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| 1701. | The Peace-Pipe by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | On the Mountains of the Prairie,
On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry,
Gitche Manito, the mighty,
He the Master of Life, descending,
On the red crag... |
| 1702. | Picture-Writing by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | In those days said Hiawatha,
"Lo! how all things fade and perish!
From the memory of the old men
Pass away the great traditions,
The achievements ... |
| 1703. | The Poet's Calendar by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | January
Janus am I; oldest of potentates;
Forward I look, and backward, and below
I count, as god of avenues and gates,
The years that throug... |
| 1704. | Thangbrand the Priest by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | Short of stature, large of limb,
Burly face and russet beard,
All the women stared at him,
When in Iceland he appeared.
"Look!" they said,
With n... |
| 1705. | Wapentake by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | To Alfred Tennyson
Poet! I come to touch thy lance with mine;
Not as a knight, who on the listed field
Of tourney touched his adversary's shield... |
| 1706. | Tegner's Drapa by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | Heard a voice, that cried,
"Balder the Beautiful
Is dead, is dead!"
And through the misty air
Passed like the mournful cry
Of sunward sailin... |
| 1707. | Sir Humphrey Gilbert by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | Southward with fleet of ice
Sailed the corsair Death;
Wild and gast blew the blast,
And the east-wind was his breath.
His lordly ships of ice
Gli... |
| 1708. | The Warden of the Cinque Ports by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | A mist was driving down the British Channel,
The day was just begun,
And through the window-panes, on floor and panel,
Streamed the red autumn sun.... |
| 1709. | Pau-Puk-Keewis by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,
He, the handsome Yenadizze,
Whom the people called the Storm-Fool,
Vexed the village with disturbance;
You shal... |
| 1710. | The Hunting Of Pau-Puk Keewis by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | | Full of wrath was Hiawatha
When he came into the village,
Found the people in confusion,
Heard of all the misdemeanors,
All the malice and the mis... |
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