The Home Life of Henry W. Longfellow: Reminiscences of Many Visits at Cambridge and Nahant, During the Years 1880, 1881, and 1882Carleton, 1882 - 248 من الصفحات |
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... . Longfellow's invitation to visit him again . As I drew near the house my eyes were gladdened with a sight of the poet . He was slowly pacing up and down the long terrace . Enveloped in an old - fashioned mantle , one end [ 48 ]
... . Longfellow's invitation to visit him again . As I drew near the house my eyes were gladdened with a sight of the poet . He was slowly pacing up and down the long terrace . Enveloped in an old - fashioned mantle , one end [ 48 ]
الصفحة 68
... sight of a patch of green made me anxious to get once more on terra firma . The landing is very unpretentious , yet the feet of many distinguished people have trodden its simple boards . A party approaching , disclosed to view no less a ...
... sight of a patch of green made me anxious to get once more on terra firma . The landing is very unpretentious , yet the feet of many distinguished people have trodden its simple boards . A party approaching , disclosed to view no less a ...
الصفحة 69
... sight of trees or vegetation , and only hungry waters lap- ping remorselessly up on the strand . There is scarcely any seaboard to speak of , and the grounds of the various properties extend quite to the water . They are all in a state ...
... sight of trees or vegetation , and only hungry waters lap- ping remorselessly up on the strand . There is scarcely any seaboard to speak of , and the grounds of the various properties extend quite to the water . They are all in a state ...
الصفحة 109
... t go away , I am coming down directly . " I made a great effort and clambered back to meet him on a more substantial footing . The sight of nearly all the family gathered on the Longfellow's Appreciation of Parody . 109.
... t go away , I am coming down directly . " I made a great effort and clambered back to meet him on a more substantial footing . The sight of nearly all the family gathered on the Longfellow's Appreciation of Parody . 109.
الصفحة 110
... sight of nearly all the family gathered on the balcony , reminded me that perhaps I had been a little long in my solitary rambling , and breakfast was ready , so I retraced my footsteps towards the house . I met the professor in the ...
... sight of nearly all the family gathered on the balcony , reminded me that perhaps I had been a little long in my solitary rambling , and breakfast was ready , so I retraced my footsteps towards the house . I met the professor in the ...
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affectionate Alfred de Musset Algernon Charles Swinburne Arsène Houssaye Bandoras beautiful Bells of Lynn BLANCHE ROOSEVELT bright called Cambridge CHAPTER Charles charming chowder color conversation Dana Dante dear delightful Edith expression eyes face famous feeling fire-place flowers French friends glow grace hand head hear heart Henry W honor husband interrupted Italian Jules Janin Lady laugh letters living Longfellow looked Madame mind Miss Monti morning Nahant Nathan Appleton nature never night novel P. T. Barnum painting Paris passed Paul Flemming picture pleasure poem poet poet's poetic portrait professor rare remarks remember Robert Dale Owen seemed smile soul souvenir speak speech spoke T. G. Appleton talent talk tell tender terrace things thou thought Tintoretto to-day turning verse Victor Hugo voice walls wife wonderful words write youth
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الصفحة 169 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
الصفحة 223 - TAKE them, O Death ! and bear away Whatever thou canst call thine own ! Thine image, stamped upon this clay, Doth give thee that, but that alone ! Take them, O Grave ! and let them lie Folded upon thy narrow shelves, As garments by the soul laid by, And precious only to ourselves ! Take them, O great Eternity ! Our little life is but a gust, That bends the branches of thy tree, And trails its blossoms in the dust ' HYMN FOR MY BROTHER'S ORDINATION.
الصفحة 62 - He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
الصفحة 199 - I remember the gleams and glooms that dart Across the school-boy's brain ; The song and the silence in the heart, That in part are prophecies, and in part Are longings wild and vain. And the voice of that fitful song Sings on, and is never still : "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
الصفحة 124 - So high in thoughts as I. You left a kiss Upon these lips then, which I mean to keep From you for ever; I did hear you talk, Far above singing. After you were gone, I grew acquainted with my heart, and searched What stirred it so: alas, I found it love!
الصفحة 199 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
الصفحة 35 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!
الصفحة 33 - Half-way up the stairs it stands, And points and beckons with its hands From its case of massive oak, Like a monk, who, under his cloak, Crosses himself, and sighs, alas! With sorrowful voice to all who pass, — "Forever — never! Never — forever!
الصفحة 137 - Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
الصفحة 226 - Were a star quenched on high, For ages would its light, Still travelling downward from the sky, Shine on our mortal sight. So when a great man dies, For years beyond our ken, The light he leaves behind him lies Upon the paths of men.