Hiawatha’s Lamentation (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
In those days the Evil Spirits, All the Manitos of mischief, Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom, And his love for Chibiabos, Jealous ...
In those days the Evil Spirits, All the Manitos of mischief, Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom, And his love for Chibiabos, Jealous ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The ...
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
Love's Lunacy Why do I speak of joy, or write of love, When my heart is the very den of ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thought, ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
FROM the time of the early radishes To the time of the standing corn Sleepy Henry Hackerman hoes. There are ...
Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend; All ...
1. A conversation begins with a lie. and each speaker of the so-called common language feels the ice-floe split, the ...
"Gawaine, Gawaine, what look ye for to see, So far beyond the faint edge of the world? D'ye look to ...
On one occasion King James the Fifth of Scotland, when alone, in disguise, Near by the Bridge of Cramond met ...
'Twas in the year of 1858, and on October the fourteenth day, That a fire broke out in a warehouse, ...
Sir William Wallace of Ellerslie, I'm told he went to the High School in Dundee, For to learn to read ...
In a little town in Devonshire, in the mellow September moonlight, A gentleman passing along a street saw a pitiful ...
He felt the wild beast in him betweenwhiles So masterfully rude, that he would grieve To see the helpless delicate ...
Tis believed that this Harp, which I wake now for thee Was a Siren of old, who sung under the ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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