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الصفحة xv
... the solemn wood, Solemn and silent everywhere ! Nature with folded hands
seemed there, Kneeling at her evening prayer ! Like one in prayer I stood. Before
me rose an avenue Of tall and sombrous pines Voices of the Night Pase Prelude.
... the solemn wood, Solemn and silent everywhere ! Nature with folded hands
seemed there, Kneeling at her evening prayer ! Like one in prayer I stood. Before
me rose an avenue Of tall and sombrous pines Voices of the Night Pase Prelude.
الصفحة xvi
Before me rose an avenue Of tall and sombrous pines ; Abroad their fan-like
branches grew, And, where the sunshine darted through, Spread a vapor soft
and blue, In long and sloping lines. And, falling on my weary brain, Like a last-
falling ...
Before me rose an avenue Of tall and sombrous pines ; Abroad their fan-like
branches grew, And, where the sunshine darted through, Spread a vapor soft
and blue, In long and sloping lines. And, falling on my weary brain, Like a last-
falling ...
الصفحة 5
But when the old cathedral bell Proclaimed the morning prayer, The white
pavilions rose and fell On the alarmed air. Down the broad valley fast and far The
troubled army fled ; Up rose the glorious morning star, The ghastly host was dead
.
But when the old cathedral bell Proclaimed the morning prayer, The white
pavilions rose and fell On the alarmed air. Down the broad valley fast and far The
troubled army fled ; Up rose the glorious morning star, The ghastly host was dead
.
الصفحة 10
And on her lip the rich, red rose. Her hair Is like the summer tresses of the trees,
When twilight makes them brown, and on her cheek Blushes the richness of an
autumn sky, With ever-shifting beauty. Then her breath, It is so like the gentle air
of ...
And on her lip the rich, red rose. Her hair Is like the summer tresses of the trees,
When twilight makes them brown, and on her cheek Blushes the richness of an
autumn sky, With ever-shifting beauty. Then her breath, It is so like the gentle air
of ...
الصفحة 16
As thus the dying warrior prayed, Without one gathering mist or shade Upon his
mind ; Encircled by his family, Watched by affection's gentle eye So soft and kind ;
His soul to Him, who gave it, rose ; God lead it to its long repose, Its glorious rest
...
As thus the dying warrior prayed, Without one gathering mist or shade Upon his
mind ; Encircled by his family, Watched by affection's gentle eye So soft and kind ;
His soul to Him, who gave it, rose ; God lead it to its long repose, Its glorious rest
...
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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 |
| تصدير الاقتباس | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |