Poems, Volumen1Ticknor and Fields, 1850 |
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... Entered according to Act of Congress , in the year 1850 , by H. W. LONGFELLOW , in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts . CAMBRIDGE : STEREOTYPED AND PRINTED BY METCALF AND COMPANY , PRINTERS TO THE ...
... Entered according to Act of Congress , in the year 1850 , by H. W. LONGFELLOW , in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts . CAMBRIDGE : STEREOTYPED AND PRINTED BY METCALF AND COMPANY , PRINTERS TO THE ...
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... holy , calm delight ; Ere the evening lamps are lighted , And , like phantoms grim and tall , Shadows from the fitful fire - light Dance upon the parlour wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open 14 FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS.
... holy , calm delight ; Ere the evening lamps are lighted , And , like phantoms grim and tall , Shadows from the fitful fire - light Dance upon the parlour wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open 14 FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS.
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved , the true - hearted , Come to visit me once more ; He , the young and strong , who cherished Noble longings for the strife , By the road ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved , the true - hearted , Come to visit me once more ; He , the young and strong , who cherished Noble longings for the strife , By the road ...
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... unlooses the Sirocco . Already my slow steps had led me on Into the ancient wood so far , that I Could see no more the place where I had entered And lo ! my farther course cut off a river THE TERRESTRIAL PARADISE . 103.
... unlooses the Sirocco . Already my slow steps had led me on Into the ancient wood so far , that I Could see no more the place where I had entered And lo ! my farther course cut off a river THE TERRESTRIAL PARADISE . 103.
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... the wonder is not that she should do it so well , but that she should do it at all . ” Esaias Tegnér , the author of this poem , was born in the parish of By in Wärmland , in the year 1782 . In 1799 he entered the Univer- sity 164 PREFACE .
... the wonder is not that she should do it so well , but that she should do it at all . ” Esaias Tegnér , the author of this poem , was born in the parish of By in Wärmland , in the year 1782 . In 1799 he entered the Univer- sity 164 PREFACE .
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Alcalá angel ANGELICA art thou BALTASAR BARTOLOMÉ beautiful behold Beltran Cruzado Beware birds blessed breast breath bright brooklet cachucha Calés child CHISPA clouds Count of Lara dance dark dead Death DON CARLOS Don Dinero Dost thou doth dream earth Enter Exeunt eyes fair fall father fear flowers FRANCISCO gentle Gipsy girl gleams gold golden grave hand hear heart heaven holy HYPOLITO Jorge Manrique land leaves Life's light lips look Luck of Edenhall Madrid maiden MARTINA midnight moon night Nils Juel o'er PADRE CURA PEDRO CRESPO Pentecost poem Pray prayer PRECIOSA red planet Mars ring rise Saint SCENE shadows silent silver sing sleep smile soft song soul sound Spain speak star stood sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Timoneda unto VICTORIAN village voice wait wave weary wild wind woods
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Página 7 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, " Life is but an empty dream ! " For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Página 185 - Last night the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see! " The skipper, he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laughed he.
Página 271 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior!
Página 10 - I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Página 143 - INTO the Silent Land ! Ah ! who shall lead us thither ? Clouds in the evening sky more darkly gather, And shattered wrecks lie thicker on the strand. Who leads us with a gentle hand Thither, O thither, Into the Silent Land...
Página 187 - ... seaman's coat Against the stinging blast ; He cut a rope from a broken spar, And bound her to the mast. "O father! I hear the church-bells ring, Oh say, what may it be?
Página 247 - No one is so accursed by fate, No one so utterly desolate, But some heart, though unknown,. Responds unto his own.
Página 181 - Beating to sea again, Through the wild hurricane Bore I the maiden. " Three weeks we westward bore. And when the storm was o'er, Cloud-like we saw the shore Stretching to leeward; There for my lady's bower Built I the lofty tower, Which to this very hour Stands looking seaward.
Página 180 - When the wind failed us ; And with a sudden flaw Came round the gusty Skaw, So that our foe we saw Laugh as he hailed us. " And as to catch the gale Round veered the flapping sail, Death ! was the helmsman's hail, Death without quarter...
Página 132 - I KNOW a maiden fair to see, Take care ! She can both false and friendly be, Beware ! Beware ! Trust her not, She is fooling thee ! She has two eyes, so soft and brown, Take care ! She gives a side-glance and looks down, Beware ! Beware ! Trust her not, She is fooling thee...