The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowDavid Bogue, 1851 - 546 oldal |
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54. oldal
... waters , Which , like a network of steel , extended in every direction . Over their heads the towering and tenebrous boughs of the cypress Met in a dusky arch , and trailing mosses in mid air Waved like banners that hang on the walls of ...
... waters , Which , like a network of steel , extended in every direction . Over their heads the towering and tenebrous boughs of the cypress Met in a dusky arch , and trailing mosses in mid air Waved like banners that hang on the walls of ...
55. oldal
... water , Gleamed on the columns of cypress and cedar sus- taining the arches , Down through whose broken vaults it fell as through chinks in a ruin . Dreamlike , and indistinct , and strange were all things around them ; And o'er their ...
... water , Gleamed on the columns of cypress and cedar sus- taining the arches , Down through whose broken vaults it fell as through chinks in a ruin . Dreamlike , and indistinct , and strange were all things around them ; And o'er their ...
57. oldal
... Water - lilies in myriads rocked on the slight undu- lations Made by the passing oars , and , resplendent in beauty , the lotus Lifted her golden crown above the heads of the boat- men . Faint was the air with the odorous breath of mag ...
... Water - lilies in myriads rocked on the slight undu- lations Made by the passing oars , and , resplendent in beauty , the lotus Lifted her golden crown above the heads of the boat- men . Faint was the air with the odorous breath of mag ...
58. oldal
... water , Urged on its course by the sinewy arms of hunters and trappers . Northward its prow was turned , to the land of the bison and beaver . At the helm sat a youth , with countenance thoughtful and careworn . 9 Dark and neglected ...
... water , Urged on its course by the sinewy arms of hunters and trappers . Northward its prow was turned , to the land of the bison and beaver . At the helm sat a youth , with countenance thoughtful and careworn . 9 Dark and neglected ...
61. oldal
... water . Filled was Evangeline's heart with inexpressible sweet- ness . Touched by the magic spell , the sacred fountains of feeling Glowed with the light of love , as the skies and waters around her . Then from a neighbouring thicket ...
... water . Filled was Evangeline's heart with inexpressible sweet- ness . Touched by the magic spell , the sacred fountains of feeling Glowed with the light of love , as the skies and waters around her . Then from a neighbouring thicket ...
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Acadian Acadie angel arms art thou BARTOLOMÉ beautiful behold beneath birds bosom breath bride bright CHISPA clouds Count of Lara CRUZADO dance dark dead death DON CARLOS doth dream earth Edenhall Evangeline eyes face fair father fear fire flowers forest FRIEDRICH VON LOGAU Gipsy gleam gold golden Grand-Pré grave hand hear heard heart heaven holy Humphrey Gilbert HYPOLITO JULIUS MOSEN land leaves light lips look loud maiden meadows midnight moon morning night Nils Juel o'er ocean PADRE CURA passed poem Pray prayer PRECIOSA priest restless heart rise river round sail Saint sang SCENE shadows shine ships silent silver singing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spake stands stars stood sweet tears Tharaw thee thine thou art thou hast thought Timoneda unto VICTORIAN village voice wait wander wave weary wild wind words youth
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188. oldal - 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.
216. oldal - 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.
189. oldal - 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.
224. oldal - O what a glory doth this world put on For him who, with a fervent heart, goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks On duties well performed, and days well spent ! For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings. He shall so hear the solemn hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear.
151. oldal - Build to-day, then, strong and sure, With a firm and ample base ; And ascending and secure Shall to-morrow find its place. Thus alone can we attain To those turrets, where the eye Sees the world as one vast plain, And one boundless reach of sky.
101. oldal - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
539. oldal - THOUGH the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small ; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he alL TRUTH.
293. oldal - 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...
242. oldal - With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God, This is the place where human harvests grow.
210. oldal - Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear, While from my path the hare Fled like a shadow; Oft through the forest dark Followed the were-wolf's bark, Until the soaring lark Sang from the meadow'. "But when I older grew, Joining a corsair's crew, O'er the dark sea I flew With the marauders. Wild was the life we led; Many the souls that sped, Many the hearts that bled, By our stern orders.