My Lost Youth. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Often I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea;Often in thought go up and downThe pleasant streets ...
Often I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea;Often in thought go up and downThe pleasant streets ...
THERE is a singing in the summer air,The blue and brown moths flutter o'er the grass,The stubble bird is creaking ...
Only one killed — in Company B; 'Twas a trifling loss — one man!A charge of the bold and dashing Lee ...
Silence now reigns in the corridors wide,The stately rooms of that mansion of pride;The music is hushed, the revellers gone,The ...
I.Farewell to the Land where the gloom of my GloryArose and o'ershadow'd the earth with her name--She abandons me now--but ...
Hail Flag of the Union! Hail Flag of the free!That floateth so proudly o'er land and o'er seaThy Stars and ...
Long had the darkness of ages surrounded Earth and its sons, when the day-star on highBroke from the mists, and with ...
ALL things give token of thee!As soon as the bright sun is shining,Thou too wilt follow, I trust.When in the ...
Paraphrased From David's Psalms. Psalm XIX.THE arched heavens ere since the birth of timeInstruct the earth, in characters sublime, ...
"The winds whistled loud the bleak caverns among, The nightingale fearfully lower'd her song, The moon in dark vapors retir'd; ...
A sound of music, from amidst the hills,Came suddenly, and died; a fitful soundOf mirth, soon lost in wail.??"Again it ...
Sleep, Venice, sleep! the evening gun resounds Over the waves that rock thee on their breast; The bugle ...
"HOW sadly, sweet seraph, I mourn that I never, I ne'er was so happy thee living to know! How sadly ...
DedicationThese to His Memory—since he held them dear,Perchance as finding there unconsciouslySome image of himself—I dedicate,I dedicate, I consecrate with ...
The voice of childhood blessed me-and methought It sounded like a solemn echo caught Out of that world ...
AH! where, lovely Planet, Ah! where dost thou stray;Thy path it is lonely, And trackless thy way.It seems ...
Often I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea; Often in thought go up and down ...
ALL things give token of thee! As soon as the bright sun is shining, Thou too wilt follow, I trust. ...
Dedication These to His Memory--since he held them dear, Perchance as finding there unconsciously Some image of himself--I dedicate, I ...
Close on the margin of a brawling brook That bathes the low dell's bosom, stands a Cot; O'ershadow'd by broad ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
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