Morituri Salutamus: Poem for the Fiftieth Anniversary (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, ...
Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain, With banners, by great gales incessant fanned, Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand, ...
Broken in pieces all asunder, Lord, hunt me not, A thing forgot, Once a poor creature, now a wonder, A ...
As I look from the isle, o'er its billows of green, To the billows of foam-crested blue, Yon bark, that ...
To grow old is to lose everything. Aging, everybody knows it. Even when we are young, we glimpse it sometimes, ...
COULD this early bliss but rest Constant for one single hour! But e'en now the humid West Scatters many a ...
Now the golden Morn aloft Waves her dew-bespangled wing, With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She wooes the tardy Spring: ...
A Pindaric Ode Awake, Aeolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A ...
This valley wood is pledged To the set shape of things, And reasonably hedged: Here are no harpies fledged, No ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon. On the cold river passing night-filled homes, It scatters restless gold across ...
When April scatters charms of primrose gold Among the copper leaves in thickets old, And singing skylarks from the meadows ...
When Stiivoren town was in its prime And queened the Zuyder Zee, Its ships went out to every clime With ...
Like a long arrow through the dark the train is darting, Bearing me far away, after a perfect day of ...
The Battle fought between the Soul And No Man -- is the One Of all the Battles prevalent -- By ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the ...
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
HERE'S to him that grows it, Drink, lads, drink! That lays it in and mows it, Clink, jugs, clink! To ...
Down on the shore, on the sunny shore! Where the salt smell cheers the land; Where the tide moves bright ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
They are assembled, astonished and disturbed round him, who like a sage resolved his fate, and now leaves those to ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped; The colours of Spring teem on every side. With leaping fish ...
Between going and staying the day wavers, in love with its own transparency. The circular afternoon is now a bay ...
Did you ever see an alligator Come up to the air from the mud, Staring blindly under the full glare ...
God scatters beauty as he scatters flowers O'er the wide earth, and tells us all are ours. A hundred lights ...
Hence, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights ...
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