Under The Old Elm (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Poem Read At Cambridge On The Hundredth Anniversary Of Washington's Taking Command Of The American ArmyIWords pass as wind, but ...
Poem Read At Cambridge On The Hundredth Anniversary Of Washington's Taking Command Of The American ArmyIWords pass as wind, but ...
I am a man of forty, sirs, a native of East Haddam,And have some reason to surmise that I descend ...
For the sake of guilty conscience, and the heart that ticks thetimeOf the clockworks of my nature, I desire to ...
JANE.Harry! I'm tired of playing. We'll draw roundThe fire, and Grandmamma perhaps will tell usOne of her stories.HARRY.Aye--dear Grandmamma!A pretty ...
Spring!And her hidden bugles up the street.Spring -- and the sweetLaughter of winds at the crossing;Laughter of birds and a ...
At this hour the soul floats weightlesslythrough the city streets, speechless and invisible,astonished by the smoky blend of grays and ...
Soldier and statesman, rarest unison;High-poised example of great duties doneSimply as breathing, a world's honors wornAs life's indifferent gifts to ...
The moon I'm stuck looking up atstares back, vaguely baffled. Treeskeep their branches of anguished expectancy intactwith their tops hushed ...
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
MORNINGThe breeze awakes with morn's first ray,Like childhood roused from sleep to play;The sunshine, like a fairy sprite,Comes to undo ...
(A Memory of August, 1883)I STOOD in the ghastly gleaming night by the swollen, sullen flowOf the dreadful river that ...
One sunny day, in the early spring, Before a bluebird dared to sing, Cloaked and furred as in ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
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