The Golden Legend: Prologue & 1. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL.Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of theAir, trying to tear down the Cross. _Lucifer._ HASTEN! ...
THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL.Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of theAir, trying to tear down the Cross. _Lucifer._ HASTEN! ...
Can it be the sun descendingO'er the level plain of water?Or the Red Swan floating, flying,Wounded by the magic arrow,Staining ...
FAR in the West there lies a desert land, where the mountainsLift, through perpetual snows, their lofty and luminous summits.Down ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!"Cried the warriors, cried the old men,When he came in triumph homewardWith the sacred Belt of Wampum,From ...
You shall hear how HiawathaPrayed and fasted in the forest,Not for greater skill in hunting,Not for greater craft in fishing,Not ...
FOUR times the sun had risen and set; and now on the fifth dayCheerily called the cock to the sleeping ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha,Of the happy days that followed,In the land of the Ojibways,In the pleasant land and peaceful!Sing ...
In his lodge beside a river,Close beside a frozen river,Sat an old man, sad and lonely.White his hair was as ...
NOW had the season returned, when the nights grow colder and longer,And the retreating sun the sign of the Scorpion ...
On the Mountains of the Prairie,On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry,Gitche Manito, the mighty,He the Master of Life, descending,On the ...
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree!Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree!Growing by the rushing river,Tall and stately in the ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories?Whence these legends and traditions,With the odors of the forestWith the dew and damp ...
Night rests in beauty on Mont Alto.Beneath its shade the beauteous Arno sleepsIn vallombrosa's bosom, and dark treesBend with a ...
I.Peradventure of old, some bard in Ionian Islands, Walking alone by the sea, hearing the wash of the waves,Learned the secret ...
Most beautiful, most gentle! Yet how lostTo all that gladdens the fair earth; the eyeThat watched her being; the maternal ...
There is a quiet spirit in these woods,That dwells where'er the gentle south-wind blows;Where, underneath the white-thorn, in the glade,The ...
When the summer harvest was gathered in,And the sheaf of the gleaner grew white and thin,And the ploughshare was in ...
Round Autumn's mouldering urnLoud mourns the chill and cheerless gale,When nightfall shades the quiet vale And stars in beauty burn. 'Tis the ...
With what a glory comes and goes the year!The buds of spring, those beautiful harbingersOf sunny skies and cloudless times, ...
I sat by my window one night, And watched how the stars grew high;And the earth and skies were a splendid ...
O Hemlock tree! O hemlock tree! how faithful are thy branches! Green not alone in summer time, But in the winter's frost ...
You shall hear how Hiawatha Prayed and fasted in the forest, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater ...
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
On the Mountains of the Prairie, On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry, Gitche Manito, the mighty, He the Master of ...
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the ...
It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I ...
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