Morituri Salutamus: Poem for the Fiftieth Anniversary (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
Far and wide among the nations Spread the name and fame of Kwasind; No man dared to strive with Kwasind, ...
The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep, And round the pebbly beaches far and wide I heard the first ...
I stood upon the hills, when heaven's wide arch Was glorious with the sun's returning march, And woods were brightened, ...
There is a quiet spirit in these woods, That dwells where'er the gentle south-wind blows; Where, underneath the white-thorn, in ...
God gave all men all earth to love, But, since our hearts are small Ordained for each one spot should ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
SAY not the Poet dies! Though in the dust he lies, He cannot forfeit his melodious breath, Unsphered by envious ...
Is it worth while, dear, now, To call for bells, and sally forth arrayed For marriage-rites -- discussed, decried, delayed ...
When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a ...
sam swill took a pill went blue ate stew had pains no brains sucked a date too late swallowed stone ...
Walking around the parkway, cut through the wooded place long after this land was a lake, long after the bog ...
In the bramble at the edge of the lawn Before the woods, Where pillows of snow perched in winter Green ...
The mountain held the town as in a shadow I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed ...
Pan came out of the woods one day,-- His skin and his hair and his eyes were gray, The gray ...
A blackbird lands A good beer-barrel A man sits in a cave knitting A theatre in Copenhagen Abask the sea-wall ...
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
This house which is lived in resounds with the chorus of voices bound in the press of its generous, unconcealed ...
A life hauls itself uphill through hoar-mist steaming the sun's tongue licking leaf upon leaf into stricken liquid When? When? ...
Beautiful Loch Katrine in all thy majesty so grand, Oh! how charming and fascinating is thy silver strand! Thou certainly ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Ye lovers of the picturesque, away, away! To beautiful Comrie and have a holiday; Aud bask in the sunahine and ...
'TWAS one of those dreams, that by music are brought, Like a bright summer haze, o'er the poet's warm thought ...
These hills, to hurt me more, That am hurt already enough,- Having left the sea behind, Having turned suddenly and ...
I went to the dances at Chandlerville, And played snap-out at Winchester. One time we changed partners, Driving home in ...
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