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Riddle: Which is the only way a leopard can change his spots?Answer: By going from one spot to another.
Riddle: What would happen if a girl swallowed her spoon?Answer: She couldn't stir.
Riddle: What is there in your house that ought to be looked into?Answer: A mirror.
Riddle: Up and down,up and down, touching neither sky nor ground. What is it?Answer: A pump handle.
Riddle: What comes once in a year, twice in a month, thrice in a week, and 4 times in a day?Answer: The letter 'R'.Once in YEAR. Twice in the month:..
Riddle: What is that which every living person has seen, but will never see again?Answer: Yesterday.
Riddle: What is the highest public building in your city?Answer: The library has the most stories.
Riddle: Who always enjoys poor health?Answer: A doctor.
Riddle: Who is a painstaking man?Answer: The dentist.
Riddle: Why should a doctor never be seasick?Answer: Because he is accustomed to see (sea) sickness.
Riddle: When is music like vegetables?Answer: When there are two beats (beets) to the measure.
Youth And Age. (Sonnet Iii.)
Oh give me back the days when loose and freeTo my blind passion were the curb and rein,Oh give me back the angelic face again,With which all virtue..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Woodstock Park
Here in a little rustic hermitageAlfred the Saxon King, Alfred the Great,Postponed the cares of king-craft to translateThe Consolations of the Roman..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Woods In Winter
When winter winds are piercing chill,And through the hawthorn blows the gale,With solemn feet I tread the hill,That overbrows the lonely vale.O'er..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Whither? (From The German Of Müller)
I heard a brooklet gushingFrom its rocky fountain near,Down into the valley rushing,So fresh and wondrous clear.I know not what came o'er me,Nor who..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Weariness. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Second)
O little feet! that such long yearsMust wander on through hopes and fears,Must ache and bleed beneath your load;I, nearer to the wayside innWhere..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Wapentake
To Alfred TennysonPoet! I come to touch thy lance with mine;Not as a knight, who on the listed fieldOf tourney touched his adversary's shieldIn token..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Wanderer's Night Songs. (From Goethe)
I.Thou that from the heavens art,Every pain and sorrow stillest,And the doubly wretched heartDoubly with refreshment fillest,I am weary with..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Walter Von Der Vogel Weid
Vogelweid the Minnesinger,When he left this world of ours,Laid his body in the cloister,Under Wurtzburg's minster towers.And he gave the monks his..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Vox Populi. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Third)
When Mazarvan the MagicianJourneyed westward through Cathay,Nothing heard he but the praisesOf Badoura on his way.But the lessening rumor endedWhen..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Voices Of The Night : The Reaper And The Flowers
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.'Shall I..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Voices Of The Night : The Light Of Stars
The night is come, but not too soon;And sinking silently,All silently, the little moonDrops down behind the sky.There is no light in earth or..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Voices Of The Night : The Beleaguered City
I have read, in some old, marvellous tale,Some legend strange and vague,That a midnight host of spectres paleBeleaguered the walls of Prague.Beside..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Voices Of The Night : Prelude
Pleasant it was, when woods were green,And winds were soft and low,To lie amid some sylvan scene,Where, the long drooping boughs betweenShadows dark..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Voices Of The Night : Midnight Mass For The Dying Year
Yes, the Year is growing old,And his eye is pale and bleared!Death, with frosty hand and cold,Plucks the old man by the beard,Sorely, sorely!The..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow