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 ...
Poem Read At Cambridge On The Hundredth Anniversary Of Washington's Taking Command Of The American ArmyIWords pass as wind, but ...
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
One after one the stars have risen and set,Sparkling upon the hoarfrost on my chain:The Bear, that prowled all night ...
The cordage creaks and rattles in the wind,With whims of sudden hush; the reeling seaNow thumps like solid rock beneath ...
I am a man of forty, sirs, a native of East Haddam,And have some reason to surmise that I descend ...
IA hundred years! they're quickly fled, With all their joy and sorrow;Their dead leaves shed upon the dead, Their fresh ones sprung ...
IAs, flake by flake, the beetling avalanches Build up their imminent crags of noiseless snow,Till some chance thrill the loosened ruin ...
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 ...
Weak-Winged is Song,Nor aims at that clear-ethered heightWhither the brave deed climbs for lightWe seem to do them wrong,Bringing our ...
Ye who, passing graves by night,Glance not to the left or right,Lest a spirit should arise,Cold and white, to freeze ...
I sat one evening in my room, In that sweet hour of twilightWhen blended thoughts, half light, half gloom, Throng through the ...
When a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth's aching breastRuns a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on ...
Spirit, that rarely comest now And only to contrast my gloom, Like rainbow-feathered birds that bloomA moment on some autumn boughThat, with ...
I Beneath the trees, My lifelong friends in this dear spot, Sad now for eyes that see them not, I hear the autumnal breezeWake ...
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 ...
Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good ...
It was past the hour of trysting, But she lingered for him still;Like a child, the eager streamlet Leaped and laughed adown ...
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 ...
O wandering dim on the extremest edge Of God's bright providence, whose spirits sighDrearily in you, like the winter sedge That shivers ...
UNDER A FIGURE SYMBOLIZING THE CHURCHThou wast the fairest of all man-made things;The breath of heaven bore up thy cloudy ...
ON HIS BIRTHDAYI need not praise the sweetness of his song, Where limpid verse to limpid verse succeedsSmooth as our Charles, ...
I treasure in secret some long, fine hair Of tenderest brown, but so inwardly goldenI half used to fancy the sunshine ...
Can this be thou who, lean and pale, With such immitigable eyeDidst look upon those writhing souls in bale, And note each ...
Down 'mid the tangled roots of things That coil about the central fire,I seek for that which giveth wings To stoop, not ...
Violet! sweet violet! Thine eyes are full of tears; Are they wet Even yetWith the thought of other years?Or with gladness are they ...
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