Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems

Downward through the evening twilight,
In the days that are forgotten,
In the unremembered ages,
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The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device,
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There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
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"As unto the bow the cord is,
So unto the man is woman;
Though she bends him, she obeys him,
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Blind Bartimeus at the gates
Of Jericho in darkness waits;
He hears the crowd;--he hears a breath
Say, "It is Christ of Nazareth!"
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Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears,
With all the hopes of future years,
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Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
As I gaze upon the sea!
All the old romantic legends,
All my dreams, come back to me.
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I.

Solemnly, mournfully,
Dealing its dole,
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In the ancient town of Bruges,
In the quaint old Flemish city,
As the evening shades descended,
Low and loud and sweetly blended,
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On the shores of Gitche Gumee,
Of the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood Nokomis, the old woman,
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