The Lunatic Girl (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Most beautiful, most gentle! Yet how lostTo all that gladdens the fair earth; the eyeThat watched her being; the maternal ...
Most beautiful, most gentle! Yet how lostTo all that gladdens the fair earth; the eyeThat watched her being; the maternal ...
St. Austin, going in thoughtAlong the sea-sands gray,Into another world was caught,And Carthage far away.He saw the City of GodHang ...
My way is on the bright blue sea, My sleep upon its rocking tide;And many an eye has followed me Where billows ...
THE BREWING OF BEER.Now we sing the wondrous legends,Songs of wedding-feasts and dances,Sing the melodies of wedlock,Sing the songs of ...
I The ragged pilgrim, on the road to nowhere, Waits at the granite milestone. It grows dark. Willows lean by ...
Who murmurs, hither, hither: whoWhere nought is audible so fills the ear?Where nought is visible can make appearA veil with ...
Here the tides flow,And here they ebb;Not with that dull, unsinewed tread of watersHeld under bonds to moveAround unpeopled shores-Moon-driven ...
As when untaught and blind,To the mute stone the pagan bows his knee,Spirit of Love! phantom of my own mind! ...
Not the light of the long blue Summer,Nor the flowery huntress, Spring,Nor the chilly and moaning Winter,Doth peace to my ...
Oh, take this shell, this pretty thing With tinted waves of pearly red; Hold close your ear and hear it ...
Murmuring, 'twixt a murmur and moan,Many a tune in a single tone,For every ear with a secret true—The sea-shell wants ...
The mother will not turn, who thinks she hearsHer nursling's speech first grow articulate;But breathless with averted eyes elateShe sits, ...
Love within the lover's breast Burns like Hesper in the west, O'er the ashes of the sun, Till the day ...
"To the passionate lover,whose sighs come back to him on every breeze, all the world is like a murmuring sea-shell. ...
I Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great ...
I. Ancestral Houses Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills, Life overflows without ...
Under the rose-tree's dancing shade There stands a little ivory girl, Pulling the leaves of pink and pearl With pale ...
Oh, you who read some song that I have sung - What know you of the soul from whence it ...
St. Austin, going in thought Along the sea-sands gray, Into another world was caught, And Carthage far away. He saw ...
By dark severance the apparition head Smiles from the air a capital on no Column or a Platonic perhaps head ...
Distraction is the panacea, Sir! I hear my oracle of Medicine say. Doctor! that same specific yesterday I tried, and ...
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