Ode To France (James Russell Lowell Poems)
IAs, flake by flake, the beetling avalanches Build up their imminent crags of noiseless snow,Till some chance thrill the loosened ruin ...
IAs, flake by flake, the beetling avalanches Build up their imminent crags of noiseless snow,Till some chance thrill the loosened ruin ...
O vale of visionary rest!-Hushed as the grave it liesWith heaving banks of tenderest greenYet brightly, happily serene,As cloud-vale of ...
The water, see it, leaps from the mountain's high brow, Like a roll of smooth silver, and laughingly nowSee, it skips, ...
Ye soft sighing zephyrs through foliage and vine! Ye echoing moans from the footsteps of time! Break not on the silence, unless ...
Although she quarreleth with me, by word of mouth-that dear one;Yet in her heart, that dear one entertaineth much kindness ...
Love is an odour from the heavenly bowers Which stirs our senses tenderly, and brings Dreams which are shadows of diviner things,Beyond ...
WITHIN the deep-blue eyes of Heaven a hazeOf saddened passion dims their tender light,For that her fair queen-child, the Summer ...
High headlands all jealously hide thee, O fairest of sea-girdled towns! Thine Ocean-spouse smileth beside thee, While each ...
At whiles (yea oftentimes) I muse overThe quality of anguish that is mineThrough Love: then pity makes my voice to ...
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