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Putnam's Monthly - Page 587
1855
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The Song of Hiawatha

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 344 lehte
...Larch-Tree, Closely sewed the bark together, Bound it closely to the framework. " Give me of your balm, O Fir-Tree ! Of your balsam and your resin, So to...not enter, That the river may not wet me ! " And the Fir- Tree, tall and sombre, Sobbed through all its robes of darkness, Rattled like a shore with pebbles,...
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The Song of Hiawatha

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 346 lehte
...roots, O Tamarack ! Of your -fibrous roots, O Larch-Tree! My canoe to bind together, So to bind the ends together That the water may not enter, That the river may not wet me ! " And the Larch, with all its fibres, Shivered in the air of morning, Touched his forehead with its tassels,...
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Putnam's Magazine: Original Papers on Literature, Science, Art ..., 6. köide

1855 - 714 lehte
...larch-tree, Closely sewed the bark together, Bound it closely to the framework. '•Give me of your balm, O Fir-Tree! Of your balsam and your resin, So to close the s«am<' together That the water may not enter, That the river may not wet me !" And the fir-tree, tall...
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The Poetical Works of Henry W[adsworth] Longfellow, 2. köide

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 346 lehte
...Larch-Tree , Closely sewed the bark together, Bound it closely to the framework. " Give me of your balm , O Fir-Tree ! Of your balsam and your resin , So to close the seams together That the water may not entet , That the river may not wet me | " And the Fir-Tree, tall and sombre, Sobbed through all its...
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The Christian Remembrancer, 31. köide

1856 - 538 lehte
...I shaped them, Of your fibrous roots, O LarchTree ! My canoe to bind together, So to bind the ends together That the water may not enter, That the river may not wet me ! " And the Larch, with all its fibres, Shivered in the air of morning, Touched his forehead with its tassels,...
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The New Monthly Magazine, 106. köide

1856 - 522 lehte
...Hiawatha killed his first roebuck, when " like a wasp it buzzed and stung him ;" the Fir- Tree that, tall and sombre, " sobbed through all its robes of darkness, rattled like a shore with pebbles ;" the squirrel sitting on the bows of the canoe, with tail erected, while "in his fur the breeze of...
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Mercersburg Quarterly Review, 8. köide

1856 - 670 lehte
...strong and pliant branches, My canoe to make more steady, Make more strong and firm beneath me."— " That the water may not enter, That the river may not wet me." Thus far the verse of the two poems — rhymeless trochaic dimeter with Oriental repetitions — is...
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A Third Class Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, for the Use ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1857 - 242 lehte
...sewed the bark together, . Bound it closely to the framework. " Give me of your balm, O Fir Tree ! Of your balsam and your resin, So to close the seams...not enter, That the river may not wet me ! " And the Fir Tree, tall and sombre, Sobbed through all its robes of darkness, Rattled like a shore with pebbles,...
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The Song of Hiawatha

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1857 - 324 lehte
...Closely sewed the bark together, Bound it closely to the framework. " Give me of your balm, O Fir- Tree ! Of your balsam and your resin, So to close the seams...not enter, That the river may not wet me ! " And the Fir- Tree, tall and sombre, Sobbed through all its robes of darkness, Rattled like a shore with pebbles,...
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A Third Class Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, for the Use ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - 240 lehte
...together. " Give me of your roots, O Tamarack ! Of your fibrous roots, O Larch Tree ! My canoe to bind together, That the water may not enter, That the river may not wet me." And the Larch, with all its fibres, Shivered in the air of morning, Touched his forehead with its tassels,...
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