The Poetical Works of Henry W. LongfellowWard, Lock, 1886 - 698页 |
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... . What was he doing there ? Fran . I saw him buy A golden ring that had a ruby in it . Lara . Was there another like it ? Fran . One so like it I could not cboose between them . 3 cease . a a Lara . It is well . THE SPANISH STUDENT . 3.
... . What was he doing there ? Fran . I saw him buy A golden ring that had a ruby in it . Lara . Was there another like it ? Fran . One so like it I could not cboose between them . 3 cease . a a Lara . It is well . THE SPANISH STUDENT . 3.
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... ring to me . Do not forget . Now light me to my bed . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - A strect in Madrid . Enter CHISPA , followed by Mu . sicians , with a bagpipe , guitars , and other instruments . Chispa . Abernuncio Satanas ! * and a plague ...
... ring to me . Do not forget . Now light me to my bed . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - A strect in Madrid . Enter CHISPA , followed by Mu . sicians , with a bagpipe , guitars , and other instruments . Chispa . Abernuncio Satanas ! * and a plague ...
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... ring I gave thee ? Prec . In my casket . Vict . There let it rest ! I would not have thee wear it . I thought the spotless , and thou art polluted ! Prec . I call the Heavens to witnessVict . Nay , nay , nay ! Take not the name of ...
... ring I gave thee ? Prec . In my casket . Vict . There let it rest ! I would not have thee wear it . I thought the spotless , and thou art polluted ! Prec . I call the Heavens to witnessVict . Nay , nay , nay ! Take not the name of ...
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... ring the Gipsy gave him , A serpent with a ruby in its mouth . Vict . She had that ring from me ! God ! she is false ! But I will be revenged ! The hour is passed . Where stays the coward ? Hyp . Nay , he is no coward : A villain , if ...
... ring the Gipsy gave him , A serpent with a ruby in its mouth . Vict . She had that ring from me ! God ! she is false ! But I will be revenged ! The hour is passed . Where stays the coward ? Hyp . Nay , he is no coward : A villain , if ...
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... ring she gave me . Vict . Pray let me see that ring ! It is the same ! ( Throws it upon the ground , and tramples upon it . ) Thus may she perish who once wore that ring ! Thus do I spurn her from me ; do thus trample Her memory in the ...
... ring she gave me . Vict . Pray let me see that ring ! It is the same ! ( Throws it upon the ground , and tramples upon it . ) Thus may she perish who once wore that ring ! Thus do I spurn her from me ; do thus trample Her memory in the ...
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第482页 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
第425页 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought!
第369页 - And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
第414页 - We will be patient, and assuage the feeling We may not wholly stay ; By silence sanctifying, not concealing, The grief that must have way.
第425页 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
第370页 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, "When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
第398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?
第396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, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
第432页 - This was the peasant's last Good-night, A voice replied, far up the height, Excelsior ! At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air Excelsior ! A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device Excelsior ! There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice...
第432页 - MAIDEN ! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies ! Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one, As the braided streamlets run ! Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet ! Gazing, with a timid glance, On the brooklet's swift advance, On the river's broad expanse ! Deep and still, that gliding stream Beautiful to thee must seem, As the river of a dream.