The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

And when the solemn and deep church- Then comes the summer-like day,

bell

Bids the old man rejoice!

His joy! his last! Oh, the old man

Is hollowed out, and the moon dips her And silver beech, and maple yellow

HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM

And summer winds the stillness broke, And gathering winds, in hoarse acThe crystal icicle is hung.

Where, from their frozen urns, mute springs

Pour out the river's gradual tide, Shrilly the skater's iron rings,

And voices fill the woodland side.

cord,

Amid the vocal reeds pipe loud.

Chill airs and wintry winds! my ear
Has grown familiar with your song
I hear it in the opening year,
I listen, and it cheers me long.

AT THE CONSECRATION OF PULASKI'S
BANNER

WHEN the dying flame of day
Through the chancel shot its ray,
Far the glimmering tapers shed
Faint light on the cowlèd head;

Pale, desert woods! within your And the censer burning swung,

crowd;

Where, before the altar, hung

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