The Poetical Works of Henry W. Longfellow, Том 1B. Tauchnitz, 1856 |
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... , " Come , be a child once more ! " And waved their long arms to and fro , And beckoned solemnly and slow ; O , I could not choose but go Into the woodlands hoar ; Into the blithe , and breathing air , Into the 2 PRELUDE .
... , " Come , be a child once more ! " And waved their long arms to and fro , And beckoned solemnly and slow ; O , I could not choose but go Into the woodlands hoar ; Into the blithe , and breathing air , Into the 2 PRELUDE .
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Into the blithe , and breathing air , Into the solemn wood , Solemn and silent everywhere ! Nature with folded hands seemed there , Kneeling at her evening prayer ! Like one in prayer I stood . Before me rose ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Into the blithe , and breathing air , Into the solemn wood , Solemn and silent everywhere ! Nature with folded hands seemed there , Kneeling at her evening prayer ! Like one in prayer I stood . Before me rose ...
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... breath , And the flowers that grow between . " Shall I have nought that is fair ? " saith he ; " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me , I will give them all back again . " He gazed at the ...
... breath , And the flowers that grow between . " Shall I have nought that is fair ? " saith he ; " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me , I will give them all back again . " He gazed at the ...
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... Looking downward from the skies . Uttered not , yet comprehended , Is the spirit's voiceless prayer , Soft rebukes , in blessings ended , Breathing from her lips of air . O , though oft depressed and lonely , All my 10 FOOTSTEFS OF ANGELS .
... Looking downward from the skies . Uttered not , yet comprehended , Is the spirit's voiceless prayer , Soft rebukes , in blessings ended , Breathing from her lips of air . O , though oft depressed and lonely , All my 10 FOOTSTEFS OF ANGELS .
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... breath , — " Pray do not mock me so ! Do not laugh at me ! " And now the sweet day is dead ; Cold in his arms it lies ; No stain from its breath is spread Over the glassy skies , No mist or stain ! Then , too , the Old Year dieth , And ...
... breath , — " Pray do not mock me so ! Do not laugh at me ! " And now the sweet day is dead ; Cold in his arms it lies ; No stain from its breath is spread Over the glassy skies , No mist or stain ! Then , too , the Old Year dieth , And ...
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Acadian angel art thou BARTOLOMÉ beautiful behold belfry BELFRY OF BRUGES bell beneath birds blossom bosom breath bride bright CHISPA clouds Count of Lara CRUZADO dance dark dead Death DON CARLOS doth dream earth Edenhall Evangeline eyes face fair father fear fire flowers forest Forever never Gipsy gleam gold golden Grand-Pré grave hand hear heard heart heaven holy HYPOLITO JULIUS MOSEN land leaves light lips Longfellow look loud maiden meadows midnight moon morning never Never forever night Nils Juel o'er ocean PADRE CURA passed poem Pray prayer PRECIOSA rise river round sail Saint sang SCENE shadows ships silent singing sleep slumbered smile soft song sorrow soul sound spake stands stars stood sweet tears Tharaw thee thine thou art thou hast thought Timoneda unto VICTORIAN village voice wait wander wave weary wild wind window words youth