The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowG. Routledge & Company, 1855 - 432 pages |
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... Tears then filled her eyes , and , eagerly running to meet him , Clasped she his hands , and laid her head on his shoulder , and whispered : - 66 Gabriel , be of good cheer ! for if we love one another , Nothing , in truth , can harm us ...
... Tears then filled her eyes , and , eagerly running to meet him , Clasped she his hands , and laid her head on his shoulder , and whispered : - 66 Gabriel , be of good cheer ! for if we love one another , Nothing , in truth , can harm us ...
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... tears , to the silent , stars that above them Moved on their way , unperturbed by the wrongs and sor- rows of mortals . Then sat he down at her side , and they wept together in silence . Suddenly rose from the south a light , as in ...
... tears , to the silent , stars that above them Moved on their way , unperturbed by the wrongs and sor- rows of mortals . Then sat he down at her side , and they wept together in silence . Suddenly rose from the south a light , as in ...
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... Tears came into her eyes , and she said , with a tremulous accent , ― " Gone ? is Gabriel gone ? " and , concealing her face on his shoulder , All her o'erburdened heart gave way , and she wept and lamented . Then the good Basil said ...
... Tears came into her eyes , and she said , with a tremulous accent , ― " Gone ? is Gabriel gone ? " and , concealing her face on his shoulder , All her o'erburdened heart gave way , and she wept and lamented . Then the good Basil said ...
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... tears , and anointed his tresses With the delicious balm that they bore in their vases of crystal . " Farewell ! " said the priest , as he stood at the shadowy threshold ; " See that you bring us the Prodigal Son from his fasting and ...
... tears , and anointed his tresses With the delicious balm that they bore in their vases of crystal . " Farewell ! " said the priest , as he stood at the shadowy threshold ; " See that you bring us the Prodigal Son from his fasting and ...
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... Tears came into his eyes ; and as slowly he lifted his eyelids , Vanished the vision away , but Evangeline knelt by his bedside . Vainly he strove to whisper her name , for the accents unuttered Died on his lips , and their motion ...
... Tears came into his eyes ; and as slowly he lifted his eyelids , Vanished the vision away , but Evangeline knelt by his bedside . Vainly he strove to whisper her name , for the accents unuttered Died on his lips , and their motion ...
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Page 306 - Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. 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.
Page 1 - 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.
Page 346 - 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!
Page 78 - 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.
Page 98 - 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 339 - Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth, In thy heart the dew of youth, On thy lips, the smile of truth. Oh, that dew, like balm, shall steal Into wounds, that cannot heal, Even as sleep our eyes doth seal ; And that smile, like sunshine, dart Into many a sunless heart, For a smile of God thou art.
Page 402 - Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her, She will not be a child. But a fair maiden in her Father's mansion, Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful, with all the soul's expansion, Shall we behold her face.
Page 88 - And, with a sorrowful, deep sound, Flows the River of Life between. No other voice, nor sound is there, In the army of the grave ; No other challenge breaks the air, But the rushing of Life's wave. And, when the solemn and deep church-bell Entreats the soul to pray, The midnight phantoms feel the spell, The shadows sweep away. Down the broad Vale of Tears afar The spectral camp is fled ; Faith shineth as a morning star, Our ghastly fears are dead.
Page 315 - All are scattered now and fled, Some are married, some are dead; And when I ask, with throbs of pain, "Ah ! when shall they all meet again?
Page 315 - 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, 1 knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong.