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! ...
"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 ...
One summer morning, when the sun was hot,Weary with labor in his garden-plot,On a rude bench beneath his cottage eaves,Ser ...
NEAR to the bank of the river, o'ershadowed by oaks, from whose branchesGarlands of Spanish moss and of mystic mistletoe ...
FAR in the West there lies a desert land, where the mountainsLift, through perpetual snows, their lofty and luminous summits.Down ...
You shall hear how HiawathaPrayed and fasted in the forest,Not for greater skill in hunting,Not for greater craft in fishing,Not ...
"As unto the bow the cord is,So unto the man is woman,Though she bends him, she obeys him,Though she draws ...
IT was the month of May. Far down the Beautiful River,Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the ...
FOUR times the sun had risen and set; and now on the fifth dayCheerily called the cock to the sleeping ...
Downward through the evening twilight,In the days that are forgotten,In the unremembered ages,From the full moon fell Nokomis,Fell the beautiful ...
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 ...
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 ...
Never stoops the soaring vultureOn his quarry in the desert,On the sick or wounded bison,But another vulture, watchingFrom his high ...
NOW had the season returned, when the nights grow colder and longer,And the retreating sun the sign of the Scorpion ...
Loke sat and thought, till his dark eyes gleamWith joy at the deed he'd done;When Sif looked into the crystal ...
On the Mountains of the Prairie,On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry,Gitche Manito, the mighty,He the Master of Life, descending,On the ...
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree!Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree!Growing by the rushing river,Tall and stately in the ...
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, The years ...
Night rests in beauty on Mont Alto.Beneath its shade the beauteous Arno sleepsIn vallombrosa's bosom, and dark treesBend with a ...
When first in ancient time, from Jubal's tongueThe tuneful anthem filled the morning air,To sacred hymnings and elysian songHis music-breathing ...
I lay upon the headland-height, and listenedTo the incessant sobbing of the sea In caverns under me,And watched the waves, that ...
The rocky ledge runs far into the sea, And on its outer point, some miles away,The Lighthouse lifts its massive masonry, A ...
There is a quiet spirit in these woods,That dwells where'er the gentle south-wind blows;Where, underneath the white-thorn, in the glade,The ...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,One who dwelleth by the Castle Rhine,When he called the flowers, so blue ...
In that building, long and low,With its windows all a-row, Like the port-holes of a hulk,Human spiders spin and spin,Backward down ...
What say the Bells of San BlasTo the ships that southward pass From the harbor of Mazatlan?To them it is nothing ...
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