Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"TORQUEMADA     In the heroic days when Ferdinand     And Isabella ruled the Spanish land,     And Torquemada, with his subtle brain,     Rule"

"Three Kings came riding from far away,         Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;     Three Wise Men out of the East were they,     And they tra"

"The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep,         And round the pebbly beaches far and wide         I heard the first wave of the rising tide"

"As Seleucus narrates, Hermes describes the principles that rank as wholes in two myriads of books; or, as we are informed by Manetho, he perfectly"

"No sound of wheels or hoof-beat breaks         The silence of the summer day,     As by the loveliest of all lakes         I while the idle hou"

"A cold, uninterrupted rain,     That washed each southern window-pane,     And made a river of the road;     A sea of mist that overflowed"

"How cold are thy baths, Apollo!         Cried the African monarch, the splendid,     As down to his death in the hollow         Dark dungeons o"

"Under the walls of Monterey     At daybreak the bugles began to play,                 Victor Galbraith!     In the mist of the morning damp and"

"The brooklet came from the mountain,         As sang the bard of old,     Running with feet of silver         Over the sands of gold!     Far"

"I pace the sounding sea-beach and behold         How the voluminous billows roll and run,         Upheaving and subsiding, while the sun"

"O lovely river of Yvette!         O darling river! like a bride,     Some dimpled, bashful, fair Lisette,         Thou goest to wed the Orge's"

"Can it be the sun descending     O'er the level plain of water?     Or the Red Swan floating, flying,     Wounded by the magic arrow,     Stai"

"You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,     How the handsome Yenadizze     Danced at Hiawatha's wedding;     How the gentle Chibiabos,     He the s"

"I     MILES STANDISH     In the Old Colony days, in Plymouth the land of the Pilgrims,     To and fro in a room of his simple and primitive d"

"DRAMATIS PERSONAE     VICTORIAN     HYPOLITO                                                Students of Alcala.     THE COUNT OF LARA     DO"

"THE COBBLER OF HAGENAU     I trust that somewhere and somehow     You all have heard of Hagenau,     A quiet, quaint, and ancient town     Am"

"Two angels, one of Life and one of Death,         Passed o'er our village as the morning broke;     The dawn was on their faces, and beneath,"

"What phantom is this that appears     Through the purple mist of the years,          Itself but a mist like these?     A woman of cloud and of"

"Thou Royal River, born of sun and shower         In chambers purple with the Alpine glow,         Wrapped in the spotless ermine of the snow"

"MAY 28, 1857     It was fifty years ago         In the pleasant month of May,     In the beautiful Pays de Vaud,         A child in its cradle la"

"SCANDERBEG     The battle is fought and won     By King Ladislaus the Hun,     In fire of hell and death's frost,     On the day of Pentecost"

"As a pale phantom with a lamp         Ascends some ruin's haunted stair,     So glides the moon along the damp         Mysterious chambers of t"

"Tuscan, that wanderest through the realms of gloom,         With thoughtful pace, and sad, majestic eyes,         Stern thoughts and awful from"

"No hay pajaros en los nidos de antano.         - Spanish Proverb     The sun is bright,--the air is clear,         The darting swallows soar a"

"I stand beneath the tree, whose branches shade         Thy western window, Chapel of St. John!         And hear its leaves repeat their benison"

"DEDICATION     TO G.W.G.     With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas,     We sailed for the Hesperides,     The land where golden apples grow;"

"In broad daylight, and at noon,     Yesterday I saw the moon     Sailing high, but faint and white,     As a school-boy's paper kite.     In"

"By his evening fire the artist         Pondered o'er his secret shame;     Baffled, weary, and disheartened,         Still he mused, and dreame"

"Warm and still is the summer night,         As here by the river's brink I wander;     White overhead are the stars, and white         The glim"

"Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me         As I gaze upon the sea!     All the old romantic legends,         All my dreams, come back to me."

"Gloomy and dark art thou, O chief of the mighty Omahas;     Gloomy and dark as the driving cloud, whose name thou hast taken!     Wrapt in thy s"

"Once upon Iceland's solitary strand         A poet wandered with his book and pen,         Seeking some final word, some sweet Amen,         Wh"

"O traveller, stay thy weary feet;     Drink of this fountain, pure and sweet;         It flows for rich and poor the same.     Then go thy way,"

"I.     Solemnly, mournfully,         Dealing its dole,     The Curfew Bell         Is beginning to toll.     Cover the embers,         And"

"I heard the bells on Christmas Day     Their old, familiar carols play,          And wild and sweet          The words repeat     Of peace on"

"The summer sun is sinking low;     Only the tree-tops redden and glow:     Only the weathercock on the spire     Of the neighboring church is a"

"The old house by the lindens         Stood silent in the shade,     And on the gravelled pathway         The light and shadow played.     I s"

"I     THE CHALLENGE OF THOR     I am the God Thor,     I am the War God,     I am the Thunderer!     Here in my Northland,     My fastness"

"Yes, the Year is growing old,         And his eye is pale and bleared!     Death, with frosty hand and cold,         Plucks the old man by the"

"Viswamitra the Magician,         By his spells and incantations,     Up to Indra's realms elysian         Raised Trisanku, king of nations."

""Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree!     Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree!     Growing by the rushing river,     Tall and stately in the valle"

"RICHARD HENRY DANA     In the old churchyard of his native town,         And in the ancestral tomb beside the wall,         We laid him in the"

"O gift of God! O perfect day:     Whereon shall no man work, but play;     Whereon it is enough for me,     Not to be doing, but to be!     T"

"A vision as of crowded city streets,         With human life in endless overflow;         Thunder of thoroughfares; trumpets that blow"

"This is the forest primeval.    The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,     Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,"

"Devereux Farm, Near Marblehead     We sat within the farm-house old,         Whose windows, looking o'er the bay,     Gave to the sea-breeze, damp"

"When the dying flame of day     Through the chancel shot its ray,     Far the glimmering tapers shed     Faint light on the cowled head;     A"

"White swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest         So wonderfully built among the reeds         Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,"

"The panting City cried to the Sea,     "I am faint with heat,--O breathe on me!"     And the Sea said, "Lo, I breathe! but my breath     To so"

"Torrent of light and river of the air,         Along whose bed the glimmering stars are seen         Like gold and silver sands in some ravine"

"I said unto myself, if I were dead,         What would befall these children?    What would be         Their fate, who now are looking up to me"

"On sunny slope and beechen swell,     The shadowed light of evening fell;     And, where the maple's leaf was brown,     With soft and silent l"

"Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,         That of our vices we can frame     A ladder, if we will but tread         Beneath our feet each d"

"KAMBALU     Into the city of Kambalu,     By the road that leadeth to Ispahan,     At the head of his dusty caravan,     Laden with treasure"

"Rabbi Ben Levi, on the Sabbath, read     A volume of the Law, in which it said,     "No man shall look upon my face and live."     And as he re"

"Should you ask me, whence these stories?     Whence these legends and traditions,     With the odors of the forest     With the dew and damp of"

"The Slaver in the broad lagoon         Lay moored with idle sail;     He waited for the rising moon,         And for the evening gale.     Un"

"In that building, long and low,     With its windows all a-row,         Like the port-holes of a hulk,     Human spiders spin and spin,     Ba"

"As one who, walking in the twilight gloom,         Hears round about him voices as it darkens,     And seeing not the forms from which they come"

"She dwells by Great Kenhawa's side,         In valleys green and cool;     And all her hope and all her pride         Are in the village school"