Picture-Writing (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
In those days said Hiawatha, "Lo! how all things fade and perish! From the memory of the old men Pass ...
In those days said Hiawatha, "Lo! how all things fade and perish! From the memory of the old men Pass ...
On the Mountains of the Prairie, On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry, Gitche Manito, the mighty, He the Master of ...
Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside, While the sullen gales of autumn Shake the windows. The ungrateful ...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, ...
Why is that wanton gossip Fame So dumb about this man's affairs? Why do we titter at his name Who ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
(* This ballad is also introduced in Faust, where it is sung by Margaret.) IN Thule lived a monarch, Still ...
I never dreamed we'd meet that day In our old haunts down Fricourt way, Plotting such marvellous journeys there For ...
Traveling, journeying going to Bethlehem because they must Under the rule of Caesar the burden of poverty no room for ...
Mary and Joseph strangers, journeying in his ancestral lands Finding shelter a humble stable alone and tired a feeding trough ...
No room for them in the inn a simple stable a manger for a bed Joseph, Mary and the baby ...
Out of the day of Thanksgiving after the declarations of Christ the King at the cusp of Advent preparing our ...
The chosen pair, to be the parents alone, in his ancestral home journeying to Bethlehem coming to this place, to ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
Dear to my heart are the ancestral dwellings of America, Dearer than if they were haunted by ghosts of royal ...
Sunder me from my bones, O sword of God Till they stand stark and strange as do the trees; That ...
In memory of Father Flye, 1884-1985 The strange and wonderful are too much with us. The protea of the antipodes-a ...
My hands did numb to beauty as they reached into Death and tightened! O sovereign was my touch upon the ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit. RACINE There is a panther stalks me down: One day I'll ...
Two lovers to a midnight meadow came High in the hills, to lie there hand and hand Like effigies and ...
Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors The winking signal on the waste of sea. Indoors the sound ...
We were a tribe, a family, a people. Wallace and Bruce guard now a painted field, And all may read ...
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...
Numb, stiff, broken by no sleep, I keep night watch. Looking for signs to quiet fear, I creep closer to ...
(To Edgar Lee Masters, with great respect) HERE upon the prarie Is our ancestral hall. Agate is the dome, Cornelian ...
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