The White Man’s Foot (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
Once in the wind of morning I ranged the thymy wold; The world-wide air was azure And all the brooks ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
It is December in Wicklow: Alders dripping, birches Inheriting the last light, The ash tree cold to look at. A ...
To Jenny came a gentle youth From inland leazes lone; His love was fresh as apple-blooth By Parrett, Yeo, or ...
Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too, And the daft sun-assaulter, he That frightened thee so oft, is fled or ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, ...
Like a long arrow through the dark the train is darting, Bearing me far away, after a perfect day of ...
There came a wind like a bugle It quivered through the GRASS, And a green chill upon the heat So ...
I The rutted roads are all like iron; skies Are keen and brilliant; only the oak-leaves cling In the bare ...
A part, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: ...
A part, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
Guns! far and near Quick, sudden, angry, They startle the still street, Upturned faces appear, Doors open on darkness, There ...
"But, sir," I said, "they tell me the man is like to die!" The Canon shook his head indulgently. "Young ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
He lay within a warm, soft world Of motion. Colors bloomed and fled, Maroon and turquoise, saffron, red, Wave upon ...
The boat ploughed on. Now Alcatraz was past And all the grey waves flamed to red again At the dead ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
When she came out, that white little Russian dancer, With her bright hair, and her eyes, so young, so young, ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
You read-what is it, then that you are reading? What music moves so silently in your mind? Your bright hand ...
'Number four-the girl who died on the table- The girl with golden hair-' The purpling body lies on the polished ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
I said I will find what is lowly and put the roots of my identity down there: each day I'll ...
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