Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems on Cry (68 Poems)

The Song Of Hiawatha VII: Hiawatha’s Sailing (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

“Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree!Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree!Growing by the rushing river,Tall and stately in the valley!I a light canoe will build me,Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing,That shall float on the river,Like a yellow leaf … Continue reading →

The Demoniac of Gadara (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

A GADARENE.He hath escaped, hath plucked his chains asunder,And broken his fetters; always night and dayIs in the mountains here, and in the tombs,Crying aloud, and cutting himself with stones,Exceeding fierce, so that no man can tame him! THE DEMONIAC … Continue reading →

The Jewish Cemetery At Newport. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves, Close by the street of this fair seaport town, Silent beside the never-silent waves, At rest in all this moving up and down! The trees are white with dust, that o’er their sleep Wave their broad … Continue reading →

The Lunatic Girl (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

Most beautiful, most gentle! Yet how lostTo all that gladdens the fair earth; the eyeThat watched her being; the maternal careThat kept and nourished her; and the calm lightThat steals from our own thoughts, and softly restsOn youth’s green vallies … Continue reading →

Flower-De-Luce: Palingenesis (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

I lay upon the headland-height, and listenedTo the incessant sobbing of the sea In caverns under me,And watched the waves, that tossed and fled and glistened,Until the rolling meadows of amethyst Melted away in mist. Then suddenly, as one from sleep, I … Continue reading →

By The Seaside : The Lighthouse (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

The rocky ledge runs far into the sea, And on its outer point, some miles away,The Lighthouse lifts its massive masonry, A pillar of fire by night, of cloud by day. Even at this distance I can see the tides, Upheaving, break unheard … Continue reading →

Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Spanish Jew’s Tale; The Legend of Rabbi Ben Levi (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

Rabbi Ben Levi, on the Sabbath, readA volume of the Law, in which it said,“No man shall look upon my face and live.”And as he read, he prayed that God would giveHis faithful servant grace with mortal eyeTo look upon … Continue reading →

Prometheus, Or, The Poet’s Forethought. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

Of Prometheus, how undaunted On Olympus’ shining bastionsHis audacious foot he planted,Myths are told and songs are chanted, Full of promptings and suggestions. Beautiful is the tradition Of that flight through heavenly portals,The old classic superstitionOf the theft and the transmission Of the fire … Continue reading →

The Luck of Edenhall. From The German Of Uhland (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

Of Edenhall, the youthful LordBids sound the festal trumpet’s call.He rises at the banquet board,And cries, ‘mid the drunken revellers all,“Now bring me the Luck of Edenhall!” The butler hears the words with pain,The house’s oldest seneschal,Takes slow from its … Continue reading →

Arsenal at Springfield, The (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)

This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling,Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms;But front their silent pipes no anthem pealingStartles the villages with strange alarms. Ah! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary,When the death-angel touches … Continue reading →