THE OLD CLOCK ON THE STAIRS (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
L'eternite est une pendule, dont le balancier dit et redit sans cesse ces deux mots seulement dans le silence des ...
L'eternite est une pendule, dont le balancier dit et redit sans cesse ces deux mots seulement dans le silence des ...
The day is ending, The night is descending; The marsh is frozen, The river dead. Through clouds like ashes The ...
Lo! in the painted oriel of the West, Whose panes the sunken sun incarnadines, Like a fair lady at her ...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, ...
I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed ...
Loud he sang the psalm of David! He, a Negro and enslaved, Sang of Israel's victory, Sang of Zion, bright ...
The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the ...
The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ...
There is a quiet spirit in these woods, That dwells where'er the gentle south-wind blows; Where, underneath the white-thorn, in ...
No hay pajaros en los nidos de antano. Spanish Proverb The sun is bright,--the air is clear, The darting swallows ...
It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear ...
Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried ...
When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To ...
The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From ...
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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