Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (27 February 1807 – 24 March 1882 / Portland, Maine)
Poems of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
|63.||Columbus. (A Translation From Schiller)||3/30/2010|
|64.||Consolation. (To M. Duperrier, Gentleman Of Aix In Provence, On The Death Of His Daughter)||3/30/2010|
|65.||Coplas De Manrique (From The Spanish)||3/30/2010|
|66.||Courtship of Miles Standish, The||12/31/2002|
|69.||Day is Done, The||12/31/2002|
|70.||Daybreak. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)||3/30/2010|
|71.||Daylight and Moonlight||1/3/2003|
|72.||Death Of Archbishop Turpin. (From The French)||3/30/2010|
|73.||Death Of Kwasind, The||12/31/2002|
|74.||Delia. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)||3/30/2010|
|75.||Dirge Over A Nameless Grave||3/30/2010|
|76.||Discoverer Of The North Cape. A Leaf From King Alfred's Orosius. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)||3/30/2010|
|79.||Earlier Poems : An April Day||3/30/2010|
|80.||Earlier Poems : Autumn||3/30/2010|
The Belfrey of Bruges
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfrey old and brown;
Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er the town.
As the summer morn was breaking, on that lofty tower I stood,
And the world through off the darkness, like the weeds of widowhood.
Thick with towns and hamlets studded, and with streams and vapors gray,
Like a shield embossed with silver, round and vast the landscape lay.