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 ...
THIS is our place of meeting; oppositeThat towered and pillared building: look at it;King's Chapel in the Second George's day,Rebellion ...
Runs falls rises stumbles on from darkness into darknessand the darkness thicketed with shapes of terrorand the hunters pursuing and ...
Forty Years AfterCOMRADE, yet a little further I would go before the nightCloses round and chills in darkness all the ...
I won the prize essay at school Here in the village, And published a novel before I was twenty-five. I ...
Runs falls rises stumbles on from darkness into darkness and the darkness thicketed with shapes of terror and the hunters ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind ...
"God said I am tired of kings." -- EMERSON God said, "I am tired of kings,"-- But that was a ...
I won the prize essay at school Here in the village, And published a novel before I was twenty-five. I ...
The whole world on a raft! A King is here, The record of his grandeur but a smear. Is it ...
At midnight, death's and truth's unlocking time, When far within the spirit's hearing rolls The great soft rumble of the ...
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