long (n.)
long (v.)
long (adv.)
- age
- ages
- big
- enduringly
- interminably
- lank
- large
- miss
- out
- persistently
- protractedly
- unendingly
long (adj.)
- age
- ages
- big
- colossal
- diffuse
- diffusive
- dragging
- drawn-out
- elongate
- elongated
- endless
- extended
- extensive
- fancy
- far-flung
- flatulent
- gangling
- gangly
- giant
- gigantic
- great
- interminable
- itch
- lank
- lanky
- large
- lasting
- leggy
- lengthened
- lengthy
- long-legged
- long-winded
- longish
- miss
- out
- outstretched
- padded
- pine
- prolix
- prolonged
- protracted
- rangy
- sesquipedalian
- statuesque
- sustained
- talkative
- tall
- thirst
- unrelenting
- verbose
- windy
- wish
- wordy
The music in my heart I bore
Long after it was heard no more.
Be the day never so long,
Evermore at last they ring to evensong.
Pleas'd me, long choosing and beginning late.
Three stories high, long, dull, and old,
As great lords' stories often are.
Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky.
The grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail; because man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets.
As one who long in populous city pent,
Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air.
Long is the way
And hard, that out of hell leads up to light.
Unlike my subject now shall be my song;
It shall be witty, and it sha'n't be long.
And thou art long and lank and brown,
As is the ribbed sea-sand.
God save our gracious king!
Long live our noble king!
God save the king!
Now let us sing, Long live the king!
And Gilpin, Long live he!
And when he next doth ride abroad,
May I be there to see!
The King is dead! Long live the King!
Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
Love me litle, love me long.
Love me little, love me long.
You say to me-wards your affection's strong;
Pray love me little, so you love me long.
And the star-spangled banner, oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
As merry as the day is long.
This is the short and the long of it.
That life is long which answers life's great end.
Near the lake where drooped the willow,
Long time ago!
Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault,
The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
And ever against eating cares
Lap me in soft Lydian airs,
Married to immortal verse,
Such as the meeting soul may pierce,
In notes with many a winding bout
Of linked sweetness long drawn out.
Past are three summers since she first beheld
The ocean; all around the child await
Some exclamation of amazement here.
She coldly said, her long-lasht eyes abased,
Is this the mighty ocean? is this all?
That wondrous soul Charoba once possest,—
Capacious, then, as earth or heaven could hold,
Soul discontented with capacity,—
Is gone (I fear) forever. Need I say
She was enchanted by the wicked spells
Of Gebir, whom with lust of power inflamed
The western winds have landed on our coast?
I since have watcht her in lone retreat,
Have heard her sigh and soften out the name.
With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.
And don't confound the language of the nation
With long-tailed words in osity and ation.