The Cross of Snow (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
In the long, sleepless watches of the night, A gentle face -- the face of one long dead -- Looks ...
In the long, sleepless watches of the night, A gentle face -- the face of one long dead -- Looks ...
(For Alden March) With drooping sail and pennant That never a wind may reach, They float in sunless waters Beside ...
1896 They christened my brother of old-- And a saintly name he bears-- They gave him his place to hold ...
I am the Reaper. All things with heedful hook Silent I gather. Pale roses touched with the spring, Tall corn ...
Westward on the high-hilled plains Where for me the world began, Still, I think, in newer veins Frets the changeless ...
Let me be to Thee as the circling bird, Or bat with tender and air-crisping wings That shapes in half-light ...
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
They talk of short-lived pleasure--be it so-- Pain dies as quickly; stern, hard-featured pain Expires, and lets her weary prisoner ...
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
In a dream I meet my dead friend. He has, I know, gone long and far, and yet he is ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The taxi makes the vegetables fly. 'Dozo kudasai,' I have him wait. Past the bright lake up into the temple, ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
Out of lemon flowers loosed on the moonlight, love's lashed and insatiable essences, sodden with fragrance, the lemon tree's yellow ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
I saw a tiny God Sitting Under a bright blue umbrella That had white tassels And forked ribs of gold. ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
But therewith the sun rose upward and lightened all the earth, And the light flashed up to the heavens from ...
My student-lamp is lighted, The books and papers are spread; A sound comes floating upwards, Chasing the thoughts from my ...
At first you'll joy to see the playful snow, Like white moths trembling on the tropic air, Or waters of ...
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