The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Complete edWarne, 1868 - 628 páginas |
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... Speaking of the Past unto the Present , Tell us of the ancient Games of Flowers ; In all places , then , and in all seasons , Flowers expand their light and soul- like wings , Teaching us , by most persuasive rea- sons , How akin they ...
... Speaking of the Past unto the Present , Tell us of the ancient Games of Flowers ; In all places , then , and in all seasons , Flowers expand their light and soul- like wings , Teaching us , by most persuasive rea- sons , How akin they ...
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... speaking from death's frost , Like fiery tongues at Pentecost ! Glimmer , as funeral lamps , Amid the chills and damps Of the vast plain where Death encamps ! WOODS IN WINTER . WHEN Winter winds are piercing chill 6 VOICES OF THE NIGHT .
... speaking from death's frost , Like fiery tongues at Pentecost ! Glimmer , as funeral lamps , Amid the chills and damps Of the vast plain where Death encamps ! WOODS IN WINTER . WHEN Winter winds are piercing chill 6 VOICES OF THE NIGHT .
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... speak not of the Trojan name , Neither its glory nor its shame Has met our eyes ; Nor of Rome's great and glorious dead , Though we have heard so oft , and read , Their histories . Little avails it now to know Of ages passed so long ago ...
... speak not of the Trojan name , Neither its glory nor its shame Has met our eyes ; Nor of Rome's great and glorious dead , Though we have heard so oft , and read , Their histories . Little avails it now to know Of ages passed so long ago ...
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... speak it here , Ye would stand aghast with fear ; I am a Prince of mighty sway ! " When he rode into the lists , The arch of heaven grew black with mists , And the castle ' gan to rock . At the first blow , Fell the youth from saddle ...
... speak it here , Ye would stand aghast with fear ; I am a Prince of mighty sway ! " When he rode into the lists , The arch of heaven grew black with mists , And the castle ' gan to rock . At the first blow , Fell the youth from saddle ...
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... speak of the suddenly changing seasons of the Northern clime . There is no long spring , gradually unfolding leaf and blossom ; -no lingering autumn , pompous with many - coloured leaves . But winter and summer are wonderful , and pass ...
... speak of the suddenly changing seasons of the Northern clime . There is no long spring , gradually unfolding leaf and blossom ; -no lingering autumn , pompous with many - coloured leaves . But winter and summer are wonderful , and pass ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Acadian Angel answered beautiful behold beneath birds blessed breath bright brooklet Chispa clouds cried CRUZADO Dacotahs dance dark dead death Don Carlos door dream earth Edenhall Elsie Evangeline eyes face fair father fear Filled flowers forest Friar Gipsy gleam golden Grand-Pré hand hast hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy HYPOLITO Kenabeek King land Lara Laughing Laughing Water light lips listen look loud Lucifer maiden meadow Miles Standish Minnesinger Mondamin Monk moon morning Mudjekeewis night Nokomis o'er Osseo Padre pass Pau-Puk-Keewis Pray prayer Prec Preciosa Prince Henry river rose round sail sang shadows shining silent singing sleep song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake speak stand star stood sunshine sweet Tharaw thee thine thou art thought unto Vict village voice wait walls wampum wandered waves whispered wigwam wild wind words youth
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Página 279 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Página 280 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Página 300 - Wanders and watches with eager ears, Till in the silence around him he hears The muster of men at the barrack door, The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet, And the measured tread of the grenadiers, Marching down to their boats on the shore.
Página 267 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not. attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night.
Página 279 - Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Página 280 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Página 129 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended But has one vacant chair...
Página vii - Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
Página 94 - Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest. " This is the forest primeval; but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman?
Página 89 - THE day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, 'That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.