Mason And Slidell: A Yankee Idyll (James Russell Lowell Poems)
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
Now come: I will untangle for thy stepsNow by what motions the begetting bodiesOf the world-stuff beget the varied world,And ...
Now come: I will untangle for thy stepsNow by what motions the begetting bodiesOf the world-stuff beget the varied world,And ...
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
He saved his soul and saved his pork, With old time preservation;He did not hold with creosote, Or new plans of salvation;He ...
Sit on the bed. I'm blind, and three parts shell.Be careful; can't shake hands now; never shall.Both arms have mutinied ...
Awake, arise, the hour is come,For rows and revolutions;There's no receipt like pike and drumFor crazy constitutions.Close, close the shop! ...
1People who have no children can be hard:Attain a mail of ice and insolence:Need not pause in the fire, and ...
THE flowers are at their Bacchanals Among the lusty green;Wild Orchis and Narcissus waltz With Marguerite for queen.Birds join in glees and ...
_For Soldiers lost in Ocean Transports_When, after storms that woodlands rue, To valleys comes atoning dawn,The robins blithe their orchard-sports renew; And ...
Nodding, nodding 'pon thy stem,Thou bloom o' morn; nodding, noddingTo the bees, asearch o' honey's sweet.Wilt thou to droop, and ...
The earth smells dank, the weeds grow rank, The cold ...
I Brag, sweet tenor bull, descant on Rawthey's madrigal, each pebble its part for the fells' late spring. Dance tiptoe, ...
The little Man, and tiny Maid,Who love the Fairies in the glade,Who see them in the tangled grassThe Gnomes and ...
FIVE mites of monads dwelt in a round drop That twinkled on a leaf by a pool in the sun. ...
Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrel— Faint iambics that the ...
Here much and little shift and change,With scale of need and time;There more and less have meanings strange,Which the world ...
My parents bow, and lead them forth,For all the crowd to see—Ah well! the people might not careTo cheer a ...
(Being the philosophy of many Soldiers.) Sit on the bed; I'm blind, and three parts shell, Be careful; can't shake ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrel-- Faint iambics that the ...
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