The Beleaguered City (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
I have read, in some old, marvellous tale, Some legend strange and vague, That a midnight host of spectres pale ...
I have read, in some old, marvellous tale, Some legend strange and vague, That a midnight host of spectres pale ...
1901 Not in the camp his victory lies Or triumph in the market-place, Who is his Nation's sacrifice To turn ...
"The Brushwood Boy"--The Day's Work Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may ...
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may ...
We severed in Autumn early, Ere the earth was torn by the plough; The wheat and the oats and the ...
In his reading of the scroll the words of Isaiah fulfilled claimed by the Christ out of his tempting His ...
Like Christ, we are to take up the scroll to take up the ancient words to take up his ministry ...
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Oh, may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
When I was born, From all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice, Saying, This be thy portion, child; ...
I should have thought in a dream you would have brought some lovely, perilous thing, orchids piled in a great ...
It was a half-life that seemed like a genuine world wielding hard symbolism over those who ruled it; we lived ...
What are we waiting for, assembled in the forum? The barbarians are due here today. Why isn't anything happening in ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
First the Governor, the Father: He suggested velvet curtains looped about a massy pillar; And the corner of a table, ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
... Among the shadows of the groaning elms, amid the darkening oaks, we fled ourselves ... ... Once there were ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
The Moorish King rides up and down, Through Granada's royal town; From Elvira's gate to those Of Bivarambla on he ...
The Moorish King rides up and down, Through Granada's royal town; From Elvira's gate to those Of Bivarambla on he ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
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