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BECALMED upon the sea of Thought , Still unattained the land it sought , My
mind , with loosely - hanging sails , Lies waiting the auspicious gales . Blow ,
breath of inspiration , blow ! Shake and uplift this golden glow ! And fill the canvas
of the ...
BECALMED upon the sea of Thought , Still unattained the land it sought , My
mind , with loosely - hanging sails , Lies waiting the auspicious gales . Blow ,
breath of inspiration , blow ! Shake and uplift this golden glow ! And fill the canvas
of the ...
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Where is Hermes Trismegistus , Who their secrets held ? Where are now the
hundred Thousand books he wrote ? By the Thaumaturgists plundered , Lost in
lands remote ; In oblivion sunk forever , As when o'er the land Blows a storm -
wind ...
Where is Hermes Trismegistus , Who their secrets held ? Where are now the
hundred Thousand books he wrote ? By the Thaumaturgists plundered , Lost in
lands remote ; In oblivion sunk forever , As when o'er the land Blows a storm -
wind ...
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Vague , phantasmal , and unreal To our thought he seems , Walking in a world
ideal , In a land of dreams . And amid discordant noises , In the jostling throng ,
Hearing far , celestial voices Of Olympian song . Who shall call his dreams ...
Vague , phantasmal , and unreal To our thought he seems , Walking in a world
ideal , In a land of dreams . And amid discordant noises , In the jostling throng ,
Hearing far , celestial voices Of Olympian song . Who shall call his dreams ...
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The sea - faring wild - fowl loud proclaim My coming , and the swarming of the
bees . These are my heralds , and behold ! my name Is written in blossoms on the
hawthorntrees . I tell the mariner when to sail the seas ; I waft o'er all the land
from ...
The sea - faring wild - fowl loud proclaim My coming , and the swarming of the
bees . These are my heralds , and behold ! my name Is written in blossoms on the
hawthorntrees . I tell the mariner when to sail the seas ; I waft o'er all the land
from ...
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My emblem is the Lion , and I breathe The breath of Libyan deserts o'er the land ;
My sickle as a sabre I unsheathe , And bent before me the pale harvests stand .
The lakes and rivers shrink at my command , And there is thirst and fever in the ...
My emblem is the Lion , and I breathe The breath of Libyan deserts o'er the land ;
My sickle as a sabre I unsheathe , And bent before me the pale harvests stand .
The lakes and rivers shrink at my command , And there is thirst and fever in the ...
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| Título | The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Volúmenes1-3 The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Ernest Wadsworth Longfellow |
| Autor | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
| Ilustrado por | Felix Octavius Carr Darley, Edwin Austin Abbey, Ernest Wadsworth Longfellow |
| Editor | Houghton, Osgood, 1883 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Wisconsin - Madison |
| Digitalizado | 20 Oct. 2017 |
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