Longfellow Leaflets: Poems and Prose Passages from the Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow for Reading and RecitationHoughton, Mifflin, 1891 - 108页 |
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Absalom Angel answered Atri beautiful bell BELL OF ATRI beneath blow bows breast bride bridegroom CARLYLE chamber Children's Hour dark daugh dead door EMERSON Emperor Essay Excelsior eyes Favorite Poems Forever never gazed gleam gold golden hall hand HAWTHORNE hear heard heart heaven HOLMES HYPERION Kavanagh King Robert land laughed LEAFLETS light little Hiawatha live LONGFELLOW look loud LOWELL maiden mast Miles Standish mind mist MONT BLANC Nathaniel Hawthorne Never forever night o'er Old North Church OUTRE-MER Paul Revere pines poet prayer ride roar rose sail School Second Lessons shadows ship shout Sicily silent Sir Launfal snow song sorrow soul sound stair standing Standish steed stood street thee things thou thought tide unto Valmond vessel village voice wait wall water-lilies wave wedding WHITTIER wind words wreck youth
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第57页 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior! His brow was sad; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
第16页 - 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...
第105页 - 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.
第52页 - 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.
第61页 - Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.
第74页 - 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 ? " As in the days long since gone by, The ancient timepiece makes reply, — " Forever — never ! Never — forever...
第52页 - But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be ; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave, On the Lake of Galilee. And fast through the midnight dark and drear, Through the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost the vessel swept Tow'rds the reef of Norman's...
第51页 - 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.
第63页 - Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride, Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere. Now he patted his horse's side, Now gazed at the landscape far and near, Then, impetuous, stamped the earth, And turned and tightened his saddlegirth ; But mostly he watched with eager search The belfry-tower of the Old North Church, As it rose above the graves on the hill, Lonely and spectral and sombre and still.
第103页 - GOD sent his singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth, That they might touch the hearts of men, And bring them back to heaven again.