The Golden Legend: VI. The School Of Salerno (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
A traveling Scholastic affixing his Theses to the gateof the College._Scholastic._ There, that is my gauntlet, my banner, my shield,Hung ...
A traveling Scholastic affixing his Theses to the gateof the College._Scholastic._ There, that is my gauntlet, my banner, my shield,Hung ...
_Prince Henry_. God's blessing on the architects who buildThe bridges o'er swift rivers and abyssesBefore impassable to human feet,No less ...
THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL.Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of theAir, trying to tear down the Cross. _Lucifer._ HASTEN! ...
FAR in the West there lies a desert land, where the mountainsLift, through perpetual snows, their lofty and luminous summits.Down ...
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 ...
Two good friends had Hiawatha,Singled out from all the others,Bound to him in closest union,And to whom he gave the ...
How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves, Close by the street of this fair seaport town, Silent beside the never-silent ...
Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low,To lie amid some sylvan scene,Where, the long drooping ...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,One who dwelleth by the Castle Rhine,When he called the flowers, so blue ...
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 ...
Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me As I gaze upon the sea!All the old romantic legends, All my dreams, come back to ...
She dwells by Great Kenhawa's side, In valleys green and cool;And all her hope and all her pride Are in the village ...
God sent his Singers upon earthWith songs of sadness and of mirth,That they might touch the hearts of men,And bring ...
Where are the Poets, unto whom belong The Olympian heights; whose singing shafts were sent Straight to the mark, and not from ...
Something the heart must have to cherish,Must love and joy and sorrow learn,Something with passion clasp, or perish,And in itself ...
In those days the Evil Spirits, All the Manitos of mischief, Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom, And his love for Chibiabos, Jealous ...
Two good friends had Hiawatha, Singled out from all the others, Bound to him in closest union, And to whom ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves, Close by the street of this fair seaport town, Silent beside ...
PRELUDE. Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low, To lie amid some sylvan scene, ...
Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low, To lie amid some sylvan scene. Where, ...
She dwells by Great Kenhawa's side, In valleys green and cool; And all her hope and all her pride Are ...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, ...
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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