On Hearing A Sonata Of Beethoven’s Played In The Next Room (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Unseen Musician, thou art sure to please, For those same notes in happier days I heardPoured by dear hands that long ...
Unseen Musician, thou art sure to please, For those same notes in happier days I heardPoured by dear hands that long ...
BEYOND the violet rays we do not knowWhat colours lie, what fields of light abound,Or what undreamed effulgence may surroundOur ...
Men who dare mighty deeds with dauntless will,Oft meet defeat,-not glorious victory;But the uplifting souls to undreamed heights,May not of ...
Part 1. St. Mark's hushed abbey heardThrough prayers a roar and din;A brawling voice did shout, "Knave shaveling, let me ...
ACT V.SCENE I. A Room in Susskind's House. LIEBHAID, CLAIRE, REUBEN.LIEBHAID.The air hangs sultry as in mid-July.Look forth, Claire; moves ...
I.Master and Sage, greetings and health to thee,From thy most meek disciple! Deign once moreEndure me at thy feet, enlighten ...
I.Hark, the rain is on my roof!Every murmur, through the dark,Stings me with a dull reproofLike a half-extinguished spark.Me! ah ...
WILD winged thing, O brought I know not whence To beat your life out in my life's low cage; You ...
The world has crowned a thousand kings:But destiny has keptHer weightiest hour of kingly powerTo offer England's son.The rising bell ...
It seemed corrival of the world's great prime,Made to un-edge the scythe of Time,And last with stateliest rhyme.No tender Dryad ...
Is it a will-o'-the-wisp, or is dawn breaking, That our horizon wears so strange a hue? Is it but ...
The darkness draws me, kindly angels weep Forlorn beyond receding rings of light, The torrents of the earth's desires sweep ...
How small a thing am I, of no repute, Whirled in the ...
We shall thank our God for gracesThat we've never known before;We shall look on manlier facesWhen our troubled days are ...
If all the end of this continuous strivingWere simply to attain,How poor would seem the planning and contrivingThe endless urging ...
So humble things Thou hast borne for us, O God,Left'st Thou a path of lowliness untrod?Yes, one, till now; another ...
Never any more, While I live, Need I hope to see his face As before. Once his love grown chill, ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
If all the end of this continuous striving Were simply to attain, How poor would seem the planning and contriving ...
Two brothers, Oakes and Oliver, Two gentle men as ever were, Would roam no longer, but abide In Linndale, where ...
The first time I drank gin I thought it must be hair tonic. My brother swiped the bottle from a ...
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