Heartsease And Rue: Friendship (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
HENRY,AGED EIGHT YEARS.Yellow leaves, how fast they flutter—woodland hollows thickly strewing, Where the wan October sunbeams scantly in the mid-day win,While ...
THE scene is the Southern Hemisphere;The time - oh, any time of the yearWill do as well as another; say ...
All man's acts,Serious or trivial, all man's thoughts perchancePass not unmarked of angel eye, or God's.We know in daytime there ...
L. M. C.We sat together, last May-day, and talkedOf the dear friends who walkedBeside us, sharers of the hopes and ...
Why this hurrying to and fro, Why all this strange commotion?The good ship Briton rolls and sways Upon a stormy ocean.Oh! where ...
Some friends I had, they numbered three —Tom, Lee and Ben; staunch friends were we.O, life was sweet and life ...
I Secret was the garden; Set i' the pathless awe Where no star its breath can draw. ...
Wherein he excuseth himself for the manner of the Portrait.Alas! now wilt thou chide, and say (I deem),My figured descant ...
O earth, sufficing all our needs, O you With room for body and for spirit too, How patient while your children vex their souls Devising alien heavens beyond your blue! Dear dwelling of the immortal and unseen, How obstinate in my blindness have I been, Not comprehending what your tender calls, Veiled promises and reassurance, mean. Not far and cold the way that they have gone Who through your sundering darkness have withdrawn; Almost within our hand-reach they remain Who pass beyond the sequence of the dawn. Not far and strange the Heaven, but very near, Your children's hearts unknowingly hold dear. At times we almost catch the door swung wide. An unforgotten voice almost we hear. I am the heir of Heaven — and you are just. You, you alone I know — and you I trust. I have sought God beyond His farthest star — But here I find Him, in your quickening dust.(Charles G. D. Roberts)
NO word of pity, if the storm should beat, Need any voice bestow which calls you dear; You will not ...
Oh, glorious are the guarded heights Where guardian souls abide-- Self-exiled from our gross delights-- Above, beyond, outside: An ampler ...
1901 Not in the camp his victory lies Or triumph in the market-place, Who is his Nation's sacrifice To turn ...
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
Delight's Despair at setting Is that Delight is less Than the sufficing Longing That so impoverish. Enchantment's Perihelion Mistaken oft ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
Why do you strive for greatness, fool? Go pluck a bough and wear it. It is as sufficing. My Lord, ...
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
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