The Poetical Works of H.W. LongfellowJ. Dicks, 1868 - 215 páginas |
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... Fair Nokomis bore a daughter . And she called her name Wenonah , As the first - born of her daughters . And the daughter of Nokomis Grew up like the prairie lilies , Grew a tall and slender maiden . With the beauty of the moonlight ...
... Fair Nokomis bore a daughter . And she called her name Wenonah , As the first - born of her daughters . And the daughter of Nokomis Grew up like the prairie lilies , Grew a tall and slender maiden . With the beauty of the moonlight ...
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... fair Dacotah . That our tribes might be united , That old feuds might be forgotten . And old wounds be healed for ever ! " Thus departed Hiawatha To the land of the Dacotahs , To the land of the handsome women : Striding over moor and ...
... fair Dacotah . That our tribes might be united , That old feuds might be forgotten . And old wounds be healed for ever ! " Thus departed Hiawatha To the land of the Dacotahs , To the land of the handsome women : Striding over moor and ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 16 LONGFELLOW'S Then uprose the Laughing Water , From the ground fair Minnehaha , Laid aside her mat unfinished , Brought forth food and set before them , Water brought them from the brooklet , Gave them food ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 16 LONGFELLOW'S Then uprose the Laughing Water , From the ground fair Minnehaha , Laid aside her mat unfinished , Brought forth food and set before them , Water brought them from the brooklet , Gave them food ...
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... fair Laughing Water , he softly , sang in this wise : " Onaway ! Awake , beloved ! Thou Thou Thou the wild - flower of the forest ! the wild - bird of the prairie ! " If thou only lookest at me , I am happy , I am happy , the lilies of ...
... fair Laughing Water , he softly , sang in this wise : " Onaway ! Awake , beloved ! Thou Thou Thou the wild - flower of the forest ! the wild - bird of the prairie ! " If thou only lookest at me , I am happy , I am happy , the lilies of ...
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... fair Oweenee beside him ; All the others chatted gayly , These two only walked in silence . " At the western sky Osseo Gazed intent , as if imploring , Often stopped and gazed imploring At the trembling Star of Evening , At the tender ...
... fair Oweenee beside him ; All the others chatted gayly , These two only walked in silence . " At the western sky Osseo Gazed intent , as if imploring , Often stopped and gazed imploring At the trembling Star of Evening , At the tender ...
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The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. [Illustrated.] Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Vista completa - 1864 |
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Angel answered arms beautiful bell beneath birds breath bright called close comes dark dead death deep door dream earth Enter eyes face fair fall father fear feel feet fell fire flowers follow forest Friar give gleam golden grave hand head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy King land Laughing leaves light listen living look loud maiden morning never night o'er once passed play Pray prayer Prec Prince Henry rest rise river rose round sail sang seemed shadow shining side silent singing sleep song soul sound speak spirit stand stars stood strong sweet Take tell thee things thou thought Till unto Vict village voice wait walk walls wandered waves wild wind young youth
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Página 78 - 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.
Página 80 - 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, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Página 102 - The salt sea was frozen on her breast, The salt tears in her eyes ; And he saw her hair, like the brown sea-weed, On the billows fall and rise.
Página 85 - The Reaper said, and smiled ; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Página 113 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time ; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Nothing useless is, or low ; Each thing in its place is best ; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.
Página 111 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; ,Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar. In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Página 101 - 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 145 - Thy Father has written for thee.' 'Come, wander with me,' she said, 'Into regions yet untrod; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God.' And he wandered away and away With Nature, the dear old nurse, Who sang to him night and day The rhymes of the universe. And whenever the way seemed long, Or his heart began to fail, She would sing a more wonderful song, Or tell a more marvellous tale.
Página 65 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. 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 144 - On England's annals, through the long Hereafter of her speech and song, That light its rays shall cast From portals of the past, A lady with a lamp shall stand In the great history of the land, A noble type of good, Heroic womanhood.