The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMilner and Sowerby, 1862 - 516 pages |
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... wigwam Fading and melting away and dissolving into the sunshine , Till she beheld him no more , though she followed far into the forest . Then in those sweet , low tones , that seemed like a weird incantation , Told she the tale of the ...
... wigwam Fading and melting away and dissolving into the sunshine , Till she beheld him no more , though she followed far into the forest . Then in those sweet , low tones , that seemed like a weird incantation , Told she the tale of the ...
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... wigwam . [ ear There upon mats and skins they reposed , and on cakes of the maize- Feasted , and slaked their thirst from the water - gourd of the teacher . Soon was their story told ; and the priest with solemnity answered : - " Not ...
... wigwam . [ ear There upon mats and skins they reposed , and on cakes of the maize- Feasted , and slaked their thirst from the water - gourd of the teacher . Soon was their story told ; and the priest with solemnity answered : - " Not ...
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... wigwam , I will put his smouldering fire out ! " And at night Kabibonokka To the lodge came wild and wailing , Heaped the snow in drifts about it , Shouted down into the smoke - flue , Shook the lodge - poles in his fury , Flapped the ...
... wigwam , I will put his smouldering fire out ! " And at night Kabibonokka To the lodge came wild and wailing , Heaped the snow in drifts about it , Shouted down into the smoke - flue , Shook the lodge - poles in his fury , Flapped the ...
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... wigwam of Nokomis , Daughter of the Moon , Nokomis . Dark behind it rose the forest , Rose the black and gloomy pine - trees , Rose the firs with cones upon them ; Bright before it beat the water , Beat the clear and sunny water , Beat ...
... wigwam of Nokomis , Daughter of the Moon , Nokomis . Dark behind it rose the forest , Rose the black and gloomy pine - trees , Rose the firs with cones upon them ; Bright before it beat the water , Beat the clear and sunny water , Beat ...
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... wigwam ? With his great eyes lights the wigwam ! Ewa - yea ! my little owlet ! " Many things Nokomis taught him Of the stars that shine in heaven ; Showed him Ishkoodah , the comet , Ishkoodah , with fiery tresses ; Showed the Death ...
... wigwam ? With his great eyes lights the wigwam ! Ewa - yea ! my little owlet ! " Many things Nokomis taught him Of the stars that shine in heaven ; Showed him Ishkoodah , the comet , Ishkoodah , with fiery tresses ; Showed the Death ...
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Page 157 - 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...
Page 137 - And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. 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.
Page 38 - And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. » In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ; Be a hero in the strife ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead ! /!Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time...
Page 165 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Page 157 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Page 38 - O holy Night ! from thee I learn to bear What man has borne before ! Thou layest thy finger on the lips of Care, And they complain no more.
Page 102 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Page 142 - Through days of sorrow and of mirth, Through days of death and days of birth, Through every swift vicissitude Of changeful time, unchanged it has stood, And as if, like God, it all things saw, It calmly repeats those words of awe — " Forever — never ! Never — forever...
Page 121 - Were half the power, that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals or forts...
Page 448 - 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.