Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ( 10 of 238 )
A solid man of Boston;
A comfortable man with dividends,
And the first salmon and the first read more
A solid man of Boston;
A comfortable man with dividends,
And the first salmon and the first green peas.
And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and
masts of ships.
And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and
masts of ships.
The world loves a spice of wickedness.
The world loves a spice of wickedness.
Resolve and thou art free.
Resolve and thou art free.
This is the forest primeval.
This is the forest primeval.
The things that have been and shall be no more,
The things that are, and that hereafter shall be,
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The things that have been and shall be no more,
The things that are, and that hereafter shall be,
The things that might have been, and yet were not,
The fading twilight of joys departed.
And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold read more
And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.
The sparrows chirped as if they still were proud
Their race in Holy Writ should mentioned be.
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The sparrows chirped as if they still were proud
Their race in Holy Writ should mentioned be.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
It is a dream, sweet child! a waking dream,
A blissful certainty, a vision bright,
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It is a dream, sweet child! a waking dream,
A blissful certainty, a vision bright,
Of that rare happiness, which even on earth
Heaven gives to those it loves.
Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary.
Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary.
