American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: EmersonHoughton, Mifflin, 1892 - 453 pages |
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... known poems of the authors repre- sented in this book , but the scope of such collections does not generally permit the introduction of the longer poems . It is these poems , and , with a slight exception , these only , that make up ...
... known poems of the authors repre- sented in this book , but the scope of such collections does not generally permit the introduction of the longer poems . It is these poems , and , with a slight exception , these only , that make up ...
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... death , March 24 , 1882 , occupying a house known from a former occupant as the Craigie house , and also as Washington's headquarters , that general having so used HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW PAGE BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH ·
... death , March 24 , 1882 , occupying a house known from a former occupant as the Craigie house , and also as Washington's headquarters , that general having so used HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW PAGE BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH ·
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... known of Longfellow's short poems , was in this volume , and here too were The Beleaguered City and Footsteps of Angels . Ballads and other Poems appeared at the close of 1841 and Poems on Slavery in 1842 ; The Spanish Student , a play ...
... known of Longfellow's short poems , was in this volume , and here too were The Beleaguered City and Footsteps of Angels . Ballads and other Poems appeared at the close of 1841 and Poems on Slavery in 1842 ; The Spanish Student , a play ...
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... known as Nova Scotia , and called formerly Acadie by the French , was in the hands of the French and English by turns until the year 1713 , when , by the Peace of Utrecht , it was ceded by France to Great Brit- ain , and has ever since ...
... known as Nova Scotia , and called formerly Acadie by the French , was in the hands of the French and English by turns until the year 1713 , when , by the Peace of Utrecht , it was ceded by France to Great Brit- ain , and has ever since ...
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... known as the author of The Clock- Maker , or The Sayings and Doings of Samuel Slick of Slickville , a book which , written apparently to prick the Nova Scotians into more enterprise , was for a long while the chief representative of ...
... known as the author of The Clock- Maker , or The Sayings and Doings of Samuel Slick of Slickville , a book which , written apparently to prick the Nova Scotians into more enterprise , was for a long while the chief representative of ...
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Page 10 - Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest. This is the forest primeval ; but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman?
Page 192 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Page 354 - How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell, We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing. The breeze comes whispering in our ear That dandelions are blossoming near. That maize has sprouted, that streams are flowing. That the river is bluer than the sky, That the robin is plastering his house hard by...
Page 353 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays...
Page 353 - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest,— In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best?
Page 12 - West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain; and away to the northward Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended.
Page 193 - Unwarmed by any sunset light The gray day darkened into night, A night made hoary with the swarm, And whirl-dance of the blinding storm, As zigzag wavering to and fro Crossed and recrossed the winged snow: And ere the early bedtime came The white drift piled the window-frame, And through the glass the clothes-line posts Looked in like tall and sheeted ghosts.
Page 12 - Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended. There, in the midst of its farms, reposed the Acadian village. Strongly built were the houses, with frames of oak and of hemlock, Such as the peasants of Normandy built in the reign of the Henries.
Page 193 - A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein, the circling race Of life-blood in the sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm told, The wind blew east; we heard the roar Of Ocean on his wintry shore, And felt the strong pulse throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air. Meanwhile we did our nightly chores, — Brought in the wood from out of doors, Littered the stalls, and from the mows Raked down the herd's-grass for the cows...
Page 9 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.