The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Band 1The first of a six-volume series, this book contains a number of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's early poems. Included are all those contained in the books Voices of the Night and The Seaside and the Fireside, among many others. |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Angel answered beautiful bells beneath birds breath bright called child close clouds comes dark dead death deep door dream earth Enter eyes face fair fall father fear feel feet fell fire flowers follow forest Friar give gleam golden grave hand head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha King land Laughing leaves light listen living look loud maiden moon morning never night o'er once passed play poem poet Pray prayer Prince Henry rest rise river rose round rushing sail sang seemed shadows shining side silent singing sleep soft song soul sound speak spirit stand stars stood strong sweet Take tell thee things thou thought trees turned Vict village voice wait walk walls wandered wild wind woods young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 152 - There is no Death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Seite 332 - 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.
Seite xxvii - 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 and forts : The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Seite 45 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Seite 105 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Seite 20 - The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.
Seite 147 - 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!
Seite 45 - 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.
Seite 261 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens.
Seite 322 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the sea-fight far away, How it thundered o'er the tide! And the dead captains as they lay In their graves o'erlooking the tranquil bay Where they in battle died. And the sound of that mournful song Goes through me with a thrill: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Band 1 Chandos poets Works, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
| Autor/in | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
| Verlag | Houghton, Osgood, 1880 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 8. Aug. 2006 |
| Länge | 435 Seiten |
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