The Golden Legend: VI. The School Of Salerno (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
A traveling Scholastic affixing his Theses to the gateof the College._Scholastic._ There, that is my gauntlet, my banner, my shield,Hung ...
A traveling Scholastic affixing his Theses to the gateof the College._Scholastic._ There, that is my gauntlet, my banner, my shield,Hung ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun,And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;There is laughter ...
Before I knew, the Dawn was on the road,Close at my side, so silently he cameNor gave a sign of ...
Clear shone the moon, my mansion walls Towered white above the wood,Near, down the dark oak avenue An humble cottage stood.My gardener's ...
No fanciful hope, and no cowardly fear Shall ever be lord of my breast,An Englishman gathers his comfort and cheer From Duty ...
The Son of Love and Lord of War I sing; Him who bade England bow to Normandy And left the name of ...
On the morning of May,Ere the children had entered my gateWith their wreaths and mechanical lay,A metal ding-dong of the ...
By none but me can the tale be told,The butcher of Rouen, poor Berold.(Lands are swayed by a King on ...
(With respectful reference to the admirable exploit of PettyOfficer Alan Baker, of L .B .V. 37)The Bluebell was a lighter, ...
When leaves broke out on the wild briar, And bells for matins rung,Sorrow came to the old friar ...
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!Owre kynge went forth to Normandy,With grace and myzt of chivalry;The God for him wrouzt ...
From a Normandy crucifix of 1632I am the great sun, but you do not see me, I am your ...
WHERE did Canute command the tide,When hast'ning onward, to retreat,Nor (should he on the shore abide),Dare to approach his royal ...
When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, In the days of Diocletian owned our Lower River-field, He called to him ...
'We were killing pigs when the Yanks arrived. A Tuesday morning, sunlight and gutter-blood Outside the slaughter house. >From the ...
The reign of King William the Second Were an uninteresting affair There's only two things that's remembered of him That's ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
Hot digitty dog! Now, ain't it queer, I've been abroad for over a year; Seen a helluva lot since then, ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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