Ode Recited At The Harvard Commemoratio (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Weak-Winged is Song,Nor aims at that clear-ethered heightWhither the brave deed climbs for lightWe seem to do them wrong,Bringing our ...
Weak-Winged is Song,Nor aims at that clear-ethered heightWhither the brave deed climbs for lightWe seem to do them wrong,Bringing our ...
What of the years of Englishmen? What have they brought of growth and graceSince mud-built London by its fen Became the Briton's ...
How vain are mortal man's endeavours? (Said, at dame Elleot's, master Travers) Good Orleans dead! in truth 'tis hard: Oh! may all statesmen ...
Thou happy, happy elf!(But stop,-first let me kiss away that tear-)Thou tiny image of myself!(My love, he's poking peas into ...
Oh! not the unreasoning God for me,Foreseeing, knowing allThat in the wondrous world he madeHis creatures should befall.Created them with ...
"For ever with the Lord!"Amen, so let it be;Life from the dead is in that word,'Tis immortality.Here in the body ...
Was it not a great end?Wrote your Philip, with a storyOf a great deed, a great death--Not foreseeing his own ...
May 28th, 1879Joy to Ierne, joy,This day a deathless crown is won,Her child of song, her glorious son,Her minstrel boyAttains ...
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer,Double-visaged stand the mountains in imperial multitudes,And with shadows dappled men sing ...
Lady of the seven sorrows which are love, What sacrificial way First led your feet to, those remoter heights Which, ...
1810As who, while erst the Achaians wall'd the shore, Stood Atlas-like before,A granite face against the Trojan sea Of foes ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its towerTicks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour:At the deep sudden ...
When peevish flaws his soul have stirredTo fretful tears for crossed desires,Obedient to his mother's wordMy child to banishment retires.As ...
PLOUGH with thy strong arm the difficult furrow;Sow the grain, not in vain, crops it shall yield thee;Plant in thy ...
The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep, And round the pebbly beaches far and wide I heard the first ...
Oh, little did the Wolf-Child care-- When first he planned his home, What City should arise and bear The weight ...
Why did you give no hint that night That quickly after the morrow's dawn, And calmly, as if indifferent quite, ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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