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The Warden Of The Cinque Ports
A mist was driving down the British Channel,The day was just begun,And through the window-panes, on floor and panel,Streamed the red autumn sun.It..
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The Village Blacksmith
Under a spreading chestnut treeThe village smithy stands;The smith, a might man is he,With large and sinewy hands;And the muscles of his brawney..
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The Venetian Gondolier
Here rest the weary oar! -- soft airsBreathe out in the o'erarching sky;And Night!-- sweet Night -- serenely wearsA smile of peace; her noon is..
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The Two Rivers
Slowly the hour-hand of the clock moves round;So slowly that no human eye hath powerTo see it move! Slowly in shine or showerThe painted ship above..
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The Two Locks Of Hair. From The German Of Pfeizer
A Youth, light-hearted and content,I wander through the worldHere, Arab-like, is pitched my tentAnd straight again is furled.Yet oft I dream, that..
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The Two Angels. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
Have you read in the Talmud of old,In the Legends the Rabbins have toldOf the limitless realms of the air,--Have you read it,--the marvellous storyOf..
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The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls
The tide rises, the tide falls,The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;Along the sea-sands damp and brownThe traveller hastens toward the town,And the..
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The Three Silences Of Molinos
Three Silences there are: the first of speech,The second of desire, the third of thought;This is the lore a Spanish monk, distraughtWith dreams and..
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The Three Kings
Three Kings came riding from far away,Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;Three Wise Men out of the East were they,And they travelled by night and they..
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The Terrestrial Paradise. (From Dante. Purgatorio, Xxviii.)
Longing already to search in and roundThe heavenly forest, dense and living-green,Which tempered to the eyes the newborn day,Withouten more delay I..
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The Statue Over The Cathedral Door. (From The German Of Julius Mosen)
Forms of saints and kings are standingThe cathedral door above;Yet I saw but one among themWho hath soothed my soul with love.In his mantle,--wound..
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The Sound Of The Sea
The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep,And round the pebbly beaches far and wideI heard the first wave of the rising tideRush onward with..
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The Soul's Complaint Against The Body. (From The Anglo-Saxon)
Much it behovethEach one of mortals,That he his soul's journeyIn himself ponder,How deep it may be.When Death cometh,The bonds he breakethBy which..
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The Song Of Hiawatha: X
X. Hiawatha's Wooing"As unto the bow the cord is,So unto the man is woman,Though she bends him, she obeys him,Though she draws him, yet she..
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The Song Of Hiawatha: Introduction And Vocabulary
Should you ask me, whence these stories?Whence these legends and traditions,With the odors of the forestWith the dew and damp of meadows,With the..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xxii: Hiawatha's Departure
By the shore of Gitche Gumee,By the shining Big-Sea-Water,At the doorway of his wigwam,In the pleasant Summer morning,Hiawatha stood and waited.All..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xxi: The White Man's Foot
In his lodge beside a river,Close beside a frozen river,Sat an old man, sad and lonely.White his hair was as a snow-drift;Dull and low his fire was..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xx: The Famine
Oh the long and dreary Winter!Oh the cold and cruel Winter!Ever thicker, thicker, thickerFroze the ice on lake and river,Ever deeper, deeper..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xviii: The Death Of Kwasind
Far and wide among the nationsSpread the name and fame of Kwasind;No man dared to strive with Kwasind,No man could compete with Kwasind.But the..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xvii: The Hunting Of Pau-Puk Keewis
Full of wrath was HiawathaWhen he came into the village,Found the people in confusion,Heard of all the misdemeanors,All the malice and the..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xvi: Pau-Puk-Keewis
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,He, the handsome Yenadizze,Whom the people called the Storm-Fool,Vexed the village with disturbance;You shall hear..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xv: Hiawatha's Lamentation
In those days the Evil Spirits,All the Manitos of mischief,Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom,And his love for Chibiabos,Jealous of their faithful..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xix: The Ghosts
Never stoops the soaring vultureOn his quarry in the desert,On the sick or wounded bison,But another vulture, watchingFrom his high aerial..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xiv: Picture-Writing
In those days said Hiawatha,'Lo! how all things fade and perish!From the memory of the old menPass away the great traditions,The achievements of the..
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The Song Of Hiawatha Xiii: Blessing The Cornfields
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha,Of the happy days that followed,In the land of the Ojibways,In the pleasant land and peaceful!Sing the mysteries of..
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