A Selection from the Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowWard, Lock & Bowden, Limited, 1889 - 220 pages |
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... SILENT LOVE CHILDHOOD . BLESSED ARE THE DEAD RENOUVEAU TO ITALY . BALLADS . THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS THE LUCK OF EDENHALL PAGE 201 201 . 201 202 202 204 206 207 207 209 211 212 · . 213 217 ACADIE . " [ The following historical ...
... SILENT LOVE CHILDHOOD . BLESSED ARE THE DEAD RENOUVEAU TO ITALY . BALLADS . THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS THE LUCK OF EDENHALL PAGE 201 201 . 201 202 202 204 206 207 207 209 211 212 · . 213 217 ACADIE . " [ The following historical ...
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... silence the crowd awaited the will of the soldiers . Then uprose their commander , and spake from the steps of the altar , Holding aloft in his hands , with its seals , HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW . II The Sentence on the Acadians I I.
... silence the crowd awaited the will of the soldiers . Then uprose their commander , and spake from the steps of the altar , Holding aloft in his hands , with its seals , HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW . II The Sentence on the Acadians I I.
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... silence , Not overcome with grief , but strong in the hour of affliction , - Calmly and sadly waited , until the procession ap- proached her . And she beheld the face of Gabriel pale with emotion . Tears then filled her eyes , and ...
... silence , Not overcome with grief , but strong in the hour of affliction , - Calmly and sadly waited , until the procession ap- proached her . And she beheld the face of Gabriel pale with emotion . Tears then filled her eyes , and ...
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... silence are strong , and patient endurance is godlike , Therefore accomplish thy labour of love , till the heart is made godlike . Purified , strengthened , perfected , and rendered more worthy of heaven ! " Cheered by the good man's ...
... silence are strong , and patient endurance is godlike , Therefore accomplish thy labour of love , till the heart is made godlike . Purified , strengthened , perfected , and rendered more worthy of heaven ! " Cheered by the good man's ...
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... silence and absence . Into her thoughts of him time entered not , for it was not . Over him years had no power ; he was not changed , but transfigured ; He had become to her heart as one who is dead , and not absent ; Patience and ...
... silence and absence . Into her thoughts of him time entered not , for it was not . Over him years had no power ; he was not changed , but transfigured ; He had become to her heart as one who is dead , and not absent ; Patience and ...
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Acadian Albrecht Dürer ancient Angel banner beautiful beheld BELFRY OF BRUGES bell BELL OF ATRI beneath Beware birds bosom breath brooklet Captain castle cried dark dead death descended door doth dream dust Enceladus Evangeline Excelsior eyes fair father feet flowers Forever-never GERMAN golden Golden Legend grave hand hast hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy John Alden JORGE MANRIQUE Julius Cæsar King labour land Laughing legends light lips living Longfellow look Lord loud Luck of Edenhall maiden meadow merry Miles Standish Minnesinger mists moon morning mortal Mudjekeewis Never-forever night Nokomis o'er passed poem poet prayer Priscilla rose sail Saint Sandalphon sang shadow ship shore silent singing Sister of Mercy sleep slumbered song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake stands steed stood thee thine thou thought toil unto village voice wait wave Wenonah Whispered wind words youth
Popular passages
Page 78 - 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.
Page 141 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.
Page 99 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. 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.
Page 70 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Page 214 - 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.
Page 87 - Sail forth into the sea of life, O gentle, loving, trusting wife, And safe from all adversity Upon the bosom of that sea Thy comings and thy goings be! For gentleness and love and trust Prevail o'er angry wave and gust; And in the wreck of noble lives Something immortal still survives!
Page 68 - 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,
Page 88 - 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...
Page 102 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the pass!
Page 7 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!