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 ...
Entranced I saw a vision in the cloudThat loitered dreaming in yon sunset sky,Full of fair shapes, half creatures of ...
Hence, vain deluding Joys,The brood of Folly without father bred!How little you bestedOr fill the fixed mind with all your ...
Gloriana's EnglandFORTH sped thy gallant sailors, blithe and free,Fearing nor foeman's hate, nor iron clime,Nor Lima's flame, nor Plata's fever-slime,So ...
THE pine-trees lift their dark bewildered eyes--Or so I deem--up to the clouded skies;No breeze, no faintest breeze, is heard ...
FLYING from out the gusty west,To seek the place where last year's nest,Ragged, and torn by many a routOf winter ...
COME join hand in hand brave Americans all,And rouse your bold hearts at fair Liberty's call;No tyrannous acts shall suppress ...
OVER hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander everywhere, Swifter than the moone's sphere; And ...
By all the deeds to Thy dear glory done,By all the life blood spilt to serve Thy need,By all the ...
Accursed the man, whom Fate ordains, in spite,And cruel parents teach, to read and write!What need of letters? wherefore should ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
The Restauration.ARGUMENT. Laetior una Dies, JESU, tua Sacra Canenti; Qu?m sine Te, melicis Secula mille Lyris. Ut paveam Scelus omne, ...
By all the deeds to Thy dear glory done, By all the life blood spilt to serve Thy need, By ...
O YE elect of sorrow and of love, Who bear for others' weal a double strain, And share the surplus ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire! I do wander everywhere, ...
There were faces to remember in the Valley of the Shadow, There were faces unregarded, there were faces to forget; ...
Hence, vain deluding Joys, ............The brood of Folly without father bred! How little you bested ............Or fill the fixed mind ...
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