Poems of America, 第 1-2 卷Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Houghton, Miffin & Company, 1878 - 558页 |
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... CLOUD RIFT . CHOCORUA CLOUDS ON WHITEFACE . BALD - CAP REVISITED . LAKE OF THE CLOUDS , MT . WASHINGTON . WINNIPESAUKEE , THE LAKE , N. H. SUMMER BY THE LAKESIDE AT ALTON BAY AT WINNIPESAUKEE WOONSOCKET , R. I. 66 66 • J. R. Lowell ...
... CLOUD RIFT . CHOCORUA CLOUDS ON WHITEFACE . BALD - CAP REVISITED . LAKE OF THE CLOUDS , MT . WASHINGTON . WINNIPESAUKEE , THE LAKE , N. H. SUMMER BY THE LAKESIDE AT ALTON BAY AT WINNIPESAUKEE WOONSOCKET , R. I. 66 66 • J. R. Lowell ...
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... cloud . They shouted as men shout with sudden hope ; But Biörn was silent , such strange loss there is Between the dream's fulfilment and the dream , Such sad abatement in the goal attained . Then Gudrida , that was a prophetess , Rapt ...
... cloud . They shouted as men shout with sudden hope ; But Biörn was silent , such strange loss there is Between the dream's fulfilment and the dream , Such sad abatement in the goal attained . Then Gudrida , that was a prophetess , Rapt ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Little it looks there , Slim as a cloud - streak ; It shall fold peoples Even as a shepherd Foldeth his flock . Silent it sleeps now ; Great ships shall seek it , Swarming as salmon ; Noise of its numbers Two ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Little it looks there , Slim as a cloud - streak ; It shall fold peoples Even as a shepherd Foldeth his flock . Silent it sleeps now ; Great ships shall seek it , Swarming as salmon ; Noise of its numbers Two ...
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... the flood Blazed in the sun , or moved in clouds of blood ; The wild boar rustled headlong through the brake ; Like a live arrow leaped the rattlesnake ; The uncouth shadow of the climbing bear Crawled on the ∞ POEMS OF PLACES .
... the flood Blazed in the sun , or moved in clouds of blood ; The wild boar rustled headlong through the brake ; Like a live arrow leaped the rattlesnake ; The uncouth shadow of the climbing bear Crawled on the ∞ POEMS OF PLACES .
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... cloud , Without a guide to lead , or star to cheer . And there he wandered , ere the storm came on And whelmed his bark , yet in his darkest hour Found — not the shore he sought amidst the gloom , But life's eternal secret clear at last ...
... cloud , Without a guide to lead , or star to cheer . And there he wandered , ere the storm came on And whelmed his bark , yet in his darkest hour Found — not the shore he sought amidst the gloom , But life's eternal secret clear at last ...
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