TO THE DRIVING CLOUD (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Gloomy and dark art thou, O chief of the mighty Omahas; Gloomy and dark as the driving cloud, whose name ...
Gloomy and dark art thou, O chief of the mighty Omahas; Gloomy and dark as the driving cloud, whose name ...
But outer Space, At least this far, For all the fuss Of the populace Stays more popular Than populous (Robert ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
My Portion is Defeat -- today -- A paler luck than Victory -- Less Paeans -- fewer Bells -- The ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
1 I SING the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
1 SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern ...
You that affright with lamentable notes The servants from their beef, whose hungry throats Vex the grume porter's surly conscience: ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
Between the cliff-rise and the beach A slip of emerald I own; With fig and olive, almond, peach, cherry and ...
Four billion people on this earth, but my imagination is the way it's always been: bad with large numbers. It ...
The waves have a story to tell me, As I lie on the lonely beach; Chanting aloft in the pine-tops, ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
I NOW, O friend, whom noiselessly the snows Settle around, and whose small chamber grows Dusk as the sloping window ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Aug. 9. When He Fled From Absalom. Lord how many are my foes How many those That in arms against ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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