Hiawatha And The Pearl-Feather (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
On the shores of Gitche Gumee, Of the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood Nokomis, the old woman, Pointing with her finger westward, ...
On the shores of Gitche Gumee, Of the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood Nokomis, the old woman, Pointing with her finger westward, ...
When the summer fields are mown, When the birds are fledged and flown, And the dry leaves strew the path; ...
There is a quiet spirit in these woods, That dwells where'er the gentle south-wind blows; Where, underneath the white-thorn, in ...
When winter winds are piercing chill, And through the hawthorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, ...
When the warm sun, that brings Seed-time and harvest, has returned again, 'T is sweet to visit the still wood, ...
1903 (South African War ended, May, 1902) Here, where my fresh-turned furrows run, And the deep soil glistens red, I ...
(Foot-Service to the Hills) In the name of the Empress of India, make way, O Lords of the Jungle, wherever ...
She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew For she heard a whimper under the ...
Why listen, even the water is sobbing for something. The west wind is dead, the waves Forget to hate the ...
XLVI Bring, in this timeless grave to throw No cypress, sombre on the snow; Snap not from the bitter yew ...
Once in the wind of morning I ranged the thymy wold; The world-wide air was azure And all the brooks ...
Spoken by Miss Ada Rehan at the Lyceum Theatre, July 23, 1890, at a performance on behalf of Lady Jeune's ...
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
THE sun had wheeled from Grey's to Dammer's Crest, And still I mused on that Thing imminent: At length I ...
When the Present has latched its postern behind my tremulous stay, And the May month flaps its glad green leaves ...
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods ...
The battle rent a cobweb diamond-strung And cut a flower beside a ground bird's nest Before it stained a single ...
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
I know what the caged bird feels, alas! When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind ...
I I heard the spring wind whisper Above the brushwood fire, "The world is made forever Of transport and desire. ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
The Boy from his bedroom-window Look'd over the little town, And away to the bleak black upland Under a clouded ...
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
An uphill path, sun-gleams between the showers, Where every beam that broke the leaden sky Lit other hills with fairer ...
These hills, to hurt me more, That am hurt already enough,- Having left the sea behind, Having turned suddenly and ...
ALL day they loitered by the resting ships, Telling their beauties over, taking stock; At night the verdict left my ...
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