The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1883 - 305 |
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Strona 16
... hear the solemn hymn that Death Has lifted up for all , that he shall go And wide the upland glows . And when the eve is born , In the blue lake the sky , o'er - reaching far , Is hollowed out , and the moon dips her horn , And twinkles ...
... hear the solemn hymn that Death Has lifted up for all , that he shall go And wide the upland glows . And when the eve is born , In the blue lake the sky , o'er - reaching far , Is hollowed out , and the moon dips her horn , And twinkles ...
Strona 23
... Hear , Shepherd ! thou who for thy flock art dying , O , wash away these scarlet sins , for thou Rejoicest at the contrite sinner's vow . O , wait ! to thee my weary soul is crying , Wait for me ! Yet why ask it , when I see , With feet ...
... Hear , Shepherd ! thou who for thy flock art dying , O , wash away these scarlet sins , for thou Rejoicest at the contrite sinner's vow . O , wait ! to thee my weary soul is crying , Wait for me ! Yet why ask it , when I see , With feet ...
Strona 27
... hear the sound of my voice . " Who neither may rest , nor listen may , God bless them every one ! I dart away , in the bright blue day , And the golden fields of the sun . " Thus do I sing my weary song , Wherever the four winds blow ...
... hear the sound of my voice . " Who neither may rest , nor listen may , God bless them every one ! I dart away , in the bright blue day , And the golden fields of the sun . " Thus do I sing my weary song , Wherever the four winds blow ...
Strona 29
... Chanting his glory ; When of old Hildebrand I asked his daughter's hand , Mute did the minstrels stand To hear my story . THE LUCK OF EDENHALL . - THE ELECTED KNIGHT . THE SKELETON IN ARMOR . 29 BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS The Skeleton in ...
... Chanting his glory ; When of old Hildebrand I asked his daughter's hand , Mute did the minstrels stand To hear my story . THE LUCK OF EDENHALL . - THE ELECTED KNIGHT . THE SKELETON IN ARMOR . 29 BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS The Skeleton in ...
Strona 31
... hear the church - bells ring , O say , what may it be ? " " " T is a fog - bell on a rock - bound coast ! " And he steered for the open sea . " O father ! I hear the sound of guns , O say , what may it be ? " " Some ship in distress ...
... hear the church - bells ring , O say , what may it be ? " " " T is a fog - bell on a rock - bound coast ! " And he steered for the open sea . " O father ! I hear the sound of guns , O say , what may it be ? " " Some ship in distress ...
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Strona 66 - Were half the power, that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals or forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Strona 13 - Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Strona 167 - 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.
Strona 32 - At daybreak, on the bleak sea-beach, A fisherman stood aghast, To see the form of a maiden fair, Lashed close to a drifting mast. 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. Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow! Christ save us all from a death like this, On the reef of Norman's Woe!
Strona 183 - By the trembling ladder, steep and tall, To the highest window in the wall, Where he paused to listen and look down A moment on the roofs of the town, And the moonlight flowing over all. Beneath, in the churchyard, lay the dead, In their...
Strona 104 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O Union, strong and great ! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate ! We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope...
Strona 31 - The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the board; Like a vessel of glass, she stove and sank, Ho! ho!
Strona 29 - Then, from those cavernous eyes Pale flashes seemed to rise, As when the Northern skies Gleam in December; And, like the water's flow Under December's snow, Came a dull voice of woe From the heart's chamber. " I was a Viking old ! My deeds, though manifold, No Skald in song has told, No Saga taught thee ! Take heed, that in thy verse Thou dost the tale rehearse, Else dread a dead man's curse ; For this I sought thee. " Far in the Northern Land, By the wild Baltic's strand, I, with my childish hand,...
Strona 183 - If the British march By land or sea from the town tonight, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm.
Strona 104 - 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...