The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Author's pocket-vol. ed, Volumen5 |
Términos y frases comunes
angels Annie of Tharaw Atonement beautiful behold Beware birds breast breath bright brook cloth cloud coursers crown dark dead death descending didst divine dost thou doth Downward dreams dwell earth eternal ever-never eyes face fair lady faith fall father Fcap fear flame flowers FRIEDRICH VON LOGAU GERMAN Getic gold golden grave hand hath heart heaven hemlock tree holy JORGE MANRIQUE JULIUS MOSEN Karajal King leaves life's light living look LOPE DE VEGA maiden fair Manrique meadow mighty Minnesinger mortal mountain murmur Never-for night nightingale o'er ocean Ovid poet prayer RESTLESS HEART river round Sarmatian shadow shalt shore Silent Land sing Sir JOHN GILBERT sleep slumber snow soft song sorrow soul spirit stand stars stood summer tears thou art thou hast TITYRUS Uclés unto VITTORIA COLONNA voice wakeful eyes wander wave weary Whither winds wings ye children youth
Pasajes populares
Página 101 - THOUGH the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small ; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Página 140 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, I i. fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong.
Página 124 - 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...
Página 125 - Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice. And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice.
Página 137 - Halfway up the stairs it stands, And points and beckons with its hands From its case of massive oak, Like a monk, who, under his cloak, Crosses himself, and sighs, alas ' With sorrowful voice to all who pass, — " Forever — never ! Never — forever...
Página 121 - SEAWEED WHEN descends on the Atlantic The gigantic Storm-wind of the equinox. Landward in his wrath he scourges The toiling surges, Laden with seaweed from the rocks : From Bermuda's reefs ; from edges Of sunken ledges, In some far-off, bright Azore ; From Bahama, and the dashing, Silver-flashing Surges of San Salvador...
Página 65 - Land ! For all the broken-hearted The mildest herald by our fate allotted, Beckons, and with inverted torch doth stand To lead us with a gentle hand Into the land of the great Departed, Into the Silent Land ;
Página 159 - Agnolo il divino Su me posava, insuperbir mi sento. SONNETS. 1878. NATURE. S a fond mother, when the day is o'er, Leads by the hand her little child to bed, Half willing, half reluctant to be led, And leave his broken playthings on the floor, Still gazing at them through the open door, Nor wholly reassured and comforted By promises of others in their stead, Which, though more splendid, may not please him more ; So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads...
Página 208 - SOMETHING the heart must have to cherish, Must love and joy and sorrow learn, Something with passion clasp, or perish, And in itself to ashes burn.
Página 99 - Joy and Temperance and Repose Slam the door on the doctor's nose. SIN. Man-like is it to fall into sin, Fiend-like is it to dwell therein, Christ-like is it for sin to grieve, God-like is it all sin to leave.