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• Burn, O evening hearth, and waken Pleasant visions, as of old! Though the house by winds be shaken, Safe I keep this room of gold!

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  Wind, House, Vision

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Poetical Works”, p.333

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• The bells themselves are the best of preachers, Their brazen lips are learned teachers, From their pulpits of stone, in the upper air, Sounding aloft, without crack or flaw, Shriller than trumpets under the Law, Now a sermon and now a prayer.

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  Teacher, Prayer, Law

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Poetical Works”, p.165

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• One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm For the country folk to be up and to arm.

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  Country, Land, Opposites

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.472

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• Peace! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.

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  Beautiful, Song, Peace

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1848). “Poems”, p.100

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• But ah! what once has been shall be no more! The groaning earth in travail and in pain Brings forth its races, but does not restore, And the dead nations never rise again.

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  Pain, Race, Doe

  1855 'The Jewish Cemetery at Newport'.

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• The trees are white with dust, that o'er their sleep Wave their broad curtains in the south-wind's breath, While underneath such leafy tents they keep The long, mysterious Exodus of Death.

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  Sleep, Dust, Wind

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The poetical works of Henry W. Longfellow, ed. with a critical memoir by W.M. Rossetti, illustr. by W. Lawson. Illustr. by E. Edwards”, p.481

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• By unseen hands uplifted in the light Of sunset, yonder solitary cloud Floats, with its white apparel blown abroad, And wafted up to heaven.

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  Sunset, Clouds, Light

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “My Complete Poetical Works (Annotated Edition)”, p.1492, Jazzybee Verlag

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• Then from the neighboring thicket the mocking-bird, wildest of singers, Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o'er the water, Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music, That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen.

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  Air, Water, Bird

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1988). “Selected Poems”, p.49, Penguin

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• O flower-de-luce, bloom on, and let the river Linger to kiss thy feet! O flower of song, bloom on, and make forever The world more fair and sweet.

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  Song, Sweet, Flower

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1873). “Flower-de-luce and Three Books of Song...”, p.10

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• Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet!

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  Rivers, Feet, Childhood

  'Michael Angelo' (1883) pt. 1, sect. 5

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• Ah, the souls of those that die Are but sunbeams lifted higher.

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  Soul, Sunbeams, Higher

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.175

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• The country is lyric, the town dramatic. When mingled, they make the most perfect musical drama.

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  Country, Drama, Perfect

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1851). “The prose works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.430

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• Stars of earth, these golden flowers; emblems of our own great resurrection; emblems of the bright and better land.

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  Stars, Flower, Land

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Horace Elisha Scudder (1922). “The Complete Poetical Works of Longfellow”

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• To-morrow! the mysterious, unknown guest,
  Who cries to me: "Remember Barmecide,
  And tremble to be happy with the rest."
  And I make answer: "I am satisfied;
  I dare not ask; I know not what is best;
  God hath already said what shall betide.

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  Answers, Guests, Tomorrow

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Poetical Works”, p.338

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• Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author.

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  Army, Challenges, Criticism

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “Kavanagh (Annotated Edition)”, p.46, Jazzybee Verlag

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• A noble type of good. Heroic womanhood.

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  Noble, Heroic, Type

  "Santa Filomena" st. 10 (1858).

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• And when the echoes had ceased, like a sense of pain was the silence.

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  Pain, Echoes, Silence

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1852). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow”, p.242

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• Among the noblest in the land - Though man may count himself the least - That man I honor and revere, Who without favor, without fear, In the great city dares to stand, The friend of every friendless beast.

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  Men, Vegetarianism, Land

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “My Complete Poetical Works (Annotated Edition)”, p.665, Jazzybee Verlag

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• Under the spreading chestnut tree The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. . . . He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. . . . Toiling,-rejoicing,-sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.

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  Life, Strong, Morning

  "The Village Blacksmith" st. 7 (1839)

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• The lamps are lit, the fires burn bright. The house is full of life and light.

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  Life, Fire, Light

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Illustrated)”, p.912, Delphi Classics

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• A word that has been said may be unsaid-it is but air. But when a deed is done, it cannot be undone, nor can our thoughts reach out to all the mischiefs that may follow.

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  Hurt, Air, Done

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.565

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• The everyday cares and duties, which men call drudgery, are the weights and counterpoises of the clock of time, giving its pendulum a true vibration and its hands a regular motion; and when they cease to hang upon its wheels, the pendulum no longer swings, the hands no longer move the clock stands still.

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  Time, Moving, Men

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “Kavanagh (Annotated Edition)”, p.46, Jazzybee Verlag

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• Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.

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  Stars, Flower, Blue

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1849). “The Poems of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ; Complete in One Volume”, p.10

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• The morrow was a bright September morn; The earth was beautiful as if newborn; There was nameless splendor everywhere, That wild exhilaration in the air, Which makes the passers in the city street Congratulate each other as they meet.

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  Beautiful, Air, Cities

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.371, Library of America

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• .... Anon from the castle walls The crescent banner falls, And the crowd beholds instead, Like a portent in the sky, Iskander's banner fly, The Black Eagle with double head. And shouts ascend on high .....'' Long live Scanderbeg.

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  Wall, Fall, Eagles

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Horace Elisha Scudder (1922). “The Complete Poetical Works of Longfellow”

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