Extreme Unction (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Go! leave me, Priest; my soul would be Alone with the consoler, Death;Far sadder eyes than thine will see This crumbling clay ...
Go! leave me, Priest; my soul would be Alone with the consoler, Death;Far sadder eyes than thine will see This crumbling clay ...
So noble that he cannot seeHe stands in aught above the rest,But does his greatness easily,And mounts his scaffold with ...
A mighty tempest swept the Nation's courseAnd strong men sank beneath the ruthless blastAnd feared to rise amid the wreck ...
The heirs of cultured ages, we Fashioned an idol for all to see. We all could see or thought we ...
O Mother Earth! upon thy lap Thy weary ones receiving, And o'er them, silent as a dream, Thy grassy mantle ...
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