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 ...
I don't much s'pose, hows'ever I should plen it,I could git boosted into th' House or Sennit,--Nut while the twolegged ...
I hed it on my min' las' time, when I to write ye started,To tech the leadin' featurs o' my ...
It's some consid'ble of a spell sence I hain't writ no letters,An' ther' 's gret changes hez took place in ...
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 ...
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 ...
INow Bioern, the son of Heriulf, had ill daysBecause the heart within him seethed with bloodThat would not be allayed ...
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 ...
What visionary tints the year puts on,When failing leaves falter through motionless airOr numbly cling and shiver to be gone!How ...
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 ...
Dear M---- By way of saving time,I'll do this letter up in rhyme,Whose slim stream through four pages flowsEre one is ...
DEAR SIR,--Your letter come to han' Requestin' me to please be funny;But I ain't made upon a plan Thet knows wut's comin', ...
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 ...
Two brothers once, an ill-matched pair,Together dwelt (no matter where),To whom an Uncle Sam, or some one,Had left a house ...
TO J F HNine years have slipt like hour-glass sandFrom life's still-emptying globe away,Since last, dear friend, I clasped your ...
ISome sort of heart I know is hers,-- I chanced to feel her pulse one night;A brain she has that never ...
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, ...
O Land of Promise! from what Pisgah's height Can I behold thy stretch of peaceful bowers,Thy golden harvests flowing out of ...
Go! leave me, Priest; my soul would be Alone with the consoler, Death;Far sadder eyes than thine will see This crumbling clay ...
Thou look'dst on me all yesternight,Thine eyes were blue, thy hair was brightAs when we murmured our troth-plightBeneath the thick ...
God makes sech nights, all white an' stillFur 'z you can look or listen,Moonshine an' snow on field an' hill,All ...
It mounts athwart the windy hill Through sallow slopes of upland bare,And Fancy climbs with foot-fall still Its narrowing curves that end ...
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