Hymn of the Moravian Nuns of Bethlehem at the Consecration of Pulaski’s Banner (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
When the dying flame of day Through the chancel shot its ray, Far the glimmering tapers shed Faint light on ...
When the dying flame of day Through the chancel shot its ray, Far the glimmering tapers shed Faint light on ...
The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods ...
We can learn from the dead the story directly from God the fate of the rich man a clarion call, ...
The people of Bethlehem of Israel nowhere to be found not by the manger bed, nowhere at all; But we, ...
They were acting, upon the promises the faithfulness of the covenant the actions of God Over the ages, the people ...
So much, our worship now the words of Christ his teachings, his healings his lessons for the first disciples our ...
The one word, resound, that the words resound with the God's own heart More than written, more even than that ...
Following your light gleaming in the darkness guiding my steps out of my comfort into an unknown future taking me ...
In hearing the stories about the ice sheet up in the arctic, on Greenland on the ice shelves on the ...
If I could only explain what the suddenness of the news means to me To learn, of the certainty the ...
Up in the attic where I slept When I was a boy, a little boy, In through the lattice the ...
A hush is over all the teeming lists, And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife; A spirit brave ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
The Moorish King rides up and down, Through Granada's royal town; From Elvira's gate to those Of Bivarambla on he ...
The Moorish King rides up and down, Through Granada's royal town; From Elvira's gate to those Of Bivarambla on he ...
The shades of night had fallen at last, When through the house a shadow passed, That once had been the ...
'Twas in the year of 1874, and on New Year's Day, The British Army landed at Elmina without dismay, And ...
A prisoner under the stars I lie, With no friend near; To-morrow they lead me forth to die, The stake ...
The sudden death of Eugene Carman Put me in line to be promoted to fifty dollars a month, And I ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
I looked like Abraham Lincoln. I was one of you, Spoon River, in all fellowship, But standing for the rights ...
The press of the Spoon River Clarion was wrecked, And I was tarred and feathered, For publishing this on the ...
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