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الصفحة xvi
They pass away ! Other themes demand thy lay ; Thou art no more a child ! " The
land of Song within thee lies, Watered by living springs ; The lids of Fancy's
sleepless eyes Are gates unto that Paradise, : Holy thoughts, like stars, arise, ...
They pass away ! Other themes demand thy lay ; Thou art no more a child ! " The
land of Song within thee lies, Watered by living springs ; The lids of Fancy's
sleepless eyes Are gates unto that Paradise, : Holy thoughts, like stars, arise, ...
الصفحة 12
... no dangerous pass, we heed, Brook no delay, but onward speed With
loosened rein ; And, when the fatal snare is near, ... How busily each passing
hour Should we exert that magic power, What ardor show, To deck the sensual
slave of sin, ...
... no dangerous pass, we heed, Brook no delay, but onward speed With
loosened rein ; And, when the fatal snare is near, ... How busily each passing
hour Should we exert that magic power, What ardor show, To deck the sensual
slave of sin, ...
الصفحة 13
Little avails it now to know Of ages passed so long ago, Nor how they rolled ; Onr
theme shall be of yesterday, Which to oblivion sweeps away, Like days of old.
Where is the King, Don Juan ? Where Each royal prince and noble heir Of
Aragori ...
Little avails it now to know Of ages passed so long ago, Nor how they rolled ; Onr
theme shall be of yesterday, Which to oblivion sweeps away, Like days of old.
Where is the King, Don Juan ? Where Each royal prince and noble heir Of
Aragori ...
الصفحة 17
O let thy presence pass Before my spirit, and an image fair Shall meet that look of
mercy from on high, As the reflected image in a glass Doth meet the look of him
who seeks it there, And owes its being to the gazer's eye. THE BROOK.
O let thy presence pass Before my spirit, and an image fair Shall meet that look of
mercy from on high, As the reflected image in a glass Doth meet the look of him
who seeks it there, And owes its being to the gazer's eye. THE BROOK.
الصفحة 22
... clouds are passing far and high, We little birds in them play ; And everything,
that can sing and fly, Goes with us, and far away. " I greet thee, bonny boat !
Whither, or whence, With thv fluttering golden band?" — " I greet thee, little bird !
To the ...
... clouds are passing far and high, We little birds in them play ; And everything,
that can sing and fly, Goes with us, and far away. " I greet thee, bonny boat !
Whither, or whence, With thv fluttering golden band?" — " I greet thee, little bird !
To the ...
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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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