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 ...
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
Entranced I saw a vision in the cloudThat loitered dreaming in yon sunset sky,Full of fair shapes, half creatures of ...
The cordage creaks and rattles in the wind,With whims of sudden hush; the reeling seaNow thumps like solid rock beneath ...
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
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 ...
What know we of the world immenseBeyond the narrow ring of sense?What should we know, who lounge aboutThe house we ...
IAs, flake by flake, the beetling avalanches Build up their imminent crags of noiseless snow,Till some chance thrill the loosened ruin ...
Whether my heart hath wiser grown or not,In these three years, since I to thee inscribed,Mine own betrothed, the firstlings ...
Ye who, passing graves by night,Glance not to the left or right,Lest a spirit should arise,Cold and white, to freeze ...
SOT TO A NUSRY RHYME'Here we stan' on the Constitution, by thunder! It's a fact o' wich ther's bushils o' proofs;Fer ...
I Beneath the trees, My lifelong friends in this dear spot, Sad now for eyes that see them not, I hear the autumnal breezeWake ...
I, walking the familiar street, While a crammed horse-car jingled through it,Was lifted from my prosy feet And in Arcadia ere I ...
I do not come to weep above thy pall, And mourn the dying-out of noble powers,The poet's clearer eye should see, ...
It was past the hour of trysting, But she lingered for him still;Like a child, the eager streamlet Leaped and laughed adown ...
II christened you in happier days, beforeThese gray forebodings on my brow were seen;You are still lovely in your new-leaved ...
What gnarled stretch, what depth of shade, is his! There needs no crown to mark the forest's king;How in his leaves ...
I saw a Sower walking slow Across the earth, from east to west;His hair was white as mountain snow, His head drooped ...
The Bardling came where by a river grewThe pennoned reeds, that, as the west-wind blew,Gleamed and sighed plaintively, as if ...
I.About the oak that framed this chair, of oldThe seasons danced their round; delighted wingsBrought music to its boughs; shy ...
Turbid from London's noise and smoke,Here I find air and quiet too;Air filtered through the beech and oak,Quiet by nothing ...
Like some lorn abbey now, the wood Stands roofless in the bitter air;In ruins on its floor is strewed The carven foliage ...
MAYWhen oaken woods with buds are pink, And new-come birds each morning sing,When fickle May on Summer's brink Pauses, and knows not ...
Shell, whose lips, than mine more cold,Might with Dian's ear make bold,Seek my Lady's; if thou winTo that portal, shut ...
My coachman, in the moonlight there,Looks through the sidelight of the door;I hear him with his brethren swear,As I could ...
MaY is a pious fraud of the almanac.A ghastly parody of real SpringShaped out of snow and breathed with eastern ...
Into the sunshine,Full of the light,Leaping and flashingFrom morn till night!Into the moonlight,Whiter than snow,Waving so flower-likeWhen the winds blow!Into ...
ON READING WORDSWORTH'S SONNETS IN DEFENCE OF CAPITAL PUNISHMENTAs the broad ocean endlessly upheaveth,With the majestic beating of his heart,The ...
Shy soul and stalwart, man of patient willThrough years one hair's-breadth on our Dark to gain,Who, from the stars he ...
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