Fitz Adam’s Story (James Russell Lowell Poems)
The next whose fortune 'twas a tale to tellWas one whom men, before they thought, loved well,And after thinking wondered ...
The next whose fortune 'twas a tale to tellWas one whom men, before they thought, loved well,And after thinking wondered ...
We are the guns, and your masters! Saw ye our flashes ?Heard ye the scream of our shells in the ...
How slowly glide the hours by, the minutes hours seem;Ah! can such misery be real, or is it but a ...
Noon-time and June-time, down around the river! Have to furse with 'Lizey Ann--but lawzy! I fergive her! Drives me off the place, ...
They made the warrior's grave besideThe dashing of his native time:And there was mourning in the glen--The strong wail of ...
There is a noise, and then the crowded herdOf noon-time workers flows into the street.My soul, bewildered and without retreat,Closes ...
White feet half hid in violets, small hands in a burden fair, A burden of Spring's first blossoms she wove ...
Seeking for happiness we must go slowly;The road leads not down avenues of haste;But often gently winds through by ways ...
All essences of sweetness from the white Warm day go up in vapor, when the dark Comes down. Ascends the ...
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
1 I SING the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will ...
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
Time, hurry my Love to me: Haste, haste! Lov'st not good company? Here's but a heart-break sandy waste 'Twixt Now ...
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