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الصفحة xvi
Learn, that henceforth thy song shall be, Not mountains capped with snow, Nor
forests sounding like the sea, Nor rivers flowing ceaselessly, Where the
woodlands bend to see The bending heavens below. " There is a forest where
the din Of ...
Learn, that henceforth thy song shall be, Not mountains capped with snow, Nor
forests sounding like the sea, Nor rivers flowing ceaselessly, Where the
woodlands bend to see The bending heavens below. " There is a forest where
the din Of ...
الصفحة 5
In the centre of his brazen shield ; Not alone in meadows and green alleys, On
the mountain-top, and by the brink Of sequestered pools in woodland valleys,
Where the slaves of nature stoop to drink ; Not alone in her vast dome of glory,
Not on ...
In the centre of his brazen shield ; Not alone in meadows and green alleys, On
the mountain-top, and by the brink Of sequestered pools in woodland valleys,
Where the slaves of nature stoop to drink ; Not alone in her vast dome of glory,
Not on ...
الصفحة 6
Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; They are
chanting solemn masses, Singing, " Pray for this poor soul, Pray, pray ! " And the
hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain, And patter their doleful
...
Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; They are
chanting solemn masses, Singing, " Pray for this poor soul, Pray, pray ! " And the
hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain, And patter their doleful
...
الصفحة 7
Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing, and in the
vales The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf,
and stirs up life Within the solemn woods of ash deep- crimsoned, And silver
beech, ...
Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing, and in the
vales The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf,
and stirs up life Within the solemn woods of ash deep- crimsoned, And silver
beech, ...
الصفحة 9
... slope, at evening, goes, Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks in,
Mountain, and shattered cliff, and sunny vale, The distant lake, fountains, and
mighty trees, In many a lazy syllable, repeating Their old poetic legends to the
wind.
... slope, at evening, goes, Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks in,
Mountain, and shattered cliff, and sunny vale, The distant lake, fountains, and
mighty trees, In many a lazy syllable, repeating Their old poetic legends to the
wind.
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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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