The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowDavid Bogue, 1851 - 546页 |
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... Fair was she to behold , that maiden of seventeen summers . Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way - side , Black , yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath ...
... Fair was she to behold , that maiden of seventeen summers . Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way - side , Black , yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses ! Sweet was her breath ...
第28页
... fair , exceeding fair to behold , as she stood with Naked snow - white feet on the gleaming floor of her chamber ! Little she dreamed that below , among the trees of the orchard , Waited her lover , and watched for the gleam of her lamp ...
... fair , exceeding fair to behold , as she stood with Naked snow - white feet on the gleaming floor of her chamber ! Little she dreamed that below , among the trees of the orchard , Waited her lover , and watched for the gleam of her lamp ...
第49页
... Fair was she and young ; but , alas ! before her ex- tended , Dreary and vast and silent , the desert of life , with its pathway Marked by the graves of those who had sorrowed and suffered before her , Passions long extinguished , and ...
... Fair was she and young ; but , alas ! before her ex- tended , Dreary and vast and silent , the desert of life , with its pathway Marked by the graves of those who had sorrowed and suffered before her , Passions long extinguished , and ...
第50页
... " said others ; " oh , yes ! we have seen him . He is a Voyageur in the lowlands of Louisiana . " Then would they say : - " Dear child , why dream and wait for him longer ? Are there not other youths as fair as Gabriel ? 50 EVANGELINE .
... " said others ; " oh , yes ! we have seen him . He is a Voyageur in the lowlands of Louisiana . " Then would they say : - " Dear child , why dream and wait for him longer ? Are there not other youths as fair as Gabriel ? 50 EVANGELINE .
第51页
... fair to be left to braid St. Catherine's tresses . " Then would Evangeline answer , serenely but sadly : - " I cannot ; Whither my heart has gone , there follows my hand , and not elsewhere . For when the heart goes before , like a lamp ...
... fair to be left to braid St. Catherine's tresses . " Then would Evangeline answer , serenely but sadly : - " I cannot ; Whither my heart has gone , there follows my hand , and not elsewhere . For when the heart goes before , like a lamp ...
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第188页 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time.
第216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189页 - 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.
第224页 - O what a glory doth this world put on For him who, with a fervent heart, goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks On duties well performed, and days well spent ! For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings. He shall so hear the solemn hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear.
第151页 - Build to-day, then, strong and sure, With a firm and ample base ; And ascending and secure Shall to-morrow find its place. Thus alone can we attain To those turrets, where the eye Sees the world as one vast plain, And one boundless reach of sky.
第101页 - 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.
第539页 - THOUGH the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small ; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he alL TRUTH.
第293页 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night...
第242页 - With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God, This is the place where human harvests grow.
第210页 - Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear, While from my path the hare Fled like a shadow; Oft through the forest dark Followed the were-wolf's bark, Until the soaring lark Sang from the meadow'. "But when I older grew, Joining a corsair's crew, O'er the dark sea I flew With the marauders. Wild was the life we led; Many the souls that sped, Many the hearts that bled, By our stern orders.