American Literature – Littérature Américaine – Американская литература
In English – En Français – На Русском Языке
Bilingue – Bilingual – Двуязычный
American Literature – Children Books – American Poetry – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In English
EARLIER POEMS.
An April Day
When the warm sun, that brings
Seed-time and harvest, has returned again,
‘T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs … Continue Reading …
Autumn
With what a glory comes and goes the year!
The buds of spring, those beautiful harbingers
Of sunny skies and cloudless times, enjoy … Continue Reading …
Woods in Winter
When winter winds are piercing chill,
And through the hawthorn blows the gale,
With solemn feet I tread the hill, … Continue Reading …
Hymn of the Moravian Nuns of Bethlehem
“Take thy banner! May it wave
Proudly o’er the good and brave;
When the battle’s distant wail … Continue Reading …
Sunrise on the Hills
I stood upon the hills, when heaven’s wide arch
Was glorious with the sun’s returning march,
And woods were brightened, and soft gales Continue Reading …
The Spirit of Poetry
There is a quiet spirit in these woods,
That dwells where’er the gentle south-wind blows;
Where, underneath the white-thorn, in the glade, Continue Reading …
Burial of the Minnisink
On sunny slope and beechen swell, The shadowed light of evening fell; And, where the maple’s leaf was brown, With soft and silent lapse came down, Continue Reading …
L’Envoi
Ye voices, that arose After the Evening’s close, And whispered to my restless heart repose! Continue Reading …
BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS.
The Skeleton in Armor
“Speak! speak I thou fearful guest
Who, with thy hollow breast
Still in rude armor drest, Continue Reading …
The Wreck of the Hesperus
It was the schooner Hesperus,
That sailed the wintry sea;
And the skipper had taken his little daughter, Continue Reading …
The Village Blacksmith
Under a spreading chestnut-tree
The village smithy stands;
The smith, a mighty man is he, Continue Reading …
Endymion
The rising moon has hid the stars;
Her level rays, like golden bars,
Lie on the landscape green, Continue Reading …
It is not Always May
The sun is bright,—the air is clear,
The darting swallows soar and sing.
And from the stately elms I hear Continue Reading …
The Rainy Day
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, Continue Reading …
God’s-Acre
I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls
The burial-ground God’s-Acre! It is just;
It consecrates each grave within its walls, Continue Reading …
To the River Charles
River! that in silence windest
Through the meadows, bright and free,
Till at length thy rest thou findest Continue Reading …
Blind Bartimeus
Blind Bartimeus at the gates
Of Jericho in darkness waits;
He hears the crowd;—he hears a breath Continue Reading …
The Goblet of Life
Filled is Life’s goblet to the brim;
And though my eyes with tears are dim,
I see its sparkling bubbles swim, Continue Reading …
Maidenhood
Maiden! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies! Continue Reading …
Excelsior
The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, ‘mid snow and ice, Continue Reading …
BIRDS OF PASSAGE.
FLIGHT THE FIRST.
Birds of Passage
Black shadows fall
From the lindens tall,
That lift aloft their massive wall … Continue Reading …
Prometheus, or the Poet’s Forethought
Of Prometheus, how undaunted
On Olympus’ shining bastions
His audacious foot he planted, … Continue Reading …
Epimetheus, or the Poet’s Afterthought
Have I dreamed? or was it real,
What I saw as in a vision,
When to marches hymeneal … Continue Reading …
The Ladder of St. Augustine
Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,
That of our vices we can frame
A ladder, if we will but tread … Continue Reading …
The Phantom Ship
In Mather’s Magnalia Christi,
Of the old colonial time,
May be found in prose the legend … Continue Reading …
The Warden of the Cinque Ports
A mist was driving down the British Channel,
The day was just begun,
And through the window-panes, on floor and panel, … Continue Reading …
Haunted Houses
All houses wherein men have lived and died
Are haunted houses. Through the open doors
The harmless phantoms on their errands glide, … Continue Reading …
In the Churchyard at Cambridge
In the village churchyard she lies,
Dust is in her beautiful eyes,
No more she breathes, nor feels, nor stirs; … Continue Reading …
The Emperor’s Bird’s-Nest
Once the Emperor Charles of Spain,
With his swarthy, grave commanders,
I forget in what campaign, … Continue Reading …
The Two Angels
Two angels, one of Life and one of Death,
Passed o’er our village as the morning broke;
The dawn was on their faces, and beneath, … Continue Reading …
Daylight and Moonlight
In broad daylight, and at noon, Yesterday I saw the moon Sailing high, but faint and white, As a school-boy’s paper kite. … Continue Reading …
The Jewish Cemetery at Newport
How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves,
Close by the street of this fair seaport town,
Silent beside the never-silent waves, … Continue Reading …
Oliver Basselin
In the Valley of the Vire
Still is seen an ancient mill,
With its gables quaint and queer, … Continue Reading …
Victor Galbraith
Under the walls of Monterey
At daybreak the bugles began to play,
Victor Galbraith! … Continue Reading …
My Lost Youth
Often I think of the beautiful town
That is seated by the sea;
Often in thought go up and down … Continue Reading …
The Ropewalk
In that building, long and low,
With its windows all a-row,
Like the port-holes of a hulk, … Continue Reading …
The Golden Mile-Stone
Leafless are the trees; their purple branches
Spread themselves abroad, like reefs of coral,
Rising silent … Continue Reading …
Catawba Wine
This song of mine
Is a Song of the Vine,
To be sung by the glowing embers … Continue Reading …
Santa Filomena
Whene’er a noble deed is wrought,
Whene’er is spoken a noble thought,
Our hearts, in glad surprise, … Continue Reading …
The Discoverer of the North Cape
Othere, the old sea-captain,
Who dwelt in Helgoland,
To King Alfred, the Lover of Truth, … Continue Reading …
Daybreak
A wind came up out of the sea, And said, “O mists, make room for me.” … Continue Reading …
The Fiftieth Birthday of Agassiz
It was fifty years ago
In the pleasant month of May,
In the beautiful Pays de Vaud, … Continue Reading …
Children
Come to me, O ye children!
For I hear you at your play,
And the questions that perplexed me … Continue Reading …
Sandalphon
Have you read in the Talmud of old,
In the Legends the Rabbins have told
Of the limitless realms of the air,— … Continue Reading …
FLIGHT THE SECOND.
The Children’s Hour
Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupations, … Continue Reading …
Enceladus
Under Mount Etna he lies,
It is slumber, it is not death;
For he struggles at times to arise, … Continue Reading …
The Cumberland
At anchor in Hampton Roads we lay,
On board of the cumberland, sloop-of-war;
And at times from the fortress across the bay … Continue Reading …
Snow-Flakes
Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare, … Continue Reading …
A Day of Sunshine
O gift of God! O perfect day: Whereon shall no man work, but play; Whereon it is enough for me, Not to be doing, but to be! … Continue Reading …
Something left Undone
Labor with what zeal we will,
Something still remains undone,
Something uncompleted still … Continue Reading …
Weariness
O little feet! that such long years
Must wander on through hopes and fears,
Must ache and bleed beneath your load; … Continue Reading …
FLOWER-DE-LUCE.
Flower-de-Luce
Beautiful lily, dwelling by still rivers,
Or solitary mere,
Or where the sluggish meadow-brook delivers … Continue Reading …
Palingenesis
I lay upon the headland-height, and listened
To the incessant sobbing of the sea
In caverns under me, … Continue Reading …
The Bridge of Cloud
Burn, O evening hearth, and waken
Pleasant visions, as of old!
Though the house by winds be shaken, … Continue Reading …
Hawthorne
How beautiful it was, that one bright day
In the long week of rain!
Though all its splendor could not chase away … Continue Reading …
Christmas Bells
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet … Continue Reading …
The Wind over the Chimney
See, the fire is sinking low,
Dusky red the embers glow,
While above them still I cower, … Continue Reading …
The Bells of Lynn
O curfew of the setting sun! O Bells of Lynn! O requiem of the dying day!
O Bells of Lynn! … Continue Reading …
Killed at the Ford
He is dead, the beautiful youth, The heart of honor, the tongue of truth, … Continue Reading …
Giotto’s Tower
How many lives, made beautiful and sweet
By self-devotion and by self-restraint,
Whose pleasure is to run without complaint … Continue Reading …
To-morrow
‘T is late at night, and in the realm of sleep
My little lambs are folded like the flocks;
From room to room I hear the wakeful clocks … Continue Reading …
Divina Commedia
Oft have I seen at some cathedral door
A laborer, pausing in the dust and heat,
Lay down his burden, and with reverent feet … Continue Reading …
Noël
L’Academie en respect,
Nonobstant l’incorrection
A la faveur du sujet, … Continue Reading …
POEMS ON SLAVERY.
To William E. Channing
The pages of thy book I read,
And as I closed each one,
My heart, responding, ever said, … Continue Reading …
The Slave’s Dream
Beside the ungathered rice he lay,
His sickle in his hand;
His breast was bare, his matted hair … Continue Reading …
The Good Part, that shall not be taken away
She dwells by Great Kenhawa’s side,
In valleys green and cool;
And all her hope and all her pride Continue Reading …
The Slave in the Dismal Swamp
In dark fens of the Dismal Swamp
The hunted Negro lay;
He saw the fire of the midnight camp, Continue Reading …
The Slave singing at Midnight
Loud he sang the psalm of David! He, a Negro and enslaved, Sang of Israel’s victory, Sang of Zion, bright and free. Continue Reading …
The Witnesses
In Ocean’s wide domains,
Half buried in the sands,
Lie skeletons in chains, Continue Reading …
The Quadroon Girl
The Slaver in the broad lagoon
Lay moored with idle sail;
He waited for the rising moon, Continue Reading …
The Warning
Beware! The Israelite of old, who tore
The lion in his path,—when, poor and blind,
He saw the blessed light of heaven no more, Continue Reading …
SONGS
The Day Is done
The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward Continue Reading …
Afternoon in February
The day is ending, The night is descending; The marsh is frozen, The river dead. Continue Reading …
To an Old Danish Song-Book
Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside, While the sullen gales of autumn Shake the windows. Continue Reading …
Walter von der Vogelweid
Vogelweid the Minnesinger,
When he left this world of ours,
Laid his body in the cloister, Continue Reading …
Drinking Song
Come, old friend! sit down and listen!
From the pitcher, placed between us,
How the waters laugh and glisten … Continue Reading …
The Old Clock on the Stairs
L’eternite est une pendule, dont le balancier dit et redit sans cesse ces deux mots seulement dans le silence des tombeaux: “Toujours! jamais! … Continue Reading …
The Arrow and the Song
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. … Continue Reading …
SONNETS
Mezzo Cammin
Half of my life is gone, and I have let
The years slip from me and have not fulfilled
The aspiration of my youth, to build … Continue Reading …
The Evening Star
Lo! in the painted oriel of the West,
Whose panes the sunken sun incarnadines,
Like a fair lady at her casement, shines … Continue Reading …
Autumn
Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain,
With banners, by great gales incessant fanned,
Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand, … Continue Reading …
Dante
Tuscan, that wanderest through the realms of gloom,
With thoughtful pace, and sad, majestic eyes,
Stern thoughts and awful from thy soul arise, … Continue Reading …
Curfew
Solemnly, mournfully,
Dealing its dole,
The Curfew Bell … Continue Reading …
THE BELFRY OF BRUGES AND OTHER POEMS.
Carillon
In the ancient town of Bruges, In the quaint old Flemish city, As the evening shades descended, … Continue Reading …
The Belfry of Bruges
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown; Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o’er the town. … Continue Reading …
A Gleam of Sunshine
This is the place. Stand still, my steed,
Let me review the scene,
And summon from the shadowy Past … Continue Reading …
The Arsenal at Springfield
This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling,
Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms;
But front their silent pipes no anthem pealing … Continue Reading …
Nuremberg
In the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow-lands Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands…. Continue Reading …
The Norman Baron
Dans les moments de la vie ou la reflexion devient plus calme
et plus profonde, ou l’interet et l’avarice parlent moins haut
que la raison, … Continue Reading …
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! Continue Reading …
To a Child
Dear child! how radiant on thy mother’s knee, With merry-making eyes and jocund smiles, Thou gazest at the painted tiles, Continue Reading …
The Occultation of Orion
I saw, as in a dream sublime, The balance in the hand of Time. O’er East and West its beam impended; Continue Reading …
The Bridge
I stood on the bridge at midnight,
As the clocks were striking the hour,
And the moon rose o’er the city, Continue Reading …
To the Driving Cloud
Gloomy and dark art thou, O chief of the mighty Omahas; Gloomy and dark as the driving cloud, whose name thou hast taken! Continue Reading …
THE SEASIDE AND THE FIRESIDE.
Dedication
As one who, walking in the twilight gloom,
Hears round about him voices as it darkens,
And seeing not the forms from which they come, … Continue Reading …
BY THE SEASIDE.
The Building of the Ship
“Build me straight, O worthy Master!
Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel,
That shall laugh at all disaster, … Continue Reading …
Seaweed
When descends on the Atlantic
The gigantic
Storm-wind of the equinox, … Continue Reading …
Chrysaor
Just above yon sandy bar,
As the day grows fainter and dimmer,
Lonely and lovely, a single star … Continue Reading …
The Secret of the Sea
Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
As I gaze upon the sea!
All the old romantic legends, … Continue Reading …
Twilight
The twilight is sad and cloudy,
The wind blows wild and free,
And like the wings of sea-birds … Continue Reading …
Sir Humphrey Gilbert
Southward with fleet of ice
Sailed the corsair Death;
Wild and fast blew the blast, … Continue Reading …
The Lighthouse
The rocky ledge runs far into the sea,
And on its outer point, some miles away,
The Lighthouse lifts its massive masonry, … Continue Reading …
The Fire of Drift-Wood
We sat within the farm-house old,
Whose windows, looking o’er the bay,
Gave to the sea-breeze, damp and cold, … Continue Reading …
BY THE FIRESIDE.
Resignation
There is no flock, however watched and tended,
But one dead lamb is there!
There is no fireside, howsoe’er defended,… Continue Reading …
The Builders
All are architects of Fate,
Working in these walls of Time;
Some with massive deeds and great, … Continue Reading …
Sand of the Desert In an Hour-Glass
A handful of red sand, from the hot clime
Of Arab deserts brought,
Within this glass becomes the spy of Time, … Continue Reading …
The Open Window
The old house by the lindens
Stood silent in the shade,
And on the gravelled pathway … Continue Reading …
King Witlaf’s Drinking-Horn
Witlaf, a king of the Saxons,
Ere yet his last he breathed,
To the merry monks of Croyland … Continue Reading …
Gaspar Becerra
By his evening fire the artist
Pondered o’er his secret shame;
Baffled, weary, and disheartened, … Continue Reading …
Pegasus in Pound
Once into a quiet village,
Without haste and without heed,
In the golden prime of morning, … Continue Reading …
Tegnér’s Drapa
I heard a voice, that cried, “Balder the Beautiful Is dead, is dead!” And through the misty air Passed like the mournful cry Of sunward sailing cranes. … Continue Reading …
Sonnet on Mrs. Kemble’s Reading from Shakespeare
O precious evenings! all too swiftly sped!
Leaving us heirs to amplest heritages
Of all the best thoughts of the greatest sages, … Continue Reading …
The Singers
God sent his Singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth, That they might touch the hearts of men, And bring them back to heaven again. … Continue Reading …
Suspiria
Take them, O Death! and bear away
Whatever thou canst call thine own!
Thine image, stamped upon this clay, … Continue Reading …
Hymn for my Brother’s Ordination
Christ to the young man said: “Yet one thing more;
If thou wouldst perfect be,
Sell all thou hast and give it to the poor,… Continue Reading …
THE SONG OF HIAWATHA.
Introduction (The Song of Hiawatha)
Should you ask me, whence these stories?
Whence these legends and traditions,
With the odors of the forest … Continue Reading …
I. The Peace-Pipe
On the Mountains of the Prairie,
On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry,
Gitche Manito, the mighty, … Continue Reading …
II. The Four Winds
“Honor be to Mudjekeewis!”
Cried the warriors, cried the old men,
When he came in triumph homeward … Continue Reading …
III. Hiawatha’s Childhood
Downward through the evening twilight,
In the days that are forgotten,
In the unremembered ages, … Continue Reading …
IV. Hiawatha and Mudjekeewis
Out of childhood into manhood
Now had grown my Hiawatha,
Skilled in all the craft of hunters, … Continue Reading …
V. Hiawatha’s Fasting
You shall hear how Hiawatha
Prayed and fasted in the forest,
Not for greater skill in hunting, … Continue Reading …
VI. Hiawatha’s Friends
Two good friends had Hiawatha,
Singled out from all the others,
Bound to him in closest union, … Continue Reading …
VII. Hiawatha’s Sailing
“Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree!
Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree!
Growing by the rushing river, … Continue Reading …
VIII. Hiawatha’s Fishing
Forth upon the Gitche Gumee,
On the shining Big-Sea-Water,
With his fishing-line of cedar, … Continue Reading …
IX. Hiawatha and the Pearl-Feather
On the shores of Gitche Gumee,
Of the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood Nokomis, the old woman, … Continue Reading …
X. Hiawatha’s Wooing
“As unto the bow the cord is,
So unto the man is woman;
Though she bends him, she obeys him, … Continue Reading …
XI. Hiawatha’s Wedding-Feast
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,
How the handsome Yenadizze
Danced at Hiawatha’s wedding; … Continue Reading …
XII. The Son of the Evening Star
Can it be the sun descending
O’er the level plain of water?
Or the Red Swan floating, flying, … Continue Reading …
XIII. Blessing the Cornfields
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha,
Of the happy days that followed,
In the land of the Ojibways, … Continue Reading …
XIV. Picture-Writing
In those days said Hiawatha,
“Lo! how all things fade and perish!
From the memory of the old men … Continue Reading …
XV. Hiawatha’s Lamentation
In those days the Evil Spirits,
All the Manitos of mischief,
Fearing Hiawatha’s wisdom, … Continue Reading …
XVI. Pau-Puk-Keewis
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,
He, the handsome Yenadizze,
Whom the people called the Storm-Fool, … Continue Reading …
XVII. The Hunting of Pau-Puk-Keewis
Full of wrath was Hiawatha
When he came into the village,
Found the people in confusion, … Continue Reading …
XVIII. The Death of Kwasind
Far and wide among the nations
Spread the name and fame of Kwasind;
No man dared to strive with Kwasind, … Continue Reading …
XIX. The Ghosts
Never stoops the soaring vulture
On his quarry in the desert,
On the sick or wounded bison, … Continue Reading …
XX. The Famine
Oh the long and dreary Winter!
Oh the cold and cruel Winter!
Ever thicker, thicker, thicker … Continue Reading …
XXI. The White Man’s Foot
In his lodge beside a river,
Close beside a frozen river,
Sat an old man, sad and lonely. … Continue Reading …
XXII. Hiawatha’s Departure
By the shore of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
At the doorway of his wigwam, … Continue Reading …
VOICES OF THE NIGHT.
Prelude
Pleasant it was, when woods were green,
And winds were soft and low,
To lie amid some sylvan scene. … Continue Reading …
Hymn to the Night
I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls!
I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light … Continue Reading …
A Psalm of Life
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers, … Continue Reading …
The Reaper and the Flowers
There is a Reaper, whose name is Death,
And, with his sickle keen,
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, … Continue Reading …
The Light of Stars
The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon … Continue Reading …
Footsteps of Angels
When the hours of Day are numbered,
And the voices of the Night
Wake the better soul, that slumbered, … Continue Reading …
Flowers
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, …Continue Reading …
The Beleaguered City
I have read, in some old, marvellous tale,
Some legend strange and vague,
That a midnight host of spectres pale Continue Reading …
Midnight Mass for the Dying Year
Yes, the Year is growing old,
And his eye is pale and bleared!
Death, with frosty hand and cold, Continue Reading …
En Français
Littérature Américaine – Livres pour Enfants – Poésie Américaine – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
На Русском Языке
Американская литература – Детские книги – Американская поэзия – Генри Уодсворт Лонгфелло
Bilingue – Bilingual – Двуязычный
© 2023 Akirill.com – All Rights Reserved
AKirill, Learn, apprenez, translation, traduction, livres bilingues, bilingual books 