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 ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
One after one the stars have risen and set,Sparkling upon the hoarfrost on my chain:The Bear, that prowled all night ...
Entranced I saw a vision in the cloudThat loitered dreaming in yon sunset sky,Full of fair shapes, half creatures of ...
Somewhere in India, upon a time,(Read it not Injah, or you spoil the verse,) There dwelt two saints whose privilege sublimeIt ...
The cordage creaks and rattles in the wind,With whims of sudden hush; the reeling seaNow thumps like solid rock beneath ...
Once git a smell o' musk into a draw,An' it clings hold like precerdents in law;Your gra'ma'am put it there,—when, ...
IMy day began not till the twilight fell,And, lo, in ether from heaven's sweetest well,The New Moon swam divinely isolateIn ...
O days endeared to every Muse,When nobody had any Views,Nor, while the cloudscape of his mindBy every breeze was new ...
IA hundred years! they're quickly fled, With all their joy and sorrow;Their dead leaves shed upon the dead, Their fresh ones sprung ...
Whether my heart hath wiser grown or not,In these three years, since I to thee inscribed,Mine own betrothed, the firstlings ...
When a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth's aching breastRuns a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on ...
Two brothers once, an ill-matched pair,Together dwelt (no matter where),To whom an Uncle Sam, or some one,Had left a house ...
SCENE I.--_Near a castle in Germany._'Twere no hard task, perchance, to win The popular laurel for my song;'Twere only to comply ...
Death never came so nigh to me before,Nor showed me his mild face: oft had I musedOf calm and peace ...
Go! leave me, Priest; my soul would be Alone with the consoler, Death;Far sadder eyes than thine will see This crumbling clay ...
Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good ...
Praisest Law, friend? We, too, love it much as they that love it best;'Tis the deep, august foundation, whereon Peace ...
Written For Mr. Bryant's Seventieth BirthdayOur ship lay tumbling in an angry sea, Her rudder gone, her mainmast o'er the side;Her ...
Once on a time there was a poolFringed all about with flag-leaves coolAnd spotted with cow-lilies garish,Of frogs and pouts ...
Never, surely, was holier manThan Ambrose, since the world began;With diet spare and raiment thinHe shielded himself from the father ...
UNDER A FIGURE SYMBOLIZING THE CHURCHThou wast the fairest of all man-made things;The breath of heaven bore up thy cloudy ...
We, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air,When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we ...
Old events have modern meanings; only that survivesOf past history which finds kindred in all hearts and lives.Mahmood once, the ...
Still thirteen years: 'tis autumn now On field and hill, in heart and brain;The naked trees at evening sough;The leaf to ...
O poet! above all men blest,Take heed that thus thou store them;Love, Hope, and Faith shall ever rest,Sweet birds (upon ...
What countless years and wealth of brain were spentTo bring us hither from our caves and huts,And trace through pathless ...
My Love, I have no fear that thou shouldst die;Albeit I ask no fairer life than this,Whose numbering-clock is still ...
They pass me by like shadows, crowds on crowds,Dim ghosts of men that hover to and fro,Hugging their bodies round ...
THE SAME CONTINUEDThe love of all things springs from love of one;Wider the soul's horizon hourly grows,And over it with ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories