The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Volúmenes1-3 |
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Once first , and now the third ! To lead the Year was my appointed place ; A
mortal dispossessed me by a word , And set there Janus with the double face .
Hence I make war on all the human race ; I shake the cities with my hurricanes ; I
flood ...
Once first , and now the third ! To lead the Year was my appointed place ; A
mortal dispossessed me by a word , And set there Janus with the double face .
Hence I make war on all the human race ; I shake the cities with my hurricanes ; I
flood ...
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... upheaves The innumerable leaves In the bosom of a wood , - Not as separate
leaves , but massed All together by the blast , So for evil or for good His resistless
breath upheaved All at once the many - leaved , Many - thoughted multitude .
... upheaves The innumerable leaves In the bosom of a wood , - Not as separate
leaves , but massed All together by the blast , So for evil or for good His resistless
breath upheaved All at once the many - leaved , Many - thoughted multitude .
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Thy playmate once ; I see him now A boy with sunshine on his brow , And hear in
Stratford's quiet street The patter of his little feet . Flow on , fair stream ! That
dream is o'er ; He stands upon another shore ; A vaster river near him flows , And
still ...
Thy playmate once ; I see him now A boy with sunshine on his brow , And hear in
Stratford's quiet street The patter of his little feet . Flow on , fair stream ! That
dream is o'er ; He stands upon another shore ; A vaster river near him flows , And
still ...
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The chapel that once looked down On the little seaport town Has crumbled into
the dust ; And on oaken beams below The bells swing to and fro , And are green
with mould and rust . For bells are the voice of the church ; “ Is , then , the old faith
...
The chapel that once looked down On the little seaport town Has crumbled into
the dust ; And on oaken beams below The bells swing to and fro , And are green
with mould and rust . For bells are the voice of the church ; “ Is , then , the old faith
...
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Once in our tower aloof We rang over wall and roof Our warnings and our
complaints ; And round about us there The white doves filled the air , Like the
white souls of the saints . “ Then from our tower again We will send over land and
main ...
Once in our tower aloof We rang over wall and roof Our warnings and our
complaints ; And round about us there The white doves filled the air , Like the
white souls of the saints . “ Then from our tower again We will send over land and
main ...
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