The Famine (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Oh the long and dreary Winter! Oh the cold and cruel Winter! Ever thicker, thicker, thicker Froze the ice on ...
Oh the long and dreary Winter! Oh the cold and cruel Winter! Ever thicker, thicker, thicker Froze the ice on ...
Forth upon the Gitche Gumee, On the shining Big-Sea-Water, With his fishing-line of cedar, Of the twisted bark of cedar, ...
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
I. Solemnly, mournfully, Dealing its dole, The Curfew Bell Is beginning to toll. Cover the embers, And put out the ...
Dawn off the Foreland--the young flood making Jumbled and short and steep-- Black in the hollows and bright where it's ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
(after hiroshige - stations of oi) here at the sixty-ninth station of the gregokaido road i have a sense of ...
I have put on my great coat it is cold. It is an outer garment. Coarse, woolen. Of unknown origin. ...
I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive ...
At the end of the age oh at the end of time when the scales are balanced when all is ...
Prayers of the morning of drinking in your Word the love of God pouring out descending into my heart richly ...
Where to look, where to find more stones for the rows the walk waiting in the yard unfinished lines, longing ...
After the transfiguration there was a change in his manner an urgency, impatience time was suddenly short, shorter he had ...
Smell the bold colors, Rich in my nostrils, Illuminated on the branches before me as I drive. Low sunlight piercing ...
3L year, want to be done Over, resolved, Bar & job won. Just completed, My last first class of My ...
Lost past exhaustion she floated, lapping the shore with the wind and tide Completed, her journey done, spent Returning to ...
A year ago we completed a journey of faith, of hope, of love A different anniversary than our first Our ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
I tie my Hat -- I crease my Shawl -- Life's little duties do -- precisely -- As the very ...
The young poet Evmenis complained one day to Theocritus: "I've been writing for two years now and I've composed only ...
What we, when face to face we see The Father of our souls, shall be, John tells us, doth not ...
I'll tell thee everything I can: There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or 'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate' I'll tell thee everything ...
I'll tell thee everything I can; There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Swallow, swallow, neighbor swallow, Starting on your autumn flight, Pause a moment at my window, Twitter softly your good-night; For ...
EXPERIENCE, like a pale musician, holds A dulcimer of patience in his hand, Whence harmonies, we cannot understand, Of God; ...
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