Song Of The Bell. (From The German) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Bell! thou soundest merrily,When the bridal party To the church doth hie!Bell! thou soundest solemnly.When, on Sabbath morning, Fields deserted lie!Bell! thou ...
Bell! thou soundest merrily,When the bridal party To the church doth hie!Bell! thou soundest solemnly.When, on Sabbath morning, Fields deserted lie!Bell! thou ...
Torrent of light and river of the air, Along whose bed the glimmering stars are seen Like gold and silver sands in ...
'Tis late at night, and in the realm of sleep My little lambs are folded like the flocks; From room to room ...
Allah gives light in darkness, Allah gives rest in pain,Cheeks that are white with weeping Allah paints red again.The flowers and the ...
Let nothing disturb thee,Nothing affright theeAll things are passing;God never changeth;Patient enduranceAttaineth to all things;Who God possessethIn nothing is wanting;Alone ...
I stand beneath the tree, whose branches shade Thy western window, Chapel of St. John! And hear its leaves repeat ...
Heard a voice, that cried, "Balder the Beautiful Is dead, is dead!" And through the misty air Passed like the ...
Viswamitra the Magician, By his spells and incantations, Up to Indra's realms elysian Raised Trisanku, king of nations. Indra and ...
In those days the Evil Spirits, All the Manitos of mischief, Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom, And his love for Chibiabos, Jealous ...
"As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, ...
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
I am the God Thor, I am the War God, I am the Thunderer! Here in my Northland, My fastness ...
X. Hiawatha's Wooing "As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, ...
I saw, as in a dream sublime, The balance in the hand of Time. O'er East and West its beam ...
How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves, Close by the street of this fair seaport town, Silent beside ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the ...
"I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of ...
When the dying flame of day Through the chancel shot its ray, Far the glimmering tapers shed Faint light on ...
The pages of thy book I read, And as I closed each one, My heart, responding, ever said, "Servant of ...
In the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow-lands Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint ...
L'eternite est une pendule, dont le balancier dit et redit sans cesse ces deux mots seulement dans le silence des ...
Maiden! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies! Thou whose ...
This is the place. Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy Past The ...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, ...
I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls The burial-ground God's-Acre! It is just; It consecrates each grave within its ...
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