An Oriental Apologue (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Somewhere in India, upon a time,(Read it not Injah, or you spoil the verse,) There dwelt two saints whose privilege sublimeIt ...
Somewhere in India, upon a time,(Read it not Injah, or you spoil the verse,) There dwelt two saints whose privilege sublimeIt ...
Season of darkness and contracted day, Inclement Winter, whose approaching foot Treads on the heel of Autumn, pause; nor strew With thy rude ...
Content.See Discontent.Let the rich Miser gather golden Gain,And live the large Possessor of the Plain:Whom Fears perpetual scare with neighb'ring ...
This time our boat passing too nigh the land,The whirling stream did make her run on sand;Aluif, we cry'd, but ...
Argument:The Queen of Hearts,She made some tartsAll on a summer's day;The Knave of Hearts,He stole those tartsAnd carried them away!The ...
We are the guns, and your masters! Saw ye our flashes ?Heard ye the scream of our shells in the ...
Enchantress! whose transcendant pow'rs, With ease, the massy fabric raise;-- Beneath whose sway the tempest low'rs, Or lucid stream meaend'ring plays;-- Accept the tribute ...
We had a city also. Hand in handWandered happy as travellers our own land.Murmured in turn the hearsay of each ...
HOW does the water come down at Lodore?Here it comes sparkling,And there it lies darkling;Here smoking and frothing,Its tumult and ...
Let no presuming impious railer taxCreative wisdom, as if aught was form'dIn vain, or not for admirable ends.Shall little haughty ...
Republicans! the time is coming!Listen to the distant drumming!Hearken to the whispers humming In the troubled atmosphere.Ye are born to do ...
Like a great rock which looming o'er the deepCasts his eternal shadow on the strands,And veiled in cloud inexorably stands,While ...
"Standing between the sun and moon preservesA certain secrecy. Or seems to keepSomething inviolate if only thatHis father was an ...
prologueWho shall tell the storyAs it was?Write it with the heart's blood?(Pale ink, alas!)Speak it with the soul's lips,Or be ...
'TIS dark, and I fancy A ring at the bell,-- My heart leapeth up With a throb and a swell; ...
Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make, Of all that strong divineness which I know For thine and thee, ...
O rose beyond the reach of time and of the senses O kiss enveloped in the scarves of all the ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
AMONG the heathy hills and ragged woods The roaring Fyers pours his mossy floods; Till full he dashes on the ...
Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make, Of all that strong divineness which I know For thine and thee, ...
LONG, too long, O land, Traveling roads all even and peaceful, you learn'd from joys and prosperity only; But now, ...
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