Coplas De Manrique (From The Spanish) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
O let the soul her slumbers break,Let thought be quickened, and awake;Awake to seeHow soon this life is past and ...
O let the soul her slumbers break,Let thought be quickened, and awake;Awake to seeHow soon this life is past and ...
At the foot of the mountain heightWhere is perched Castel Cuille,When the apple, the plum, and the almond treeIn the ...
Full of wrath was HiawathaWhen he came into the village,Found the people in confusion,Heard of all the misdemeanors,All the malice ...
Out of childhood into manhoodNow had grown my Hiawatha,Skilled in all the craft of hunters,Learned in all the lore of ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,He, the handsome Yenadizze,Whom the people called the Storm-Fool,Vexed the village with disturbance;You shall hear of ...
By the shore of Gitche Gumee,By the shining Big-Sea-Water,At the doorway of his wigwam,In the pleasant Summer morning,Hiawatha stood and ...
Downward through the evening twilight,In the days that are forgotten,In the unremembered ages,From the full moon fell Nokomis,Fell the beautiful ...
Forth upon the Gitche Gumee,On the shining Big-Sea-Water,With his fishing-line of cedar,Of the twisted bark of cedar,Forth to catch the ...
In his lodge beside a river,Close beside a frozen river,Sat an old man, sad and lonely.White his hair was as ...
In those days the Evil Spirits,All the Manitos of mischief,Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom,And his love for Chibiabos,Jealous of their faithful friendship,And ...
This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling,Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms;But front their silent pipes no ...
Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are ...
TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!-For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, He, the handsome Yenadizze, Whom the people called the Storm-Fool, Vexed the village with disturbance; ...
Full of wrath was Hiawatha When he came into the village, Found the people in confusion, Heard of all the ...
In those days the Evil Spirits, All the Manitos of mischief, Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom, And his love for Chibiabos, Jealous ...
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
Forth upon the Gitche Gumee, On the shining Big-Sea-Water, With his fishing-line of cedar, Of the twisted bark of cedar, ...
I am the God Thor, I am the War God, I am the Thunderer! Here in my Northland, My fastness ...
Out of childhood into manhood Now had grown my Hiawatha, Skilled in all the craft of hunters, Learned in all ...
By the shore of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, At the doorway of his wigwam, In the pleasant Summer ...
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling, Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms; But front their silent ...
WHAT THE HEART OF THE YOUNG MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but ...
Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!— For the soul is dead that slumbers, And ...
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