On The Death Of A Friend’s Child (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Death never came so nigh to me before,Nor showed me his mild face: oft had I musedOf calm and peace ...
Death never came so nigh to me before,Nor showed me his mild face: oft had I musedOf calm and peace ...
A FRAGMENTA legend that grew in the forest's hushSlowly as tear-drops gather and gush,When a word some poet chanced to ...
At Carnac in Brittany, close on the bay,They show you a church, or rather the grayRibs of a dead one, ...
I, walking the familiar street, While a crammed horse-car jingled through it,Was lifted from my prosy feet And in Arcadia ere I ...
The dandelions and buttercupsGild all the lawn; the drowsy beeStumbles among the clover-tops,And summer sweetens all but me:Away, unfruitful lore ...
Go! leave me, Priest; my soul would be Alone with the consoler, Death;Far sadder eyes than thine will see This crumbling clay ...
The world turns mild; democracy, they say,Rounds the sharp knobs of character away,And no great harm, unless at grave expenseOf ...
I do not come to weep above thy pall, And mourn the dying-out of noble powers,The poet's clearer eye should see, ...
Praisest Law, friend? We, too, love it much as they that love it best;'Tis the deep, august foundation, whereon Peace ...
Heaven's cup held down to me I drain,The sunshine mounts and spurs my brain;Bathing in grass, with thirsty eyeI suck ...
IAt twenty we fancied the blest Middle Ages A spirited cross of romantic and grand,All templars and minstrels and ladies and ...
Never, surely, was holier manThan Ambrose, since the world began;With diet spare and raiment thinHe shielded himself from the father ...
What man would live coffined with brick and stone, Imprisoned from the healing touch of air, And cramped with selfish landmarks everywhere,When ...
What Nature makes in any moodTo me is warranted for good,Though long before I learned to seeShe did not set ...
Men say the sullen instrument, That, from the Master's bow, With pangs of joy or woe,Feels music's soul through every fibre sent, Whispers ...
With what odorous woods and spicesSpared for royal sacrifices,With what costly gums seld-seen,Hoarded to embalm a queen,With what frankincense and ...
II christened you in happier days, beforeThese gray forebodings on my brow were seen;You are still lovely in your new-leaved ...
I went to seek for Christ, And Nature seemed so fairThat first the woods and fields my youth enticed, And I was ...
How struggles with the tempest's swellsThat warning of tumultuous bells!The fire is loose! and frantic knells Throb fast and faster,As tower ...
Don't believe in the Flying Dutchman? I've known the fellow for years;My button I've wrenched from his clutch, man: I shudder whenever ...
ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPEThe pipe came safe, and welcome too,As anything must be from you;A meerschaum pure, ...
Here once my step was quickened, Here beckoned the opening door,And welcome thrilled from the threshold To the foot it had known ...
Ere pales in Heaven the morning star, A bird, the loneliest of its kind,Hears Dawn's faint footfall from afar While all its ...
How strange are the freaks of memory! The lessons of life we forget,While a trifle, a trick of color, In the wonderful ...
WHO HAD SENT ME A SEVEN-POUND TROUTFit for an Abbot of Theleme, For the whole Cardinals' College, orThe Pope himself to ...
Hushed with broad sunlight lies the hill, And, minuting the long day's loss,The cedar's shadow, slow and still, Creeps o'er its dial ...
My name is Water: I have sped Through strange, dark ways, untried before,By pure desire of friendship led, Cochituate's ambassador;He sends four ...
Not as all other women areIs she that to my soul is dear;Her glorious fancies come from far,Beneath the silver ...
I treasure in secret some long, fine hair Of tenderest brown, but so inwardly goldenI half used to fancy the sunshine ...
The Bardling came where by a river grewThe pennoned reeds, that, as the west-wind blew,Gleamed and sighed plaintively, as if ...
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