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The Hemlock Tree. (From The German)
O Hemlock tree! O hemlock tree! how faithful are thy branches!Green not alone in summer time,But in the winter's frost and rime!O hemlock tree! O..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Haunted Chamber. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Third)
Each heart has its haunted chamber,Where the silent moonlight falls!On the floor are mysterious footsteps,There are whispers along the walls!And mine..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Harvest Moon
It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanesAnd roofs of villages, on woodland crestsAnd their aerial neighborhoods of nestsDeserted, on the curtained..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Happiest Land. (From The German)
There sat one day in quiet,By an alehouse on the Rhine,Four hale and hearty fellows,And drank the precious wine.The landlord's daughter filled their..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Happiest Land. (From The German)
There sat one day in quiet,By an alehouse on the Rhine,Four hale and hearty fellows,And drank the precious wine.The landlord's daughter filled their..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Hanging Of The Crane
The lights are out, and gone are all the guestsThat thronging came with merriment and jestsTo celebrate the Hanging of the CraneIn the new..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Grave. From The Anglo-Saxon
For thee was a house builtEre thou wast born,For thee was a mould meantEre thou of mother camest.But it is not made ready,Nor its depth measured,Nor..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Good Shepherd (From The Spanish Of Lope De Vega)
Shepherd! who with thine amorous sylvan songsHast broken the slumber that encompassed me,Who mad'st thy crook from the accursed tree,On which thy..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Good Part That Shall Not Be Taken Away
She dwells by Great Kenhawa's side,In valleys green and cool;And all her hope and all her prideAre in the village school.Her soul, like the..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Golden Mile-Stone. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
Leafless are the trees; their purple branchesSpread themselves abroad, like reefs of coral,Rising silentIn the Red Sea of the winter sunset.From the..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Golden Legend: Vi. The School Of Salerno
A traveling Scholastic affixing his Theses to the gateof the College._Scholastic._ There, that is my gauntlet, my banner, my shield,Hung up as a..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Golden Legend: V. A Covered Bridge At Lucerne
_Prince Henry_. God's blessing on the architects who buildThe bridges o'er swift rivers and abyssesBefore impassable to human feet,No less than on..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Golden Legend: Prologue & 1.
THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL.Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of theAir, trying to tear down the Cross._Lucifer._ HASTEN! hasten!O ye..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Golden Legend: Iv. The Road To Hirschau
PRINCE HENRY _and_ ELSIE, _with their attendants, onhorseback.__Elsie._ Onward and onward the highway runsto the distant city, impatiently..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Golden Legend: Iii. A Street In Strasburg
Night.PRINCE HENRY _wandering alone, wrapped in a cloak.__Prince Henry._ Still is the night. The sound of feetHas died away from the empty street,And..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Golden Legend: Ii. A Farm In The Odenwald
A garden; morning;_ PRINCE HENRY _seated, with abook_. ELSIE, _at a distance, gathering flowers.__Prince Henry (reading)._ One morning, all alone,Out..
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The Goblet Of Life
Filled is Life's goblet to the brim;And though my eyes with tears are dim,I see its sparkling bubbles swim,And chant a melancholy hymnWith solemn..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Galaxy
Torrent of light and river of the air,Along whose bed the glimmering stars are seenLike gold and silver sands in some ravineWhere mountain streams..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Fugitive. (Tartar Song, From The Prose Version Of Chodzko)
I.'He is gone to the desert landI can see the shining maneOf his horse on the distant plain,As he rides with his Kossak band!'Come back, rebellious..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Four Winds
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!"Cried the warriors, cried the old men,When he came in triumph homewardWith the sacred Belt of Wampum,From the regions of..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Four Princesses At Wilna. A Photograph
Sweet faces, that from pictured casements leanAs from a castle window, looking downOn some gay pageant passing through a town,Yourselves the fairest..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Fire Of Drift-Wood
DEVEREUX FARM, NEAR MARBLEHEAD.We sat within the farm-house old,Whose windows, looking o'er the bay,Gave to the sea-breeze damp and cold,An easy..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Fiftieth Birthday Of Agassiz. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
It was fifty years agoIn the pleasant month of May,In the beautiful Pays de Vaud,A child in its cradle lay.And Nature, the old nurse, tookThe child..
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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..
©  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow