Birdofredum Sawin; Esq., To Mr. Hosea Biglow (2) (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I hed it on my min' las' time, when I to write ye started,To tech the leadin' featurs o' my ...
I hed it on my min' las' time, when I to write ye started,To tech the leadin' featurs o' my ...
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
INow Bioern, the son of Heriulf, had ill daysBecause the heart within him seethed with bloodThat would not be allayed ...
At An Extrumpery Caucus In State Street, Reported By Mr. H. BiglowNo? Hez he? He haint, though? Wut? Voted agin ...
I am a man of forty, sirs, a native of East Haddam,And have some reason to surmise that I descend ...
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 ...
How A Student In Search Of The Beautiful Fell Asleep In Dresden Over Herr Professor Doctor Vischer's Wissenschaft Des Schoenen, ...
I, walking the familiar street, While a crammed horse-car jingled through it,Was lifted from my prosy feet And in Arcadia ere I ...
Wait a little: do _we_ not wait?Louis Napoleon is not Fate,Francis Joseph is not Time;There's One hath swifter feet than ...
What man would live coffined with brick and stone, Imprisoned from the healing touch of air, And cramped with selfish landmarks everywhere,When ...
FOR A BELL AT CORNELL UNIVERSITYI call as fly the irrevocable hours, Futile as air or strong as fate to makeYour ...
Here once my step was quickened, Here beckoned the opening door,And welcome thrilled from the threshold To the foot it had known ...
In town I hear, scarce wakened yet, My neighbor's clock behind the wallRecord the day's increasing debt, And _Cuckoo! Cuckoo!_ faintly call.Our ...
Woe worth the hour when it is crime To plead the poor dumb bondman's cause,When all that makes the heart sublime,The ...
Old events have modern meanings; only that survivesOf past history which finds kindred in all hearts and lives.Mahmood once, the ...
The misspelt scrawl, upon the wallBy some Pompeian idler traced,In ashes packed (ironic fact!)Lies eighteen centuries uneffaced,While many a page ...
Unseen Musician, thou art sure to please, For those same notes in happier days I heardPoured by dear hands that long ...
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