The Occultation of Orion
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Afternoon in February
An April Day
The Arrow and the Song
The Arsenal at Springfield
Autumn
Autumn Within
The Beleaguered City
The Belfry of Bruges
Birds Of Passage
Blind Bartimeus
The Bridge
Burial of the Minnisink
Carillon
Changed
Children
The Children's Hour
The Courtship of Miles Standish
Curfew
Dante
Day is Done
Drinking Song
Endymion
Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie
The Evening Star
Excelsior
Fata Morgana
Flowers
Footsteps of Angels
A Gleam of Sunshine
Goblet of Life
God's Acre
The Good Part, That Shall Not be Taken Away
Hymn of the Moravian Nuns of Bethlehem at the Consecration of Pulaski's Banner
Hymn to the Night
It Is Not Always May
L'Envoi
The Ladder of St. Augustine
The Light of Stars
Loss And Gain
Maidenhood
Mezzo Cammin
Midnight Mass for the Dying Year
My Lost Youth
Nature
The Norman Baron
Nuremburg
The Occultation of Orion
The Old Clock on the Stairs
Paul Revere's Ride
A Psalm of Life
The Quadroon Girl
Rain in Summer
The Rainy Day
The Reaper and the Flowers
The Republic
The Skeleton in Armor
The Slave In the Dismal Swamp
The Slave Singing at Midnight
The Slave's Dream
Snow-Flakes
The Song of Hiawatha
The Sound Of The Sea
Spirit of Poetry
St. John's, Cambridge
Sunrise on the Hills
The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls
To a Child
To an Old Danish Song-Book
To the Driving Cloud
To the River Charles
To William E. Channing
Village Blacksmith
Voices Of the Night
Walter Von Der Vogel Weid
The Warning
The Witnesses
Woods in Winter
Wreck of the Hesperus
I saw, as in a dream sublime, The balance in the hand of Time. O'er East and West its beam impended; And day, with all its hours of light, Was slowly sinking out of sight, While, opposite, the scale of night Silently with the stars ascended. Like the astrologers of eld, In that bright vision I beheld Greater and deeper mysteries. I saw, with its celestial keys, Its chords of air, its frets of fire, The Samian's great Aeolian lyre, Rising through all its sevenfold bars, From earth unto the fixed stars. And through the dewy atmosphere, Not only could I see, but hear, Its wondrous and harmonious strings, In sweet vibration, sphere by sphere, From Dian's circle light and near, Onward to vaster and wider rings. Where, chanting through his beard of snows, Majestic, mournful, Saturn goes, And down the sunless realms of space Reverberates the thunder of his bass. Beneath the sky's triumphal arch This music sounded like a march, And with its chorus seemed to be Preluding some great tragedy. Sirius was rising in the east; And, slow ascending one by one, The kindling constellations shone. Begirt with many a blazing star, Stood the great giant Algebar, Orion, hunter of the beast! His sword hung gleaming by his side, And, on his arm, the lion's hide Scattered across the midnight air The golden radiance of its hair. The moon was pallid, but not faint; And beautiful as some fair saint, Serenely moving on her way In hours of trial and dismay. As if she heard the voice of God, Unharmed with naked feet she trod Upon the hot and burning stars, As on the glowing coals and bars, That were to prove her strength, and try Her holiness and her purity. Thus moving on, with silent pace, And triumph in her sweet, pale face, She reached the station of Orion. Aghast he stood in strange alarm! And suddenly from his outstretched arm Down fell the red skin of the lion Into the river at his feet. His mighty club no longer beat The forehead of the bull; but he Reeled as of yore beside the sea, When, blinded by Oenopion, He sought the blacksmith at his forge, And, climbing up the mountain gorge, Fixed his blank eyes upon the sun. Then, through the silence overhead, An angel with a trumpet said, "Forevermore, forevermore, The reign of violence is o'er!" And, like an instrument that flings Its music on another's strings, The trumpet of the angel cast Upon the heavenly lyre its blast, And on from sphere to sphere the words Re-echoed down the burning chords,-- "Forevermore, forevermore, The reign of violence is o'er!"