Day: December 6, 2022

The Hanging Of The Crane by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   The lights are out, and gone are all the guests That thronging came with merriment and jests To celebrate the Hanging of the Crane In

The Golden Mile-Stone   Leafless are the trees; their purple branches Spread themselves abroad, like reefs of coral, Rising silent In the Red Sea of the Winter sunset.   From the hundred chimneys of the

The Goblet Of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   Filled is Life’s goblet to the brim; And though my eyes with tears are dim, I see its sparkling bubbles swim, And chant a melancholy hymn

The Fire Of Drift-Wood by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   We sat within the farm-house old, Whose windows, looking o’er the bay, Gave to the sea-breeze, damp and cold, An easy entrance, night and day.