The Golden LegendTicknor, Reed, and Fields, 1851 - 301 pages |
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. SQUARE IN FRONT OF THE CATHEDRAL . Easter Sunday . FRIAR CUTHBERT preaching to the crowd from a pulpit in the open air . PRINCE HENRY and ELSIE crossing the square . PRINCE HENRY . THIS is the day , when from ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. SQUARE IN FRONT OF THE CATHEDRAL . Easter Sunday . FRIAR CUTHBERT preaching to the crowd from a pulpit in the open air . PRINCE HENRY and ELSIE crossing the square . PRINCE HENRY . THIS is the day , when from ...
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... Friar , who is preaching to the crowd In a voice so deep and clear and loud , That , if we listen , and give heed , His lowest words will reach the ear . FRIAR CUTHBERT , gesticulating and cracking a postilion's whip . What ho ! good ...
... Friar , who is preaching to the crowd In a voice so deep and clear and loud , That , if we listen , and give heed , His lowest words will reach the ear . FRIAR CUTHBERT , gesticulating and cracking a postilion's whip . What ho ! good ...
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... Friar . FRIAR PAUL sings . AVE ! color vini clari , Dulcis potus , non amari , Tua nos inebriari Digneris potentia ! FRIAR CUTHBERT . Not so much noise , my worthy freres , You'll disturb the Abbot at his prayers . FRIAR PAUL sings . O ...
... Friar . FRIAR PAUL sings . AVE ! color vini clari , Dulcis potus , non amari , Tua nos inebriari Digneris potentia ! FRIAR CUTHBERT . Not so much noise , my worthy freres , You'll disturb the Abbot at his prayers . FRIAR PAUL sings . O ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. FRIAR CUTHBERT . I should think your tongue had broken its chain ! FRIAR PAUL sings . Felix venter quem intrabis ! Felix guttur quod rigabis ! Felix os quod tu lavabis ! Et beata labia ! FRIAR CUTHBERT . Peace ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. FRIAR CUTHBERT . I should think your tongue had broken its chain ! FRIAR PAUL sings . Felix venter quem intrabis ! Felix guttur quod rigabis ! Felix os quod tu lavabis ! Et beata labia ! FRIAR CUTHBERT . Peace ...
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... FRIAR CUTHBERT . None of your pale - faced girls for me ! Kisses the girl at his side . FRIAR JOHN . Come , old fellow , drink down to your peg ! But do not drink any farther , I beg ! FRIAR PAUL sings . In the days of gold , The days ...
... FRIAR CUTHBERT . None of your pale - faced girls for me ! Kisses the girl at his side . FRIAR JOHN . Come , old fellow , drink down to your peg ! But do not drink any farther , I beg ! FRIAR PAUL sings . In the days of gold , The days ...
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Page 239 - And even as children, who have much offended A too indulgent father, in great shame, Penitent, and yet not daring unattended To go into his presence, at the gate Speak with their sister, and confiding wait Till she goes in before and intercedes; So men, repenting of their evil deeds, And yet not venturing rashly to draw near With their requests an angry father's ear, Offer to her their prayers and their confession, And she for them in heaven makes intercession. And if our faith had given us nothing...
Page 239 - THE INN AT GENOA. A terrace overlooking the sea. Night. PRINCE HENRY. IT is the sea, it is the sea, In all its vague immensity, Fading and darkening in the distance ! Silent, majestical, and slow, The white ships haunt it to and fro, With all their ghostly sails unfurled, As phantoms from...
Page 9 - Not to be cured, yet not incurable ! The only remedy that remains Is the blood that flows from a maiden's veins, \ Who of her own free will shall die, And give her life as the price of yours...
Page 34 - Rose an odor sweet and fragrant Of the wild-flowers and the vagrant Vines that wandered, Seeking the sunshine, round and round. These he heeded not, but pondered On the volume in his hand, A volume of Saint Augustine, Wherein he read of the unseen Splendors of God's great town In the unknown land, And, with his eyes cast down In humility, he said : " I believe, O God. What herein I have read, But alas ! I do not understand...
Page 289 - With sullen heat, As a storm-cloud lurid with lightning. And a cry of lamentation, Repeated and again repeated, Deep and loud As the reverberation Of cloud answering unto cloud, Swells and rolls away in the distance, As if the sheeted Lightning retreated, Baffled and thwarted by the wind's resistance. It is Lucifer, The son of mystery ; And since God suffers him to be, He, too, is God's minister, And labors for some good By us not understood ! SECOND INTERLUDE MARTIN LUTHER A chamber in the Wartburg.
Page 36 - Fall on the golden flagging of the street. And he would fain Have caught the wondrous bird, But strove in vain ; For it flew away, away, Far over hill and dell, And instead of its sweet singing He heard the convent bell Suddenly in the silence ringing For the service of noonday. And he retraced His pathway homeward sadly and in haste.