The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowHoughton, Osgood, 1880 - 417 pages |
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... Birds of Passage King Witlaf's Drinking - horn Tegner's Drapa Suspiria The Open Window The Singers . Sonnet Hymn Gaspar Becerra THE GOLDEN LEGEND 155 156 DAY THE FIRST . Prelude ... 360 156 The Landlord's Tale - Paul Revere's Ride 363 ...
... Birds of Passage King Witlaf's Drinking - horn Tegner's Drapa Suspiria The Open Window The Singers . Sonnet Hymn Gaspar Becerra THE GOLDEN LEGEND 155 156 DAY THE FIRST . Prelude ... 360 156 The Landlord's Tale - Paul Revere's Ride 363 ...
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... Blacksmith Endymion God's - Acre SONGS . 19 19 To an old Danish Song - book 20 Afternoon in February 20 Walter Von der Vogelweid 45 46 46 21 The Day is Done 47 BIRDS OF PASSAGE . PAGE 47 47 FLIGHT THE FIRST The Skerry of Shrieks.
... Blacksmith Endymion God's - Acre SONGS . 19 19 To an old Danish Song - book 20 Afternoon in February 20 Walter Von der Vogelweid 45 46 46 21 The Day is Done 47 BIRDS OF PASSAGE . PAGE 47 47 FLIGHT THE FIRST The Skerry of Shrieks.
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... BIRDS OF PASSAGE . PAGE 47 47 FLIGHT THE FIRST . PAGE 48 The Ladder of St. Augustine 311 The Old Clock on the Stairs 49 Prometheus , or the Poet's Forethought .. 312 The Phantom Ship 312 SONNETS . The Warden of the Cinque Ports 313 ...
... BIRDS OF PASSAGE . PAGE 47 47 FLIGHT THE FIRST . PAGE 48 The Ladder of St. Augustine 311 The Old Clock on the Stairs 49 Prometheus , or the Poet's Forethought .. 312 The Phantom Ship 312 SONNETS . The Warden of the Cinque Ports 313 ...
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... Bird in the Air XVI . Queen Thyri and the Angelica- TRANSLATIONS FROM THE ITALIAN . The Celestial Pilot 466 The ... Birds of Killing- Friar Lubin 484 worth 416 Envoi 485 Close of First Day 421 Death of Archbishop Turpin 485 To ...
... Bird in the Air XVI . Queen Thyri and the Angelica- TRANSLATIONS FROM THE ITALIAN . The Celestial Pilot 466 The ... Birds of Killing- Friar Lubin 484 worth 416 Envoi 485 Close of First Day 421 Death of Archbishop Turpin 485 To ...
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... Bird and the Ship 520 A Dutch Picture 555 The Happiest Land 521 Morituri Salutamus 557 Whither ? 521 A Ballad of the ... BIRDS OF PASSAGE . The Luck of Edenhall 525 The Herons of Elmwood 573 Curfew 526 Vittoria Colonna 574 The Two Locks ...
... Bird and the Ship 520 A Dutch Picture 555 The Happiest Land 521 Morituri Salutamus 557 Whither ? 521 A Ballad of the ... BIRDS OF PASSAGE . The Luck of Edenhall 525 The Herons of Elmwood 573 Curfew 526 Vittoria Colonna 574 The Two Locks ...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.