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الصفحة iv
To William E. Channing 41 The Slave's Dream 41 The Good Part, that shall not
be taken away 42 The Slave in the Dismal Swamp 42 The Slave singing at
Midnight 42 The Witnesses 43 The Quadroon Girl 43 The Warning 44 The
Spanish ...
To William E. Channing 41 The Slave's Dream 41 The Good Part, that shall not
be taken away 42 The Slave in the Dismal Swamp 42 The Slave singing at
Midnight 42 The Witnesses 43 The Quadroon Girl 43 The Warning 44 The
Spanish ...
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 18
... not from their upright direction bent So that the little birds upon their tops
Should cease the practice of their tuneful art ; But, with full-throated joy, the hours
of prime Singing received they in the midst of foliage That made monotonous
burden ...
... not from their upright direction bent So that the little birds upon their tops
Should cease the practice of their tuneful art ; But, with full-throated joy, the hours
of prime Singing received they in the midst of foliage That made monotonous
burden ...
الصفحة 23
That can no murmur be ; 'T is the water-nymphs, that are singing Their
roundelays under me. Let them sing, my friend, let them murmur, And wander
merrily near ; The wheels of a mill are going In every brooklet clear. BEWARE !
FROM THE ...
That can no murmur be ; 'T is the water-nymphs, that are singing Their
roundelays under me. Let them sing, my friend, let them murmur, And wander
merrily near ; The wheels of a mill are going In every brooklet clear. BEWARE !
FROM THE ...
الصفحة 29
... in the fields, and the wind and the brooklet Murmured gladness and peace,
God's-peace ! with lips rosy-tinted Whispered the race of the flowers, and merry
on balancing branches Birds were singing their carol, a jubilant hymn to the
Highest.
... in the fields, and the wind and the brooklet Murmured gladness and peace,
God's-peace ! with lips rosy-tinted Whispered the race of the flowers, and merry
on balancing branches Birds were singing their carol, a jubilant hymn to the
Highest.
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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 |
| تصدير الاقتباس | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |