The Golden Legend: VI. The School Of Salerno (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
A traveling Scholastic affixing his Theses to the gateof the College._Scholastic._ There, that is my gauntlet, my banner, my shield,Hung ...
A traveling Scholastic affixing his Theses to the gateof the College._Scholastic._ There, that is my gauntlet, my banner, my shield,Hung ...
THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL.Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of theAir, trying to tear down the Cross. _Lucifer._ HASTEN! ...
O let the soul her slumbers break,Let thought be quickened, and awake;Awake to seeHow soon this life is past and ...
At the foot of the mountain heightWhere is perched Castel Cuille,When the apple, the plum, and the almond treeIn the ...
Can it be the sun descendingO'er the level plain of water?Or the Red Swan floating, flying,Wounded by the magic arrow,Staining ...
One summer morning, when the sun was hot,Weary with labor in his garden-plot,On a rude bench beneath his cottage eaves,Ser ...
NEAR to the bank of the river, o'ershadowed by oaks, from whose branchesGarlands of Spanish moss and of mystic mistletoe ...
FAR in the West there lies a desert land, where the mountainsLift, through perpetual snows, their lofty and luminous summits.Down ...
"As unto the bow the cord is,So unto the man is woman,Though she bends him, she obeys him,Though she draws ...
IT was the month of May. Far down the Beautiful River,Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,How the handsome YenadizzeDanced at Hiawatha's wedding;How the gentle Chibiabos,He the sweetest of musicians,Sang his songs ...
Downward through the evening twilight,In the days that are forgotten,In the unremembered ages,From the full moon fell Nokomis,Fell the beautiful ...
NOW had the season returned, when the nights grow colder and longer,And the retreating sun the sign of the Scorpion ...
In those days said Hiawatha,"Lo! how all things fade and perish!From the memory of the old menPass away the great ...
Two good friends had Hiawatha,Singled out from all the others,Bound to him in closest union,And to whom he gave the ...
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, The years ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories?Whence these legends and traditions,With the odors of the forestWith the dew and damp ...
Night rests in beauty on Mont Alto.Beneath its shade the beauteous Arno sleepsIn vallombrosa's bosom, and dark treesBend with a ...
When first in ancient time, from Jubal's tongueThe tuneful anthem filled the morning air,To sacred hymnings and elysian songHis music-breathing ...
Most beautiful, most gentle! Yet how lostTo all that gladdens the fair earth; the eyeThat watched her being; the maternal ...
The rocky ledge runs far into the sea, And on its outer point, some miles away,The Lighthouse lifts its massive masonry, A ...
Rabbi Ben Levi, on the Sabbath, readA volume of the Law, in which it said,"No man shall look upon my ...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,One who dwelleth by the Castle Rhine,When he called the flowers, so blue ...
This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling,Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms;But front their silent pipes no ...
Have you read in the Talmud of old,In the Legends the Rabbins have told Of the limitless realms of the air,--Have ...
I heard a voice, that cried,"Balder the BeautifulIs dead, is dead!"And through the misty airPassed like the mournful cryOf sunward ...
Annie of Tharaw, my true love of old,She is my life, and my goods, and my gold.Annie of Tharaw, her ...
The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no ...
Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me As I gaze upon the sea!All the old romantic legends, All my dreams, come back to ...
What an image of peace and rest Is this little church among its graves!All is so quiet; the troubled breast,The wounded ...
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