An Epistle To George William Curtis (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
Each day when the glow of sunset Fades in the western sky, And the wee ones, tired of playing, Go ...
I will not build on yonder mount;And, should you call me to account,Consulting with myself, I findIt was no levity ...
Don Carlos, in a merry spight,Did Stella to his house invite:He entertain'd her half a yearWith generous wines and costly ...
PUT them in print? Make one more dint In the ages' furrowed rock? No, no! Let his name and his verses go. These idle ...
What boot your houses and your lands? In spite of close-drawn deed and fence,Like water, twixt your cheated hands,They slip into ...
They would have spared life to any of their English prisoners who should consent to profess Mahometanism, by repeating the ...
You have the grit and the guts, I know; You are ready to answer blow for blow You are virile, ...
I'm a helpless cripple child, Gentle Christians, pity me; Once, in rosy health I smiled, Blithe and gay as you ...
I'm a helpless cripple child, Gentle Christians, pity me; Once, in rosy health I smiled, Blithe and gay as you ...
You have the grit and the guts, I know; You are ready to answer blow for blow You are virile, ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
"Gather around me, children dear; The wind is high and the night is cold; Closer, little ones, snuggle near; Let's ...
Her little head just topped the window-sill; She even mounted on a stool, maybe; She pressed against the pane, as ...
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