The Golden Mile-Stone. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Leafless are the trees; their purple branchesSpread themselves abroad, like reefs of coral, Rising silentIn the Red Sea of the winter ...
Leafless are the trees; their purple branchesSpread themselves abroad, like reefs of coral, Rising silentIn the Red Sea of the winter ...
Man the maker of cities is also a builder of altars:Among his habitations he setteth tables for his god.He bringeth ...
A REQUIEM FOR ONE ALIVE.From fleeting pleasures and abiding cares,From sin's seductions and from Satan's snares,From woes and wrath to ...
O the chimneysOn the ingeniously devised habitations of deathWhen Israel's body drifted as smokeThrough the air-Was welcomed by a star, ...
On Tampa's hights gray rose the battlements:A summer's day had gone out in the west;The conflagration in the elementsWas ended, ...
The poet hath a realm within, and throne,And in his own soul singeth his lament.A comer often in the world ...
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
AT THE TOMB OF ARGANTYR. ARUNIC DIALOGUE. HERVA. ARGANTYR, wake!--to thee I call,Hear from thy dark sepulchral hall!'Mid the Forest's ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwineRapture must render each glance bright and ...
INow farewell to you! you areOne of my dearest, whom I trust:Now follow you the Western star,And cast the old ...
Not in this green retreatHowever beautiful, while Summer launchesHer odors and soft airs through swaying branches;—Though wild flowers court our ...
From Rome's palaces and villas Gaily issued forth a throng; From her humbler habitations Moved a human tide along. Haughty ...
The vintage, friends, is over, And here sweet wine makes, once again, Sad eyes and hearts recover, Puts fire in ...
Children of the elemental mother, Born upon some lonely island shore Where the wrinkled ripples run and whisper, Where the ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwine Rapture must render each glance ...
OVER all the dream-built margin, flushed with grey and hoary light, Glint the bubble planets tossing in the dead black ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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