Day: November 28, 2022

Maidenhood by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   Maiden! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies! Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one,

Maiden And Weathercock by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow     MAIDEN O weathercock on the village spire, With your golden feathers all on fire, Tell me, what can you see from your perch Above there over

Mad River In The White Mountains by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1894.   TRAVELLER Why dost thou wildly rush and roar, Mad River, O Mad River? Wilt thou not pause and cease to pour Thy hurrying,

Killed At The Ford by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   He is dead, the beautiful youth, The heart of honor, the tongue of truth, He, the life and light of us all, Whose voice was blithe

Hymn To The Night by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls!

Helen Of Tyre by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   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 fire; It