Coplas De Manrique (From The Spanish) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
O let the soul her slumbers break,Let thought be quickened, and awake;Awake to seeHow soon this life is past and ...
O let the soul her slumbers break,Let thought be quickened, and awake;Awake to seeHow soon this life is past and ...
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
IHe walked under the shadow of the HillWhere men are fed into the firesAnd walled apart…Unarmed and alone,He summoned his ...
IAs I lay sleeping yesternight,The fairies came to me ;The moon, full-orb'd, gave ample light,Enabling me to seeThe little, green-clad, ...
City of palms! whose ancient name Suggests a line of scarlet hue, Type of thy glorious Guest who came And passed with crowds ...
Jingo-woman(How I dislike you!)Dealer in white feathers,Insulter, self-appointed,Of all the men you meet,Not dressed in uniform,When to your mind,(A sorry ...
'Tis God the Creator whose mercy hath givenThe beauty of earth and the glory of heaven,The freshness of ocean, the ...
Lazy laughing languid Jenny,Fond of a kiss and fond of a guinea,Whose head upon my knee to-nightRests for a while, ...
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer,Double-visaged stand the mountains in imperial multitudes,And with shadows dappled men sing ...
Of Peter's daughter, it is said, men told,While yet she breathed, a tale as sad as life,As sweet as death; ...
Over that morn hung heaviness, until,Near sunless noon, we heard the ship's bell beatingA melancholy staccato on dead metal;Saw the ...
The white chocolate jar full of petals swills odds and ends around in a dizzying eye of four o'clocks now ...
Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence Behold the Forms of nature. They discern Unerringly the Archtypes, all the verities ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West, That fearest nor sea ...
She recognizes him at last as Other, not Self. I see her in my mind, hot wax about to plummet ...
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