Snow flakes.

More poems by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

• Paul Revere's Ride

  Listen my children and you shall hear:
  Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
  On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; …

• The Wreck of the Hesperus

  It was the schooner Hesperus
  That sailed the wintry sea;
  And the skipper had taken his little daughter, …

• A Psalm of Life

  Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
  Life is but an empty dream!—
  For the soul is dead that slumbers, …

• The Children's Hour

  Between the dark and the daylight,
  When the night is beginning to lower,
  Comes a pause in the day’s occupations, …

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