 Cloud-like we saw the shore Stretching to leeward; There for my lady's bower Built I the lofty tower, Which, to this very hour, Stands looking seaward. "There lived we many years; Time dried the maiden's tears; She had forgot her fears, She was a mother;...  The Complete Poetical Works of Longfellow - Page 13by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1922 - 689 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 106 pages
...Struck we her ribs of steel ; Down her black hulk did reel Through the black water ! " As with his wings aslant, Sails the fierce cormorant, Seeking some rocky...here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars, Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 318 pages
...There for my lady's bower Built I the lofty tower, Which, to this very hour, Stands looking seaward. She had forgot her fears, She was a mother; Death...here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars, Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 638 pages
...There for my lady's bower Built I the lofty tower, Which, to this very hour, Stands looking seaward. She had forgot her fears, She was a mother; Death...here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars, Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 442 pages
...dried the maiden's tears ; She had forgot her fears, She was a mother ; THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS. Death closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower...here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars, Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 660 pages
...dried the maiden's tears ; She had forgot her fears, She was a mother ; Death closed her mild bine eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the...gear, Fell I upon my spear, Oh, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars, Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native stars My soul ascended... | |
 | 1878 - 312 pages
...maiden's tears ; She had forgot her fears, She was a mother; Death closed her mild blue eyes, Tinder that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On...here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars, Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1879 - 562 pages
...FCMf.T./.T^'N' Death closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower slip lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise Oil such another ! " Still grew my bosom then, Still as...forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my s]>ear, O, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars. Bursting these prison bars, Up to its... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 250 pages
...hlue eyes; Under that tower she lies; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another 1 " Still grew 1113- bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me...here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear. Oil, death was grateful ! "Thus, seamed with many scars, Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 686 pages
...Stretching to leeward ; There for my lady's bower Built I the lofty tower, Which, to this very hoar, Stands looking seaward. " There lived we many years...gear, Fell I upon my spear, Oh, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars, Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native stars My soul ascended... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 584 pages
...fears, She was a mother ; 1 1 SHOULD NOT тик DOVE so WHITE, FOLLOW THE SEAMEW'S FLIGHT. — Page 26. Death closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower...here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! " Thus, seamed with many scars, Bui-sting these prison bars, Up to its native... | |
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