At The Burns Centennial (James Russell Lowell Poems)
IA hundred years! they're quickly fled, With all their joy and sorrow;Their dead leaves shed upon the dead, Their fresh ones sprung ...
IA hundred years! they're quickly fled, With all their joy and sorrow;Their dead leaves shed upon the dead, Their fresh ones sprung ...
What of the years of Englishmen? What have they brought of growth and graceSince mud-built London by its fen Became the Briton's ...
(To F. H.)In pale green twilight lands Under the seaHer rainbow palace stands, Irised and opaline; Agate and almondine,Corals and pearly shellsSwept from ...
Whose counted smile of hours and days, supposeI know as spectrum of the sea and pledgeVastly now parting gulf on ...
You would not take my hand. The dawn glow Made the world alter. At that moment your brother called to ...
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