The Early Poems of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Comprising Voices of the Night and Other Poems, Ballads and Other Poems on Slavery, and The Spanish StudentHoughton, Mifflin, 1884 - 318 pages |
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Expressions et termes fréquents
Alcalá angel ANGELICA BALTASAR BARTOLOMÉ beautiful behold Beltran Cruzado Beware birds blessed breast breath bright brooklet cachucha Calés child CHISPA clouds Count of Lara dance dark dead Death DOLORES DON CARLOS Don Dinero Dost thou doth dream earth Edition Exeunt eyes fair faith fall father fear flowers FRANCISCO gentle gleams gold golden Golden Legend grave Gypsy hand hear heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW holy HYPOLITO Jorge Manrique land leaves Life's light lips look LOPE DE VEGA Luck of Edenhall maiden MARTINA midnight night Nils Juel o'er PADRE CURA PEDRO CRESPO POEMS Pray prayer PRECIOSA ring SCENE shadows silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound Spanish speak star stood sweet tears tell thee thine thou art Thou hast thou shalt Timoneda unto village voice wait wave weary wild wind woods youth
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Page 154 - Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Page 164 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!
Page 15 - I HEARD the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls ! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls. I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o'er me from above ; The calm majestic presence of the Night, As of the one I love.
Page 18 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Page 108 - Three weeks we westward bore, And when the storm was o'er, Cloud-like we saw the shore Stretching to leeward; There for my lady's bower Built I the lofty tower, Which, to this very hour, Stands looking seaward.
Page 110 - Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the North-east ; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength ; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length.
Page 16 - 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 107 - And though she blushed and smiled, I was discarded ! Should not the dove so white Follow the sea-mew's flight : Why did they leave that night Her nest unguarded ! " Scarce had I put to sea, Bearing the maid with me, — Fairest of all was she Among the Norsemen ! — When on the white sea-strand, Waving his armed hand, Saw we old Hildebrand, With twenty horsemen.
Page 112 - And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand.
Page 105 - 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.