The Building of the Ship (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
I have lived in important places, times When great events were decided, who owned That half a rood of rock, ...
Love I was shewn upon the mountain-side And bid to catch Him ere the dropp of day. See, Love, I ...
The church flings forth a battled shade Over the moon-blanched sward: The church; my gift; whereto I paid My all ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Because I was content with these poor fields, Low open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in ...
How do you win a football game? Not by skill alone or clever plays, in modern days the game has ...
As night hath stars, more rare than ships In ocean, faint from pole to pole, So all the wonder of ...
As night hath stars, more rare than ships In ocean, faint from pole to pole, So all the wonder of ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
A region desolate and wild. Black, chafing water: and afloat, And lonely as a truant child In a waste wood, ...
If Mary had known When she held her Babe's hands in her own Little hands that were tender and white ...
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
For many, many days together The wind blew steady from the East; For many days hot grew the weather, About ...
Gold on her head, and gold on her feet, And gold where the hems of her kirtle meet, And a ...
Out of the earth to rest or range Perpetual in perpetual change, The unknown passing through the strange. Water and ...
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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