Evangeline: Part The Second. III. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
NEAR to the bank of the river, o'ershadowed by oaks, from whose branchesGarlands of Spanish moss and of mystic mistletoe ...
NEAR to the bank of the river, o'ershadowed by oaks, from whose branchesGarlands of Spanish moss and of mystic mistletoe ...
THOU darest not love me! - thou canst only seeThe great gulf set between us. Hadst thou love,'T would bear ...
YES, lady! I can ne'er forget,That once in other years we met;Thy memory may perchance recallA festal eve, a rose-wreathed ...
She rose in moonlight, and stood, confronting sea, With her bare arms uplifted, And lifted her voice in the silence ...
Under an arch of glorious leaves I passedOut of the wood and saw the sickle moonFloating in daylight o'er the ...
She does not "languish in her bower", Or squander all the golden day In fashioning a gaudy flower Upon a ...
What is he buzzing in my ears? "Now that I come to die, Do I view the world as a ...
O'er the dark pines she sees the silver moon, And in the west, all tremulous, a star; And soothing sweet ...
When a girl's sixteen, and as poor as she's pretty, And she hasn't a friend and she hasn't a home, ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories