Hiawatha’s Wooing (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
"As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, ...
"As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, ...
X. Hiawatha's Wooing "As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, ...
The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep, And round the pebbly beaches far and wide I heard the first ...
Half of my life is gone, and I have let The years slip from me and have not fulfilled The ...
Maiden! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies! Thou whose ...
The continent's a tamed ox, with all its mountains, Powerful and servile; here is for plowland, here is for park ...
I followed the narrow cliffside trail half way up the mountain Above the deep river-canyon. There was a little cataract ...
Seventy years ago my mother labored to bear me, A twelve-pound baby with a big head, Her first, it was ...
A prayer in the office in praise and thanksgiving the success of the operation giving me new eyes for him ...
May we all have new eyes for Christ focused on him on his life, on his promise of his calling ...
When One has given up One's life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely ...
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
Old Noah he had an ostrich farm and fowls on the largest scale, He ate his egg with a ladle ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
'Twas in the year of 1869, and on the 19th of November, Which the people in Southern Germany will long ...
I Within the town of Buffalo Are prosy men with leaden eyes. Like ants they worry to and fro, (Important ...
I I hate this yoke; for the world's sake here put it on: Knowing 'twill weigh as much on you ...
Life's a jail where men have common lot. Gaunt the one who has, and who has not. All our treasures ...
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