Hiawatha’s Departure (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
By the shore of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, At the doorway of his wigwam, In the pleasant Summer ...
By the shore of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, At the doorway of his wigwam, In the pleasant Summer ...
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 ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
O ye dead Poets, who are living still Immortal in your verse, though life be fled, And ye, O living ...
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, ...
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
In the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow-lands Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint ...
When the summer fields are mown, When the birds are fledged and flown, And the dry leaves strew the path; ...
Half of my life is gone, and I have let The years slip from me and have not fulfilled The ...
Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low, To lie amid some sylvan scene. Where, ...
This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling, Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms; But front their silent ...
Listen my children and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in ...
I stood on the bridge at midnight, As the clocks were striking the hour, And the moon rose o'er the ...
Tuscan, that wanderest through the realms of gloom, With thoughtful pace, and sad, majestic eyes, Stern thoughts and awful from ...
Blind Bartimeus at the gates Of Jericho in darkness waits; He hears the crowd;--he hears a breath Say, "It is ...
River! that in silence windest Through the meadows, bright and free, Till at length thy rest thou findest In the ...
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 ...
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 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 ...
Dear child! how radiant on thy mother's knee, With merry-making eyes and jocund smiles, Thou gazest at the painted tiles, ...
Filled is Life's goblet to the brim; And though my eyes with tears are dim, I see its sparkling bubbles ...
It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear ...
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings ...
WHAT THE HEART OF THE YOUNG MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but ...
The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From ...
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