In The Half-Way House (James Russell Lowell Poems)
IAt twenty we fancied the blest Middle Ages A spirited cross of romantic and grand,All templars and minstrels and ladies and ...
IAt twenty we fancied the blest Middle Ages A spirited cross of romantic and grand,All templars and minstrels and ladies and ...
Beautiful as the flying legend of some leopardShe had not chosen yet her captain, nor PrinceDepositary to her flesh, and ...
ON a steep hillside, to all airs that blow,Open, and open to the varying sky,Our cottage homestead, smiling tranquilly,Catches morn's ...
WHO is the Poet? He who sings Of high, abstruse, and hidden things,-- Or rather he who with a liberal ...
The little song-sparrow is gone And the summer is nearly ended, The rill of his song was a ...
My brother, my Valerius, dearest headOf all whose crowning bay-leaves crown their motherRome, in the notes first heard of thine ...
To be an ape in little of the mountain-making mother Like swarthy Cheops, but my own hands For only slaves, ...
My brother, my Valerius, dearest head Of all whose crowning bay-leaves crown their mother Rome, in the notes first heard ...
1856 Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass, Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells, And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan ...
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