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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Генри Уодсворт Лонгфелло)


Shakespeare


A vision as of crowded city streets,
  With human life in endless overflow;
  Thunder of thoroughfares; trumpets that blow
  To battle; clamor, in obscure retreats,
Of sailors landed from their anchored fleets;
  Tolling of bells in turrets, and below
  Voices of children, and bright flowers that throw
  O'er garden-walls their intermingled sweets!
This vision comes to me when I unfold
  The volume of the Poet paramount,
  Whom all the Muses loved, not one alone;--
Into his hands they put the lyre of gold,
  And, crowned with sacred laurel at their fount,
  Placed him as Musagetes on their throne.



Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's other poems:
  1. Haunted Houses
  2. From my Arm-Chair
  3. Boston
  4. Auf Wiedersehen
  5. Lover's Rock


Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Matthew Arnold (Мэтью Арнольд) Shakespeare ("Others abide our question. Thou art free")
  • Thomas Gent (Томас Гент) Shakespeare ("While o'er this pageant of sublunar things")

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