Poems of Places: England and WalesHenry Wadsworth Longfellow J.R. Osgood and Company, 1877 |
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الصفحة vi
... o'er Greenland , cold and wild , Rocks of ice eternal piled ; Yet the mother loves her child , And the wildernesses drear To the native's heart are dear ; All love's charities dwell here . Next on lonely Labrador , Let me hear the snow ...
... o'er Greenland , cold and wild , Rocks of ice eternal piled ; Yet the mother loves her child , And the wildernesses drear To the native's heart are dear ; All love's charities dwell here . Next on lonely Labrador , Let me hear the snow ...
الصفحة vii
... O'er Canadian woods and lakes ; These my spirit soon forsakes . Land of exiled liberty , Where our fathers once were free , Brave New England ! hail to thee ! Pennsylvania , while thy flood Waters fields unbought with blood , Stand for ...
... O'er Canadian woods and lakes ; These my spirit soon forsakes . Land of exiled liberty , Where our fathers once were free , Brave New England ! hail to thee ! Pennsylvania , while thy flood Waters fields unbought with blood , Stand for ...
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... o'er the deep ; There a warrior's relics sleep . Who he was , and how he fell , Europe , Asia , Afric tell : On that theme all time shall dwell . But henceforth , till nature dies , These three simple words comprise All the future ...
... o'er the deep ; There a warrior's relics sleep . Who he was , and how he fell , Europe , Asia , Afric tell : On that theme all time shall dwell . But henceforth , till nature dies , These three simple words comprise All the future ...
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... O'er the vast Atlantic wave to our shore ! For thou with magic might Canst reach to where the light Of Phoebus travels bright The world o'er ! The Genius of our clime From his pine - embattled steep Shall hail the guest sublime ; While ...
... O'er the vast Atlantic wave to our shore ! For thou with magic might Canst reach to where the light Of Phoebus travels bright The world o'er ! The Genius of our clime From his pine - embattled steep Shall hail the guest sublime ; While ...
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... O'er untravelled seas to roam , Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ! And shall we not proclaim That blood of honest fame Which no tyranny can tame By its chains ? While the language free and bold Which the bard of Avon sung ...
... O'er untravelled seas to roam , Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ! And shall we not proclaim That blood of honest fame Which no tyranny can tame By its chains ? While the language free and bold Which the bard of Avon sung ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
ABBEY Alfred Tennyson ancient Arethusa Avon banks beauty behold bells Benallay beneath bower breath bright Brignall brow Camelot Carlisle wall castle Charlotte Smith clouds crune Cumnor dark dead dear deep delight distant doth dream Dupath earth Edenhall fair on Carlisle flow flowers FURNESS ABBEY gaze George Crabbe Gilpin gleaming glory grave gray green hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills holy hour king Lady of Shalott land light lonely look Lord Luck of Edenhall morn murmuring night o'er once pensive praise pride proud river roar Robert Southey Robert Stephen Hawker rocks rose round rude sail scene shade shore sighs silent sleep song soul sound spirit stone stood storm stream summer sun shines fair sweet thee thine thou thought tide towers trees vale voice wandering waters wave wild William Lisle Bowles William Wordsworth winding woods youth
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 237 - Windsor's heights th' expanse below Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey, Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowers among Wanders the hoary Thames along His silver-winding way...
الصفحة 229 - And thus unto the youth she said That drove them to the Bell, 'This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well.' The youth did ride, and soon did meet / John coming back amain, Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run.
الصفحة 221 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
الصفحة 9 - His steps are not upon thy paths, - thy fields Are not a spoil for him, - thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth: - there let him lay.
الصفحة 228 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware." So turning to his horse, he said, "I am in haste to dine; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
الصفحة 204 - THE sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits ; — on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
الصفحة 121 - Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right The leaves upon her falling light Thro...
الصفحة 116 - Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro...
الصفحة 239 - Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high, To bitter Scorn a sacrifice, And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try, And hard Unkindness...
الصفحة 239 - Alas, regardless of their doom, The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.