An Epistle To George William Curtis (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
At An Extrumpery Caucus In State Street, Reported By Mr. H. BiglowNo? Hez he? He haint, though? Wut? Voted agin ...
Ef I a song or two could make Like rockets druv by their own burnin',All leap an' light, to leave a ...
Thrash away, you'll _hev_ to rattle On them kittle-drums o' yourn,--'Taint a knowin' kind o' cattle Thet is ketched with mouldy corn;Put ...
When a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth's aching breastRuns a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on ...
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 ...
Dear Sir—You wish to know my notionsOn sartin pints thet rile the land;There's nothin' thet my natur so shunsEs bein' ...
Wait a little: do _we_ not wait?Louis Napoleon is not Fate,Francis Joseph is not Time;There's One hath swifter feet than ...
There are who triumph in a losing cause,Who can put on defeat, as 'twere a wreathUnwithering in the adverse popular ...
Look on who will in apathy, and stifle they who can,The sympathies, the hopes, the words, that make man truly ...
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 ...
Men! whose boast it is that yeCome of fathers brave and free;If there breathe on earth a slave,Are ye truly ...
Far over Elf-land poets stretch their sway,And win their dearest crowns beyond the goalOf their own conscious purpose; they controlWith ...
Great Truths are portions of the soul of man;Great souls are portions of Eternity;Each drop of blood that e'er through ...
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