Ultima Thule: The Iron Pen (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
I thought this Pen would ariseFrom the casket where it lies-- Of itself would arise and writeMy thanks and my surprise.When ...
I thought this Pen would ariseFrom the casket where it lies-- Of itself would arise and writeMy thanks and my surprise.When ...
I sat by my window one night, And watched how the stars grew high;And the earth and skies were a splendid ...
By yon still river, where the wave Is winding slow at evening's close,The beech, upon a nameless grave, Its sadly-moving shadow throws.O'er ...
It was fifty years ago In the pleasant month of May,In the beautiful Pays de Vaud, A child in its cradle lay.And ...
O gift of God! O perfect day:Whereon shall no man work, but play;Whereon it is enough for me,Not to be ...
Gentle Spring! in sunshine clad,Well dost thou thy power display!For Winter maketh the light heart sad,And thou, thou makest the ...
O Hemlock tree! O hemlock tree! how faithful are thy branches! Green not alone in summer time, But in the winter's frost ...
When the prime mover of my many sighsHeaven took through death from out her earthly place,Nature, that never made so ...
Lady, how can it chance--yet this we seeIn long experience--that will longer lastA living image carved from quarries vastThan its ...
Take them, O Death! and bear away Whatever thou canst call thine own!Thine image, stamped upon this clay, Doth give thee that, ...
Full of wrath was Hiawatha When he came into the village, Found the people in confusion, Heard of all the ...
I stand beneath the tree, whose branches shade Thy western window, Chapel of St. John! And hear its leaves repeat ...
A mist was driving down the British Channel, The day was just begun, And through the window-panes, on floor and ...
What phantom is this that appears Through the purple mist of the years, Itself but a mist like these? A ...
Two good friends had Hiawatha, Singled out from all the others, Bound to him in closest union, And to whom ...
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
On the Mountains of the Prairie, On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry, Gitche Manito, the mighty, He the Master of ...
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
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 ...
Vogelweid the Minnesinger, When he left this world of ours, Laid his body in the cloister, Under Wurtzburg's minster towers. ...
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, ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the ...
Often I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea; Often in thought go up and down ...
Listen my children and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in ...
The Slaver in the broad lagoon Lay moored with idle sail; He waited for the rising moon, And for the ...
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, ...
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