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 ...
THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL.Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of theAir, trying to tear down the Cross. _Lucifer._ HASTEN! ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with wave and whirlwind ...
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 ...
Can it be the sun descendingO'er the level plain of water?Or the Red Swan floating, flying,Wounded by the magic arrow,Staining ...
NEAR to the bank of the river, o'ershadowed by oaks, from whose branchesGarlands of Spanish moss and of mystic mistletoe ...
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 ...
IT was the month of May. Far down the Beautiful River,Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha,Of the happy days that followed,In the land of the Ojibways,In the pleasant land and peaceful!Sing ...
When first in ancient time, from Jubal's tongueThe tuneful anthem filled the morning air,To sacred hymnings and elysian songHis music-breathing ...
Of Prometheus, how undaunted On Olympus' shining bastionsHis audacious foot he planted,Myths are told and songs are chanted, Full of promptings and ...
Of Edenhall, the youthful LordBids sound the festal trumpet's call.He rises at the banquet board,And cries, 'mid the drunken revellers ...
A handful of red sand, from the hot clime Of Arab deserts brought,Within this glass becomes the spy of Time, The minister ...
Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are ...
Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the ...
TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!-For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not ...
All are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time;Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme.Nothing useless ...
Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!Sail on, O Union, strong and great!Humanity with all its fears,With all the ...
I said unto myself, if I were dead, What would befall these children? What would be Their fate, who now are looking up ...
When the prime mover of my many sighsHeaven took through death from out her earthly place,Nature, that never made so ...
Nothing the greatest artist can conceiveThat every marble block doth not confineWithin itself; and only its designThe hand that follows ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, He, the handsome Yenadizze, Whom the people called the Storm-Fool, Vexed the village with disturbance; ...
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
Listen my children and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in ...
The rising moon has hid the stars; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape green, With shadows ...
Dear child! how radiant on thy mother's knee, With merry-making eyes and jocund smiles, Thou gazest at the painted tiles, ...
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