Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Song Of The Bell. (From The German)
Bell! thou soundest merrily,When the bridal partyTo the church doth hie!Bell! thou soundest solemnly.When, on Sabbath morning,Fields deserted..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Song
Where, from the eye of day,The dark and silent riverPursues through tangled woods a wayO'er which the tall trees quiver;The silver mist, that..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Son Of The Evening Star, The
Can it be the sun descendingO'er the level plain of water?Or the Red Swan floating, flying,Wounded by the magic arrow,Staining all the waves with..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Something Left Undone
Labor with what zeal we will,Something still remains undone,Something uncompleted stillWaits the rising of the sun.By the bedside, on the stair,At..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Snow-Flakes. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Second)
Out of the bosom of the AirOut of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,Over the woodlands brown and bare,Over the harvest-fields forsaken,Silent..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sleep
Lull me to sleep, ye winds, whose fitful soundSeems from some faint Aeolian harp-string caught;Seal up the hundred wakeful eyes of thoughtAs Hermes..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sir Humphrey Gilbert
Southward with fleet of iceSailed the corsair Death;Wild and gast blew the blast,And the east-wind was his breath.His lordly ships of iceGlisten in..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Silent Love. (From The German)
Who love would seek,Let him love evermoreAnd seldom speak:For in love's domainSilence must reign;Or it brings the heartSmartAnd pain.
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Shakespeare
A vision as of crowded city streets,With human life in endless overflow;Thunder of thoroughfares; trumpets that blowTo battle; clamor, in obscure..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Serenade From “the Spanish Student”
STARS of the summer night!Far in yon azure deeps,Hide, hide your golden light!She sleeps!My lady sleeps!Sleeps!Moon of the summer night!Far down yon..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Seaweed
When descends on the AtlanticThe giganticStorm-wind of the equinox,Landword in his wrath he scourgesThe toiling surges,Laden with seaweed from the..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Santa Teresa's Bookmark. (From The Spanish Of Santa Teresa)
Let nothing disturb thee,Nothing affright theeAll things are passing;God never changeth;Patient enduranceAttaineth to all things;Who God possessethIn..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Santa Filomena. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
Whene'er a noble deed is wrought,Whene'er is spoken a noble thought,Our hearts, in glad surprise,To higher levels rise.The tidal wave of deeper..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sandalphon. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
Have you read in the Talmud of old,In the Legends the Rabbins have toldOf the limitless realms of the air,--Have you read it,--the marvellous storyOf..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Rondel. (From The Duke Of Orleans)
Hence away, begone, begone,Carking care and melancholy!Think ye thus to govern meAll my life long, as ye have done?That shall ye not, I promise..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Rondel. (From Froissart)
Love, love, what wilt thou with this heart of mine?Naught see I fixed or sure in thee!I do not know thee,--nor what deeds are thine:Love, love, what..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Renouveau. (From The French)
Now Time throws off his cloak againOf ermined frost, and cold and rain,And clothes him in the embroideryOf glittering son and clear blue sky.With..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Remorse. (From August Von Platen)
How I started up in the night, in the night,Drawn on without rest or reprieval!The streets, with their watchmen, were lost to my sight,As I wandered..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Rain In Summer
How beautiful is the rain!After the dust and heat,In the broad and fiery street,In the narrow lane,How beautiful is the rain!How it clatters along..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Prometheus, Or, The Poet's Forethought. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
Of Prometheus, how undauntedOn Olympus' shining bastionsHis audacious foot he planted,Myths are told and songs are chanted,Full of promptings and..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Poetic Aphorisms. (From The Sinngedichte Of Friedrich Von Logau)
MONEYWhereunto is money good?Who has it not wants hardihood,Who has it has much trouble and care,Who once has had it has despair.THE BEST..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Picture-Writing
In those days said Hiawatha,"Lo! how all things fade and perish!From the memory of the old menPass away the great traditions,The achievements of the..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Pegasus in Pound
Once into a quiet village,Without haste and without heed,In the golden prime of morning,Strayed the poet's wingéd steed.It was Autumn, and..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Pau-Puk-Keewis
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,He, the handsome Yenadizze,Whom the people called the Storm-Fool,Vexed the village with disturbance;You shall hear..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Paul Revere's Ride (The Landlord's Tale)
Listen, my children, and you shall hearOf the midnight ride of Paul Revere,On the eighteenth of April, in 'Seventy-five;Hardly a man is now aliveWho..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow