Pau-Puk-Keewis (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
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 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 ...
You shall hear how Hiawatha Prayed and fasted in the forest, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater ...
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 ...
In those days said Hiawatha, "Lo! how all things fade and perish! From the memory of the old men Pass ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, How the handsome Yenadizze Danced at Hiawatha's wedding; How the gentle Chibiabos, He the sweetest ...
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, ...
On the shores of Gitche Gumee, Of the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood Nokomis, the old woman, Pointing with her finger westward, ...
DEVEREUX FARM, NEAR MARBLEHEAD. We sat within the farm-house old, Whose windows, looking o'er the bay, Gave to the sea-breeze ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
After so long an absence At last we meet agin: Does the meeting give us pleasure, Or does it give ...
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and ...
From the outskirts of the town, Where of old the mile-stone stood, Now a stranger, looking down I behold the ...
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside, While the sullen gales of autumn Shake the windows. The ungrateful ...
Listen my children and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in ...
River! that in silence windest Through the meadows, bright and free, Till at length thy rest thou findest In the ...
This is the place. Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy Past The ...
INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE PITCHER Come, old friend! sit down and listen! From the pitcher, placed between us, How the ...
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, ...
Under a spreading chestnut-tree The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; ...
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