The Four Winds (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And when we are ...
She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew For she heard a whimper under the ...
Lento You'll bare your bones you'll grow you'll pray you'll only know When the light appears, boy, when the light ...
Pan came out of the woods one day,-- His skin and his hair and his eyes were gray, The gray ...
Mistah Kurtz -- he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the ...
This much, O heaven-if I should brood or rave, Pity me not; but let the world be fed, Yea, in ...
Young Colin was as stout a boy As ever gave a maiden joy; But long in vain he told his ...
Ah! not now, when desire burns, and the wind calls, and the suns of spring Light-foot dance in the woods, ...
1 AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path ...
The speaker in this case is a middle-aged witch, me- tangled on my two great arms, my face in a ...
There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have ...
LAST night a January wind was ripping at the shingles over our house and whistling a wolf song under the ...
'Twas in scientific circles That the great Professor Brown Had a world-wide reputation As a writer of renown. He had ...
WHEN by Zeus relenting the mandate was revoked, Sentencing to exile the bright Sun-God, Mindful were the ploughmen of who ...
Now at our casement the wind is shrilling, Poignant and keen And all the great boughs of the pines between ...
When the dark comes down, oh, the wind is on the sea With lisping laugh and whimper to the red ...
Most of the time he worked, a sort of sleep with a purpose, so far as I could tell. How ...
In Sleeping Beauty's castle the clock strikes one hundred years and the girl in the tower returns to the world. ...
(A Poem Game.) The King of Yellow Butterflies, The King of Yellow Butterflies, The King of Yellow Butterflies, Now orders ...
Because it rains when we wish it wouldn't, Because men do what they often shouldn't, Because crops fail, and plans ...
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