Mason And Slidell: A Yankee Idyll (James Russell Lowell Poems)
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
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 ...
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 ...
Dear M---- By way of saving time,I'll do this letter up in rhyme,Whose slim stream through four pages flowsEre one is ...
Ef I a song or two could make Like rockets druv by their own burnin',All leap an' light, to leave a ...
Weak-Winged is Song,Nor aims at that clear-ethered heightWhither the brave deed climbs for lightWe seem to do them wrong,Bringing our ...
When a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth's aching breastRuns a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on ...
I Beneath the trees, My lifelong friends in this dear spot, Sad now for eyes that see them not, I hear the autumnal breezeWake ...
At Carnac in Brittany, close on the bay,They show you a church, or rather the grayRibs of a dead one, ...
Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good ...
Heaven's cup held down to me I drain,The sunshine mounts and spurs my brain;Bathing in grass, with thirsty eyeI suck ...
Wondrous and awful are thy silent halls, O kingdom of the past!There lie the bygone ages in their palls, Guarded by shadows ...
Then Thorstein looked at Hakon, where he sate,Mute as a cloud amid the stormy hall,And said: "O Skald, sing now ...
In a small chamber, friendless and unseen, Toiled o'er his types one poor, unlearned young man;The place was dark, unfurnitured, and ...
What boot your houses and your lands? In spite of close-drawn deed and fence,Like water, twixt your cheated hands,They slip into ...
Woe worth the hour when it is crime To plead the poor dumb bondman's cause,When all that makes the heart sublime,The ...
Men! whose boast it is that yeCome of fathers brave and free;If there breathe on earth a slave,Are ye truly ...
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