Evangeline: Part The Second. II. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
IT was the month of May. Far down the Beautiful River,Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the ...
IT was the month of May. Far down the Beautiful River,Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the ...
The silver fangs of the mighty axe, Bit to the blood of our giant boles;It smote our breasts and smote our ...
You ask me whyI long to flyOut from your palace to the dreamy woodsAnd the summer solitudes,Why I pineIn this ...
I come upon it suddenly, alone-- A little pathway winding in the weedsThat fringe the roadside; and with dreams my own, I ...
I HOLD a letter in my hand,-A flattering letter, more's the pity,-By some contriving junto planned,And signed per order of ...
JANUARY 18, 1856WHEN life hath run its largest roundOf toil and triumph, joy and woe,How brief a storied page is ...
Boys'll soon be playin' hookey,You kin find 'em, bless their souls,Out along the twisty bayouIn th' finest swimmin' holes,Doin' all ...
Who am I but the Frog--the Frog! My realm is the dark bayou,And my throne is the muddy and moss-grown log That ...
The steamers that put from the Clyde,And the whalers that sail from Dundee,Go forth in their season on top of ...
Black love, provide the adequate electricfor what is lapsed and lenient in us now.Rouse us from blur. Call us.Call adequately the ...
High on a throne of noisome ooze and heat, 'Mid rotting trees of bayou and lagoon, Ghastly she sits beneath the skeleton ...
In bloom gemm'd depths, where Sylvan branches meetAbove dim paths, that thread a still retreat;Where light on tip-toe shy, steals ...
Canadian farmers came oft to the little green cottage,To see their new neighbors and hear them tell over their troubles.The ...
THE round world glows in its green and rose, And the full buds burst to bloom: The earth is ours ...
TO THE AMERICAN PRIVATE IN THE GREAT WAR Every one of you won the war- You and you and you- ...
LAZY and slow, through the snags and trees Move the sluggish currents, half asleep; Around and between the cypress knees, ...
The full September moon sheds floods of light,And all the bayou's face is gemmed with starsSave where are dropped fantastic ...
The Slaver in the broad lagoon Lay moored with idle sail; He waited for the rising moon, And for the ...
O MAGNET-SOUTH! O glistening, perfumed South! My South! O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse, and love! Good and evil! O ...
Marie Laveau, a colored woman who eventually became known as the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans, often used her knowledge ...
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