Hiawatha’s Sailing (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and ...
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
A much-discerning Public hold The Singer generally sings And prints and sells his past for gold. Whatever I may here ...
Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the ...
I am the Reaper. All things with heedful hook Silent I gather. Pale roses touched with the spring, Tall corn ...
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
Robin and his merry men : Lived just like the birds; They had almost as many tracks as thoughts, : ...
schnyder schnyder the bouncing spider had a song wound up inside her she'd had it taped on a silken spool ...
A small decal in the rear window the van passing us on the right An image, a stencil stylized of ...
From where I lingered in a lull in march outside the sugar-house one night for choice, I called the fireman ...
When I go up through the mowing field, The headless aftermath, Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew, Half closes ...
And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...
On Rabbi Kook's Street I walk without this good man-- A streiml he wore for prayer A silk top hat ...
Maud went to college. Sadie stayed home. Sadie scraped life With a fine toothed comb. She didn't leave a tangle ...
Water, moonlight, danger, dream. Bronze urn, angled on a tree root: one Slash of light, then gone. A red moon ...
We're talking different kinds of vulnerability here. These icicles aren't going to last for ever Suspended in the ultra violet ...
Old man, you surface seldom. Then you come in with the tide's coming When seas wash cold, foam- Capped: white ...
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...
With failing feet and shoulders bowed Beneath the weight of happier days, He lagged among the heedless crowd, Or crept ...
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...
In the last spring I ever knew, In those last days, I sat in the forsaken orchard Where beyond fields ...
Love is enough: through the trouble and tangle From yesterday's dawning to yesterday's night I sought through the vales where ...
But therewith the sun rose upward and lightened all the earth, And the light flashed up to the heavens from ...
The room is full of you!-As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne. So many words, so much paper, who can stand it. I told ...
They first charged me with disorderly conduct, There being no statute on blasphemy. Later they locked me up as insane ...
I swim near summer shadows glide over dappled shoals keeping to the fluid shallows reminiscent of the womb where I ...
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
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