Fragments Of An Unfinished Poem (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I am a man of forty, sirs, a native of East Haddam,And have some reason to surmise that I descend ...
I am a man of forty, sirs, a native of East Haddam,And have some reason to surmise that I descend ...
I SPEAK with a proud tongue of the people who were And the people who are, The worthy of Ardara, the Rosses ...
The seaWas even as a little child that sleepsAnd keepsAll night its great unconsciousness of day.No sprayFlashed when the wave ...
Swept from his fleet upon that fatal night When great Poseidon's sudden-veering wrath Scattered the happy homeward-floating Greeks Like foam-flakes ...
RESTLESS is the present night, Fearfully it seems to shiver, No wind there is and yet Strangely the leaves quiver. ...
ALONG nerve and sinew doth old-age creep And it is time for sleep ; Not the deep dead sleep of ...
my jerusalem my newfoundland juicy as redcurrants with their sweet tang taste my desire my holy requirement caught in a ...
I've watched the Seasons passing slow, so slow, In the fields between La Bass?e and Bethune; Primroses and the first ...
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