Morituri Salutamus: Poem for the Fiftieth Anniversary (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were ...
I saw, as in a dream sublime, The balance in the hand of Time. O'er East and West its beam ...
Black shadows fall From the lindens tall, That lift aloft their massive wall Against the southern sky; And from the ...
Come to me, O ye children! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have ...
1 Dear ghosts, dear presences, O my dear parents, Why were you so sad on porches, whispering? What great melancholies ...
I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
Wild air, world-mothering air, Nestling me everywhere, That each eyelash or hair Girdles; goes home betwixt The fleeciest, frailest-flixed Snowflake; ...
When you plunged The light of Tuscany wavered And swung through the pool From top to bottom. I loved your ...
wandering around milan my father i know that (bred in the bone) i'm you i walk and think - my ...
In the fairy tale the sky makes of itself a coat because it needs you to put it on. How ...
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat ...
There is a place of total darkness, Where wine and liquor flow; Where people that are heartbroken, Find they have ...
From where I lingered in a lull in march outside the sugar-house one night for choice, I called the fireman ...
Inscription for a Garden Wall Winds blow the open grassy places bleak; But where this old wall burns a sunny ...
A SATURATED meadow, Sun-shaped and jewel-small, A circle scarcely wider Than the trees around were tall; Where winds were quite ...
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. ...
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere -- And even when the Snow ...
I think that the Root of the Wind is Water -- It would not sound so deep Were it a ...
Growth of Man -- like Growth of Nature -- Gravitates within -- Atmosphere, and Sun endorse it -- Bit it ...
When you thanked me for the day I felt ashamed, I couldn't say it wasn't much because it was for ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
He loom' so cagey he say 'Leema beans' and measured his intake to the atmosphere of that fairly stable country. ...
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star's atmosphere, turning daily into and out of ...
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