land ” ( “ Into the Silent Land " ) , and " Beware ! " ( " I know a maiden fair to see " ) . Besides these translations in verse , there is , in the first book , a dissertation or chapter on " Jean Paul , the Only One , " and in ...
... Silent Land ” ( “ Into the Silent Land " ) , and " Beware ! " ( " I know a maiden fair to see " ) . Besides these translations in verse , there is , in the first book , a dissertation or chapter on " Jean Paul , the Only One , " and in ...
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... silent verdict against its permanency in English versification . Mr. Longfellow added , three years later , to the laurels he had won by " Evangeline , " by a second narrative poem in hexameters , — “ The Courtship of Miles Standish ...
... silent verdict against its permanency in English versification . Mr. Longfellow added , three years later , to the laurels he had won by " Evangeline , " by a second narrative poem in hexameters , — “ The Courtship of Miles Standish ...
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... silent lapse came down The glory , that the wood receives , At sunset , in its brazen leaves . Far upward in the mellow light One cloud of white , Rose the blue hills . Around a far uplifted cone , In the warm blush of evening shone ...
... silent lapse came down The glory , that the wood receives , At sunset , in its brazen leaves . Far upward in the mellow light One cloud of white , Rose the blue hills . Around a far uplifted cone , In the warm blush of evening shone ...
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Acadian Angel answered arrows Balt beautiful behold beneath birds breath bright Carlos Chibiabos clouds cried Dacotahs dance dark dead death door dreams earth Elsie Evangeline eyes face father fear Filled flowers forest Friar Gipsy Gitche Gumee gleam golden Grand-Pré grave hand hast hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy John Alden Kenabeek King Kwasind land Lara Laughing Water light listen look loud Lucifer maiden meadow Miles Standish Minnehaha Mondamin Monk moon morning night o'er old Nokomis Osseo Padre passed Pau-Puk-Keewis Paul Flemming poem poet Pray prayer Preciosa Prince Henry river rose round sail sang shadows shining Sigrid the Haughty silent singing sleep smile song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake stars stood sunshine sweet thee thou art thought unto Vict village voice wait walls wampum wandered whispered wigwam wild wind words youth
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Página 152 - 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.
Página 332 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
Página xxvii - 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 and forts : The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Página 47 - 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: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Página 105 - 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.
Página 20 - The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.
Página 147 - 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 47 - 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, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ! Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Página 261 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens.
Página 322 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the sea-fight far away, How it thundered o'er the tide! And the dead captains as they lay In their graves o'erlooking the tranquil bay Where they in battle died. And the sound of that mournful song Goes through me with a thrill: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.