The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowDavid Bogue, 1851 - Всего страниц: 546 |
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... EDENHALL 532 THE ELECTED KNIGHT 535 THE HEMLOCK TREE 537 ANNIE OF THARAW . 538 THE STATUE OVER THE CATHEDRAL - DOOR 540 THE LEGEND OF THE CROSSBILL 541 THE SEA HATH ITS PEARLS 542 POETIC APHORISMS . NOTES 543 547 EVANGELINE , A TALE OF ...
... EDENHALL 532 THE ELECTED KNIGHT 535 THE HEMLOCK TREE 537 ANNIE OF THARAW . 538 THE STATUE OVER THE CATHEDRAL - DOOR 540 THE LEGEND OF THE CROSSBILL 541 THE SEA HATH ITS PEARLS 542 POETIC APHORISMS . NOTES 543 547 EVANGELINE , A TALE OF ...
Стр. 531
... 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 ! THE LUCK OF EDENHALL . FROM THE GERMAN OF UHLAND SONG OF THE SILENT LAND . 531.
... 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 ! THE LUCK OF EDENHALL . FROM THE GERMAN OF UHLAND SONG OF THE SILENT LAND . 531.
Стр. 532
... Edenhall the youthful lord Bids sound the festal trumpet's call ; He rises at the banquet board , And cries , ' mid the drunken revellers all , " Now bring me the Luck of Edenhall ! ” The butler hears the words with pain , The house's ...
... Edenhall the youthful lord Bids sound the festal trumpet's call ; He rises at the banquet board , And cries , ' mid the drunken revellers all , " Now bring me the Luck of Edenhall ! ” The butler hears the words with pain , The house's ...
Стр. 533
... Edenhall ! ' Twas right a goblet the fate should be Of the joyous race of Edenhall ! Deep draughts drink we right willingly ; And willingly ring , with merry call , Kling ! klang ! to the Luck of Edenhall ! " First rings it deep , and ...
... Edenhall ! ' Twas right a goblet the fate should be Of the joyous race of Edenhall ! Deep draughts drink we right willingly ; And willingly ring , with merry call , Kling ! klang ! to the Luck of Edenhall ! " First rings it deep , and ...
Стр. 534
... Edenhall . On the morrow the butler gropes alone , The grey - beard in the desert hall , He seeks his lord's burnt skeleton , He seeks in the dismal ruin's fall The shards of the Luck of Edenhall . " The stone wall , " saith he , " doth ...
... Edenhall . On the morrow the butler gropes alone , The grey - beard in the desert hall , He seeks his lord's burnt skeleton , He seeks in the dismal ruin's fall The shards of the Luck of Edenhall . " The stone wall , " saith he , " doth ...
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Стр. 188 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time.
Стр. 216 - 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.
Стр. 189 - And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Стр. 224 - O what a glory doth this world put on For him who, with a fervent heart, goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks On duties well performed, and days well spent ! For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings. He shall so hear the solemn hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear.
Стр. 151 - Build to-day, then, strong and sure, With a firm and ample base ; And ascending and secure Shall to-morrow find its place. Thus alone can we attain To those turrets, where the eye Sees the world as one vast plain, And one boundless reach of sky.
Стр. 101 - 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, Was not spoken of the soul.
Стр. 539 - THOUGH the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small ; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he alL TRUTH.
Стр. 293 - 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...
Стр. 242 - With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God, This is the place where human harvests grow.
Стр. 210 - Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear, While from my path the hare Fled like a shadow; Oft through the forest dark Followed the were-wolf's bark, Until the soaring lark Sang from the meadow'. "But when I older grew, Joining a corsair's crew, O'er the dark sea I flew With the marauders. Wild was the life we led; Many the souls that sped, Many the hearts that bled, By our stern orders.