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الصفحة xv
Beneath some patriarchal tree I lay upon the ground ; His hoary arms uplifted hi',
And all the broad leaves over me Clapped their little hands in glee, With one
continuous sound ; — A slumberous sound, a sound that brings The feelings of a
...
Beneath some patriarchal tree I lay upon the ground ; His hoary arms uplifted hi',
And all the broad leaves over me Clapped their little hands in glee, With one
continuous sound ; — A slumberous sound, a sound that brings The feelings of a
...
الصفحة 8
"Take thy banner ! and, beneath The battle-cloud's encirclingwrcath, Guard it, till
our homes are free ! Guard it ! God will prosper thee ! In the dark and trying hour,
In the breaking forth of power, In the rush of steeds and men, His right hand will ...
"Take thy banner ! and, beneath The battle-cloud's encirclingwrcath, Guard it, till
our homes are free ! Guard it ! God will prosper thee ! In the dark and trying hour,
In the breaking forth of power, In the rush of steeds and men, His right hand will ...
الصفحة 15
He found his cities and domains Beneath a tyrant's galling chains And cruel
power ; But, by fierce battle and blockade, Soon his own banner was displayed
From every tower. By the tried valor of his hand, His monarch and his native land
Were ...
He found his cities and domains Beneath a tyrant's galling chains And cruel
power ; But, by fierce battle and blockade, Soon his own banner was displayed
From every tower. By the tried valor of his hand, His monarch and his native land
Were ...
الصفحة 19
Even as a cross-bow breaks, when 't is discharged, Too tensely drawn the bow-
string and the bow, And with less force the arrow hits the mark ; So I gave way
beneath this heavy burden, Gushing forth into bitter tears and sighs, And the
voice, ...
Even as a cross-bow breaks, when 't is discharged, Too tensely drawn the bow-
string and the bow, And with less force the arrow hits the mark ; So I gave way
beneath this heavy burden, Gushing forth into bitter tears and sighs, And the
voice, ...
الصفحة 33
... Hope, the befriending, Does what she can, for she points evermore up to
heaven, and faithful Plunges her anchor's peak in the depths of the grave, and
beneath it Paints a more beautiful world, a dim, but a sweet play of shadows !
Races ...
... Hope, the befriending, Does what she can, for she points evermore up to
heaven, and faithful Plunges her anchor's peak in the depths of the grave, and
beneath it Paints a more beautiful world, a dim, but a sweet play of shadows !
Races ...
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Angel answered arms beautiful beneath birds breath bright cloud comes cried dark dead death deep door dreams earth entered eyes face fair fall father fear feel feet fields fire flowers follow forest give gleam gold golden guests hand hast head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha hour King land Laughing leaves light listen living look loud maiden morning mountains never night o'er Olaf once passed rest rise river rose round rushing sails sang seemed shadow shining ships silent singing sleep smile song soul sound speak spirit stands stars stood strong sweet Take tale tell thee things thou thought Till town turned unto Vict village voice wait walls wandered waves wild wind woods youth
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| العنوان | Poems |
| المؤلف | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
| الناشر | J.R. Osgood and Company, 1877 |
| أصلي من | جامعة فيرجينيا |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 9 كانون الأول (ديسمبر) 2008 |
| عدد الصفحات | 391 من الصفحات |
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