The Song Of Hiawatha III: Hiawatha’s Childhood (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Downward through the evening twilight,In the days that are forgotten,In the unremembered ages,From the full moon fell Nokomis,Fell the beautiful ...
Downward through the evening twilight,In the days that are forgotten,In the unremembered ages,From the full moon fell Nokomis,Fell the beautiful ...
Dear M---- By way of saving time,I'll do this letter up in rhyme,Whose slim stream through four pages flowsEre one is ...
(From "An Idyll of the Wimmera.")On the geodetic line, where the parish boundaries joinAt a level and interminable laneYou can ...
WANTON droll, whose harmless playBeguiles the rustic's closing day,When, drawn the evening fire about,Sit aged crone and thoughtless lout,And child ...
Time was, when round the lion's den,A peopled city raised its head;'Twas not inhabited by men,But by four-footed beasts instead.The ...
Why thus longing, thus forever sighing For the far off, unattained, and dim, While the beautiful, all round thee lying, Offers up its ...
Essex twice made unhappy by a Wife,Yet Marry'd worse unto the Peoples strife:He who by two Divorces did untieHis Bond ...
Only a few links wanting, Earth's toilers oft exclaim,Only a few charmed linklets, To make life's perfect chain;Philosophers and statesmen, Poets and courtiers ...
Though a strong vanity may you persuade — -You are not for a politician made;Your tropes are drawn from Robin ...
TO THE HETMAN, PLATOFF. --------O ancient warrior! as we hail thee, And behold thy cordial smile,We hope that greetings ne'er may fail ...
Whate'er the buildings I have raised to fame,And whether long or short their future date,Amid the effusions of a purer ...
On the next morrow, early, rose the king; And sat upon his throne: at his right hand, The heroic queen: ...
Amaryllis. While from the skies the ruddy sun descends,And rising night the evening shade extends;While pearly dews o'erspread the fruitful ...
Let nations encircle the brows of the brave With glory the greatest that glitters below, Who make in the ...
Who flees the regions of the lower mind,Where these distempers breathe on every wind:Infectious dogmatisms, noxious hate,Old snarly spleen, and ...
As the raindrop on a flowerWhen the bow's behind a shower,As the breeze that fans the foreheadOf the sunset, when ...
I STARTED on a lonely road.A few companions with me went.Some fell behind, some forward strode,But all on one high ...
I.ON the high road travelling steady,Sure, alert, and ever ready,Prompt to seize all fit occasion,Courting power and wealth and station;One ...
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
Ye scenes of my childhood, whose lov'd recollection Embitters the present, compar'd with the past; Where science first dawn'd on ...
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